Fussy Poems - Poems about Fussy

Mrs M was a teacher with a clean desk there was only one pencil in there it was always sharpened and a pink eraser that looked brand new I never saw an ink pen the top of her desk had a small plaque with her name starting with Mrs. of course Even though she was divorced She never wanted the students to know...

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naked in Eden Adam and Eve unashamed clothes made them fussy...

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fussy blush...

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Breakfast time for my two old dogs feeding bowls full on the kitchen floor Kublia sniffs his food and walks away Genghis on the floor he lays A little bacon on the top and Kublia chows down little Genghis lays still his face wearing a frown Kublia licks his lips wanting Genghis bowl I look at little fatty boy and tell him...

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rockers needed wigs for a ball cause theirs didnt fit well at all for they dyed and cropped and totally chopped till they fit their daughters toy doll. ...

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Why can’t I sting like the rest of them? Fly high in the air with the best of them? Why am I so small and chubby? Hairy all over, and my wings terribly stubby? I wish I was a different kind of bee, I tried aiming for the hive one day, and flew right into a tree. I gave my best...

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Climbing trees is not for Bandit On the couch he prefers to sit With his bowl of cap nip And sweet cola to sip He looks cute, you have to admit Bandit loves to watch the TV Sometimes he sits on Julie’s knee Bandit just loves to slouch On the cream comfy couch He’s such a contented pussy Picture prompt Contest Sponsored by Julie Leigh...

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Cat stirs Then purrs Yawns, sighs Makes cries M e o w Wants chow Seeks dish No fish ...

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