Girths Poems - Poems about Girths

... WOMB WORDS Womb ! Mother of All, what sayeth you knowing activation before birth births through girths, a Q ? ~ ‘I see rainmakers smoking pipes drink from ostrich eggs fresh then......

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...I wasn't yet born and those rolling hills with renewed green awaited me to explore cloves of orange and lemon waving in the noon's peacefulness never felt by any other boy burning with eagernes......

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...You said - Have just put two on here. I have a backlog. Will be back on here later. Hope you are ok. X Any language including alien and northwestern star? 2 ginger mustard and spices A mild ......

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...A semi shriek of an atom bite should never be viewed as the submission of a rug. For rugs wear earplugs, and belts with chains. Very heavy locks can also be located in that type of wirey loops. Fabri......

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...ALL YOU CAN EAT by JOHN M. ARRIBAS I never subscribed to an unusual idea That aliens are among us and thriving here I now question my stand on that theory Cause I’ve noticed some bodies......

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... He comes so faithfully when called, our veterinary doctor friend, to our dear family of cows; upon his help, we do depend. The birthing of our calves amaze him more than ever, a......

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...Homey eyes of peasant stew A cozy-colored mossy mew Stony cottage, snowcheeks bleu The forest fins for frosted fruits. The warmest thought speaks crumbly bread A partridge purr puffs through m......

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...Under afternoon's setting sun, Its last rays chase across the, Mississippi delta. Slow as she goes, steadily cutting, Currents rough undertone. Click, clacking water rushing, Up wooden panels ......

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...WHEN NERVES AND PULSE CONGEST Tender are the days brushed with thoughts of light when yesterday rolling, rolling are the tears... Jagged nerves and pulse congest in colliding repa......

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...Under afternoon's setting sun, It's last rays chase across the, Mississippi delta. Slow as she goes, steadily cutting, Currents rough undertone. Click, clacking water rushing, Up wooden panels......

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...Nothing stirs the languid souls of folks like a hometown parade. Friends and neighbors uniting to form a colorful cavalcade. Any special occasion will do such as Veterans or Independence Day, To u......

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...What deepest sorrows, heavies a man soul? So heavy be his body that his last strength; mind, soft, wet and young, covered by aged flesh, physical pain could not penetrate, unless permitted. ......

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