Eugene Poems - Poems about Eugene

Figure it factual, the gingham dog and the calico cat did NOT eat each other up like the Dutch clock told the story. Because of loud snoring, Old Dutch clock had stuffed cotton in his ears; and the Chinese plate? sound asleep on a warm rock by the fire. What really happened? In the evening when the logs were first lit, the moon...

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A dazzling forest of an armpit By watchers paired up with cesspit, A moment's confirming touch of this By much displeased hell - raising Doris, Sure it would puncture Marital Bliss And all day keep her courting a hiss; More so, her unhygienic Elvis; Issues has with The Vilest Pelvis... No longer The Forgiving Girl friend, She is now seeking its abrupt end: Not the...

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When my uncle married your daughter in 1975, you became his father-in-law. Your daughter gave birth in 1979 and that was when you became a grandpa. You lived long enough to see your great-great-grandchild, that's a privilege that many don't receive. You raised a family and you were a preacher, those were great things that you were able...

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A shiny forest of an armpit By Ninety-Five percent a cesspit; A quick verifying touch of this By Ridiculed Christopher Elvis Also brandishing a moist pelvis, For long months now excused by Doris His Understanding, Hopeful Girlfriend But clearly seeking its abrupt end. Anew, Elvis investigative finger Goes for The Sticky Feeling that would linger, His Poor Hygiene Principal Bell Ringer And Change-for-the-Better Soft...

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Eugene, I love you! Tatyana, I’m not the one for you. Tatyana, forgive me, I beg of you, Now I see I can’t live without you! Eugene, forget me, I beg of you, I’m married now and not for you! That is a comic poem, inspired by the novel in verse “Eugene Onegin” of Alexander Pushkin. December 5, 2020...

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He says his name is Gene Pool, right away I know he is probably American, there are few to no males called Gene elsewhere. Yes I recognize him instantly. My friends could have all recognized him. Dogs with their wet noses attuned to the moistness of blood, sweat and tears would affirmed him. On main street the sleepy eyed or hopped-up working-girls nod at...

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Dedicated to a good friend He’s there when you need a friend. He’s there when you need a shoulder to cry on. He’s there when you need someone to talk to. He’s there when you need him. He’s there when everyone gives up and leaves. He’s there for support. He’s there for encouragement. He’s there for standing up for you. He’s there for his...

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I am self proclaimed real swinger My name however, for a Nerd is a dead ringer I have perfected the War Craft game On Micro Soft computer applications, I can put anyone to shame I am not into testosterone things such as fuel injectors Secretly for Christmas I want a pocket protector For every movie my name is in, I steal...

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