A Jazz Loving Beagle
...A jazz loving beagle in Fairfax
digs Dizzy and Miles to the max
But it’s now hip-hop and punk
No more groovin’ to Monk
He visits neighbors just to relax...
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Categories:
fairfax, humor,
Form: Limerick
No Sh1t Sherlock
...[Inspired by ‘Stating The Obvious’
Contest but doesn’t meet the spec]
Millionaire, Bartholomew Fairfax
Admitted today, he ‘forgot’ to pay tax
Goodness gracious, well I never
Knock me over ...
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Categories:
fairfax, humorous,
Form: Rhyme
Autumn Leaves
...In Fairfax, Alabama leaves are falling like the rain
The mom outlives her children with a sigh
So many are the hungry ones who linger by her roots
Or scatter in the wind and wave goodbye
Pecans...
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Categories:
fairfax, autumn, loss,
Form: Rhyme
Leaves of Autumn
...In Fairfax, Alabama, all the trees have empty nests
Autumn leaves are falling with the rain
Tenderly you pick one up and put it in your book
Sunday morning take it out again
Cottonwoods are pac...
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Categories:
fairfax, autumn, imagery, seasons,
Form: Rhyme
Un-Fancy Desire
...When I wake up in the morning the first thing that bursts into my head is my love. I don’t think I could ever live without HER, she is my Darling. She is strong and pure; she is my HERO. She is my lo...
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Categories:
fairfax, addiction, sexy,
Form: I do not know?
Piquerism
...This is based on the news out of fairfax, VA about a guy that is slashing ladiies behinds - there have been 4 or 5 reports so far. Piquerism or picquerism (from the French piquer - "to prick") is a ...
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Categories:
fairfax, people, social, body,
Form: Limerick
Who Are You
...Who are you?. And where are you from?. The document enquired
I was not in the mood for this for I was feeling tired
The first bit was quite easy, as I simply wrote my name
The second part I found ...
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Categories:
fairfax, mysterylove, may, men, mum,
Form: I do not know?
Wallney Oak
...To hold, as twere, the mirror up to nature
To touch its bark and watch its leaves depart
As if the tree has somehow lost a wager
And with that loss, it somehow just lost heart
A friend thought ...
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Categories:
fairfax, history, loss, nature, nostalgia,
Form: Rhyme