Dedication Fashion Poems

When you do push up
Your body is more define
Calories burn up....

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N...Noose
E...Especially overrated
C...Choker with pendulum
K...Known nuisance to many men
T...Tolerated by status quo
I...It spells discomfort
E...Evil symbol

*...

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À propos preponderant passion penning poems...
posited puzzling apt aperçu...

While pondering particular
theme to address
amidst tangled wide, whirled 
webbed mental skein
today November third
two thousand twenty two,
unexpected Möbius...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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I’m no more than what God prepared me to be . 
What’s in store just candy and artificial sweets
No fruit in the food desert for...

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HAT POWER

My Hat is a rush a power to my head
wear a hat every day or as often as you are lead
hat love and hat...

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The king of the jungle is  at ease
Greedily he sits beneath a tree
with great agility mouths the bee
thank heavens he didn't see me

A deer...

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Having a dream can be so amazing.
But if you're not going to put the work in it, then why chase it.
To follow your dreams is...

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The man who lived with only clothes
was rich enough to reason.
His pants were long and tops were short
that jackets chose the season.

His underwear were never...

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I want to be the man in that black hat
Sitting down under where the Aussies do play
Drinking in barrels, Bundaberg ale
Smiling under my cool black...

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It all started when I took a typing test
I did 95 words per minute and made two errors
The requirement was 50 or more words
Human Resources...

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Saudi Arabia & Michelle’s Look

“No women are left behind with justice!”
-H. Smirch


Her scorching look,
A mouth-shut grin, with defensively flowery dress,
Michelle’s falsetto indignation
Makes all of us...

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Coffee emblazoned locks



Descend in lovely fashion



Appetizing







Latte textures alluring



Suave aromas howl



Pining





Infinite inquiries



Harvests attraction



Samples...

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I dreamed I saw the grave of Ernest Dowson
Bleakly set
In some forgotten churchyard corner,
Lone and wet.

The spectral London fog descended cold on 
Sentry grass
Where seldom...

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