Fumigated Poems - Poems about Fumigated

...I close my eyes and recall yesterdays beautiful summers barbecues from charcoal bricks and slow basted meats aromas that lingered long after the first sizzle of rare Mother arriving with a plat......

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...We fear they may yet be alive. All the sick-minded dead all those prone to evil, their essences not gone but still in our heads. We must take the good with the bad. If we are all the very ima......

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...fumigated like stockade lice you Wall St. cologne jockeys would be 3rd World land fill recall that consciousness is tunable adjust your volume to a comfortable level because Turette's plus Alzhe......

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...Every jump, hop, or twirl led her forward into the world of her grown up self She caught glimpses of the woman she wanted to be As she played her heart out with her friends. But when she was alon......

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...Every jump, hop, or twirl led her forward into the world of her grown up self She caught glimpses of the woman she wanted to be As she played her heart out with her friends. But when she was alon......

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...Touch has been circulated in these times of touch me not and news only travelling for the battle of breathing. Our love could never be expressed in hugs or kissing but a wave with restrictions ......

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...Sarah, for your birthday, I do not want to ruin the surprise, So put on your mask, and here is a blinder to cover your eyes. I will give you hints as we get on our private fumigated plane. Of cour......

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...They say the virus does not exist. Why? our leaders politicize its mortality profiteers make it a minted and crispy business rumour mongers carry myths of it across the Nile and the poor are to i......

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...Unlike the days of old when cities were built with walls. Unlike the streets of my rearing, the place where my story began. And unlike a lone sparrow that I once rescued from a busy park......

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...Remember the days of yesteryear when family ties were held most dear, and gas lamps flickered in the back street while most of us danced......

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...A curled-up bundle of skin and hair Adorns the window-seat The sorry remains of Kitty The old lady down the street To those who saw her struggle daily With her heavy shopping trolley All of h......

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...The bright Christmas lights on my city house are so colorful and traditional, hopefully when I get my high utility bill I won't become too irrational, and watching everyone open up their gifts make......

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...Remembering the days of yesteryear when family ties were held most dear, gas lamps flickered in the back street while most of us danced a different beat. Tragic alleyways of smog and smut “Live ......

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...A Cook’s Battle The ship -cook was tired it had been a long day, the ship was old full of cockroaches, one had found its way in his bread dough and when the captain cut a slice of bread it wa......

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...I thee take thy smoke in hand... Taste buds blossom blumes fumigated by blandness for all this madness. Hence forth with my aching pains... Gives me none no new world gains. Happenchance gasp......

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