Eel Poems - Poems about Eel

Eric swam in a pool of dreams Score and five years passed people's squeams Contest of quick start Conquest of brave heart Standing strong with flag's tiny gleams...

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Eel is a fish It's delicious Delicacy....

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eel slimy well streamlined lives in water fish...

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longer conger...

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It CAN be ‘fish n chips’ stop carping on, there’s no plaice for rudeness! It's so sad to see a person out of their depths and just floundering Why is it that some people always think they're right - for the halibut! What a load of pollocks! Oh my cod she’s crabby … Salmon call a...

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Ethereal enigma echoed empathic eel ‘s emotional elevation Elongated elusive elephant-like Edison expected ectoplasm Extrasensory efforts of exacting Ellis effortlessly eludes evildoers Exasperating empathetic eel and elusive ethereal enigma...

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'It seems surreal,' whispered the eel, 'and I'm unsure what that is for.' He nodded then towards my pen. He wriggled round without a sound, and quite aghast, he scribbled fast, his mouth around the pen I'd found - and here I quote the words he wrote: 'I am an eel so here's the deal - no jelly stuff * (I'm far too tough).' And then tight-lipped, he duly flipped into the sea, and winked at...

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there once was a very clever eel who liked to grab her tail like a wheel always caused a giggle every time she wiggled she just loved the way it made her feel Make Me Laugh Limerick Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Tania Kitchin 8/26/19 9-9-6-6-9...

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Have you ever dated an electric eel? You'll never forget the way it feels, If you roll with an eel in the sack, Brace yourself for that electric crack, A hug will make your eyes bug out, A kiss will make you twitch and shout, Visions of eel love will burn in your head, Check your pulse for you might be dead, A...

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I went out with my dad today, to swim beneath the sea. He took me by the hand and said ‘just stay right next to me’. We stepped out to the water and we swam out on a wave, I was nervous and excited but I tried to be so brave. I grabbed his hand and looked below, my...

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Any and even the coldest eel loses a plate to any cold steel. Volodymyr Knyr 2017...

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Slipperier than a Greased Eel In a Vat of Astroglide That Hillary’s sociopathic streak is a mile wide In case you haven’t noticed, the fix is in But her followers love her even if she’s guilty as sin We all think she should be a woman of greater convictions Both moral and criminal, given her total lack of friction She’s...

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Turtles drooping can be signs of elitist tantrums on borderline wave cones. Such colours. And often feedback is not fodder so therefore indigestible. Taming a 3foot bullock who is battling to grow horns is often not an easy task. Sometimes content to chew cud and at other times rampaging and knocking over thistle glasses who...

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Eel River Tragedy I’ve gold dollars for my darlin and a Stetson for my son, and in my old broke saddlebags, I keep my Schofield gun, when home I’ll make some coffee and tell a tale I’ve seen, about the Eel river tragedy, the like since never seen In sunset’s dust, ten thousand steers, drank from muddy banks,...

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Slithering in the depthless waters We find the eel—never blinking Rarely has he seen the sun Encompassed with mistrust He’s a soloist of the deep Calm burning in his soul, We find his home Serenely built on the quietude of his spirit He melts into his cold tunnels He’s the keeper of the ocean’s secrets Frowning and gaping He lifts his slimy head Watching the...

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