Flopping Poems - Poems about Flopping

...The natives have (since the seventh month peeped through the lean crescent eye of the moon) worn cloaks of festivities. They dance the rites, squelching proudly in mud and green pools of wate......

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... Packing up house I do not like Much, rather fly a kite, Or go on a hike! We lived in our first home Almost forever, But in the last six years, The third and most traumatic Emotion in life,......

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...Virat..never ersatz..fat cat with the bat Look at record book stats in every format Kerching bling King of tats Vicious & pernicious in the ring Kohli kidology methodology thing Tit ......

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...I have to eat enough. I opened up everything. Give them a patch of lawn. Or maybe a toast. The first thing I learned. Inside of cooked shopping trips. Could be a cookie on the sidewalk. ......

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...It was a perfect day, a sunny golden day. I felt the gentle sweep of easy breezes, the music of the wind. It was my daily stroll around the neighborhood, my daily clarity. It was there, and th......

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... As she drinks nectar from a flower, sweetness from heaven falls like dew anointed with a gentle rain amidst sun showers she appears as if on cue Lifting her wings she lands on a Zinnia b......

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...Escaping their bowls, Poor fish flipping and flopping; Dying free at last:- Let us flip-flop injustice, As we live lives free at last.......

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...I refuse to join any club that would have me as a member. —Groucho Marx Adventure is just bad planning. —Roald Amundsen Must Be A Carnival Lady, what did you see ......

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...A FLIP-FLOPPING DEATH Seeking its freedom, A fish leaps from its fishbowl; Flip-flopping to death:-......

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...NO BI STRANGERS: No bi strangers to Our success, dis na anderson walkingshoes. i'm part for ya world for strangers, intensively,our focus are metered, ova di hilly regions,we keep flopping f......

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...NO BI STRANGERS TO OURSELVES: dis na anderson walkingshoes. i'm part for ya world for strangers, intensively,our focus are metered, ova di hilly regions,we keep flopping from discovery, di d......

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... In the unfairness that ever is life, since Cinderella will never be wife, to 'her prince' She settles for average, ordinary shmoes Ditch the glass slippers ~ flip-flops, gnarly toe......

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...Remember when the ink, a writer’s tat, like a cobra spiralling ‘round fingers and arms, wielded power. Splotches, balled up, thrown into the basket hoop, flooding the creative canal. Ideas danced lik......

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...Soft flurries, at dawn, spurred on by wind; the blow and drift of twilight’s whiteout blizzard. Achoo, here we go; how ravenous the roses. Red petals tickle schnozes. ......

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...Night thunder arrives. Occult spacecraft descend, hurl giant underbellies of sound downward - climactic events galvanize grouting and glass. The next boom is distant, yet lightning streaks acro......

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