Duchess Poems - Poems about Duchess

Such is Duchess Amma to her “Youngens”, Joie D’Vivre, Raison D’Etre to Dennis, Source of course to Lucy, Linds’s famed legs fill long johns, Artist of Nature, watercolor canvas, Friends savor her company “Juicy”, Cherishing, sensing a loss when she’s “Sans”, Creative yet Linds’s modesty sends, She’s our Yoga “Loosie Goosy”, Caring School Nurse hands, Cure tears without fuss, Comforting fears as one becomes Twosie, Not slave to...

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I had never seen such a regal crown It was sparkling full of jewels Looked like it was freshly polished It belonged to the Grand Duchess grandpa said Auguste Victoria, German’s finest queenly monarch I could tell that he had been smitten How did we get it, Grandpa? My great-great-grandfather would never tell he said. We smiled at each other, knowing our family...

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Britain didn’t hate you Meghan you were welcomed here you performed your own beheading we didn’t interfere And you ain’t even black so nobody was racist just shut your flipping trap you Duchess of Disgraces Your husband is a ginger he’s had it worse than you yet you’re the biggest whinger that’s what Woke will...

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Duchess has Den, Lind's Empathetic Yen Laughing with Casey gave "rise" to a fall, Giving "urgery" to surgery, We pray the setback is soon annul! Sometimes when mishaps occur, Causes appreciation in full, When things stop working, Face the horns of the bull, Carpe Diem! Step back & reflect, Refute descent, resaddle! Read, think, thank, pray, sing, May the Big One bless you ->"Troubles Skedaddle!"...

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Dampened earth announces its worth with rotting leaves, moss on trees. Dew’s panache from morning’s wash mystic glow with sighing sough. Senses heightened and enlightened. Hare bides hole, fidgeting mole; musky muskrats, batting bats; sweet sugar canes, berry stains. Nature feeds our feral needs. Nature clears our eyes and ears. Nature hones sensitive nose. Nature touches - grand duchess....

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so look at us, the princess and her fool this painted jester - just a silly clown we frolic nonchalant and coolly cruel the joker, begging for his...

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These, cacophony that beggars descriptions Disorder from indecent breed incubating, Confusion of morals, the imposition of strange culture, Filthily dressed to undress my mind, Our teacher teaching theories of writs and wits These promiscuous pastors parading piety with nudity Lewd licentious and libidinous species luring laurels with drama, These traditional priests tutoring the innocent as the skilled orthodox...

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she told me there's something you need to know there's something I have to say we been together now for more moments than than I could say bet you didn't know this but I don't think this is the best time to say but I never loved you I just let you have your way what good is a broken heart if there's no one who care's love is...

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Affluent and formal pink lilies deck the tables; we await the sweet, affected laughter of our friends. Bedecked in bouffant hair-do's perfumes, ermines, jewels brocades and buckled shoes, we dazzle, yes! We dazzle with our mirrors, and our decals, our precious art, and plaster, exotic candelabras, but I can't wait to make my exit to wander in the gardens and let the scented...

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She once asked me why I had never painted her, pale dress and lips rose red, framed by misty sunlight green For a multitude of others had tripped and floated in my studio, spinning, laughing and posing like they were young again So many, and yet so few that were real, pretending that I was the one,...

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I sat next to the Duchess at tea. It was worse than I thought would be. A bee sat on her nose The Duchess turn'd verbose When it stung her right there but not me. Dorian Petersen Potter aka ladydp200 Copyright@2014 October.21.2014...

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The evil duchess of New York Ate not but fancy pies of pork. She scraped her knife, she scraped her fork; She should have learned to use a cork, Because a time ago in Maine, She stuffed her face too full one night. She gave her prince a jolting fright, Left others writhing in delight, To finally see her highness slain....

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Who would believe your slim elegant body would win my affection, when you gracelessly step on toes? Your soft doe skin of cream spotted brown, floppy ears I threaten to turn into gloves as a joke. Through many chain jangle calls for walks where you race and lunge and bark fighting for the right to be...

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Duchess, Kate Middleton Fiddled with The Royal Son Fate uncoiled a jovial consequence... A nation awaits with loyal suspense!! _______________________ 7/9/13 for Heather's Contest...

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She's highly sophisticated and full of undefiled wisdom Yet a crowned Duchess in a paradise kingdom Quite a beautiful angel flying with black wings Covered in gold jewelry and precious things She dresses like the women of ancient Egyptian class Her wealth is generous and her money grows like grass She loves orange scented candles with dark room flame She...

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