Footsie Poems - Poems about Footsie

... Allow me to introduce the hermit Hugh who I do deduce felt it within himself to eschew an embrace yet being obtuse when on a wild chase did goose a moose in the caboose then a d......

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...cosmic constant, sneaks to be diluted pinned down with prison franks playing footsie not a long ride loveless daybeds abandoned signals fighting eyes across trafficked lies earthern worms ......

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...October 2051 Damali and Desharah celebrated her birthday with Sedanah Born on the same date one year apart. "Thank you both And thanks Seda for being older than me!" "No problem Cousin. She......

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...Burly bright boys And curly maned misses Naughty night noise And candy cane kisses Sweetly sampled shapes And soft hungered hips Nicely nibbled napes And lollipop lips ......

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...A brushstroke choreographing dramatic elegy framing harmonic gavotte specified such so as to issue a rhyme, but proceeded as this scribe didst git linkedin with the cutting crew, mow or less......

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...Font Din Black so u real??? Warning! The following choppy, batty, dopey: elegy = flaky, goofy, history: iffy, jumpy, kooky: loopy, matty, nappy, nippy, sketchy material prone to find the r......

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...Snuggled up close on a sofa for three Until September on our TV Nibbling Thornton’s and sipping champagne Feet playing footsie on seat three again L...

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...And Yes Tis The Glory Of Spring We So Adore And yes tis the glory of Spring we so adore When cold weather relents, better temps we implore As vibrant colors emerge, our hearts begin to sing Nat......

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...For four years I've longed to shout 'Adios!' It's time for you to go, Donald J. Gross Shove those burgers down, Chubs Play with your balls and clubs You're crude, belligerent and bellicose An......

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...Oh how I remember the lemon sun as it jittered through the morning sky the year was 1965, mom and dad became proud owners of our first home the address was painted in red over a plank of wood, ......

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...Waiting For Butterflies Waiting to go on Waiting to get on Waiting to get caught Waiting for the start of a poetry reading Waiting to get on with my life Waiting for the stars to recognize ......

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...Whispers at eve marry wisps of steam over red eye And beneath the table my feet finds yours for a footsie Where we hope God's seven eyes will not see, No wide-eyed moon, nor the barista to pry. ......

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...LOVE ME LOVE ME NOT Love me, love me not, You told me once but I forgot. You told me before, now tell me again. It's different now than it was back then. Remind me with your loving gaze, j......

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...Tell me silly things that make me smile Caress your fingers across my brow Lie next to me and snuggle awhile Time for us just now Why do we have to be adults Responsible for way to much Bills......

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...I remember wearing my long sleeved, pink, fleece footsie jammies We walked to the Fiesta on Fulton and Quitman. I can recall waiting in front of the quinceañera place to cross the street It was......

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