Egging Poems - Poems about Egging

...my husband and I used to argue weeks after a verbal agreement should have been over we were silly about it heckling and harassing each other over things that do not matter ridiculously egging an......

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...Move on over ole Joe... and let the youngbloods take the reins infusing our promised land with hope. You done good for America, serving as laudatory President from 2020 to the present Vice ......

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...Yesterday, a weight of mind, derived by thought, delivered in chain Imagined pressure through cranial consumption of societal norms These weights do not weigh a pound, nor make a sound Yet, we fee......

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... If, into my future, I get a sudden chance to peep I'd choose my ninety-fourth birthday hoping am still alive; My mother left us at that ripe age while still in good health, not live long,......

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... Into my future, If I get a sudden chance to peep I'd choose my ninety-fourth birthday hoping am still alive My mother left us at that ripe age while still in good health not l......

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... Shadows hiss_per, of secret, buildup-congealed, no longer trapped within curiosity's seals. Oceans of thoughts crash, unrested, on the rocks and hard-placed reveal of fait......

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...Black cats dart across my path As I head down the street Children hide and spook their friends And all around shout “Trick or treat!” It’s Halloween! It’s Halloween! Hear them scream! A scary......

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...For whom nothing matters The night had been mysterious and full of screams raped women hung from apple trees like rotten fruit, their begging not to be eaten went unheard Men, crazed by pornogra......

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...Natural soporific narcotic Recurrent suicidal thoughts vaingloriously wend along winding road within windmills of my mind (o'er a death cab for cutie weeknd) yakking, yanking, and yawking zea......

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...Life is like a galloping horse, Flying around a track Faster and faster, he gallops Too fast to look back His need to win is crucial, He cannot afford to lose If he could communicate He woul......

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...When my best friend from junior high betrayed me, I felt like a mighty bird flying high on friendship’s wings that had just got shot down by a poisonous dart, which pierced my heart. But a Phoenix......

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...“I suggest we break the ice”, the interloper said. I began chopping with a snow axe, and she laughed. You must have been born with a silver spoon, she threw out. I threw the snow axe at her; irr......

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...Pursuit for elusive prey teases yours truly into treacherous catacombs dangerous mentally challenging pitfalls, sets small hairs of back on camp creeks edge of night, where dark shadows evo......

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...Some days my writing runs along the track next to me. Sticking out her tongue or wiggling her hips in a provocative way. My muse is hanging on to this elephant for dear life. Pretending she is slo......

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...Little Miss Muffet Sat on a tuffet Wiling her time away She heard some shooting Of course, it was Putin Egging his puppets on. She did not know them So she did not show them Any sign of fear,......

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