Gland Poems - Poems about Gland

Doctor to hail for my not being down, Close to thirty years for my breakdown: My biggest catch through a brother mate, Whose only word for him is first rate... Now exchanging blows with Prostrate Gland: A cancer of the treatable brand. He says he'll live - Doctor Retired: Wages unpaid had got him tired... Great hopes New Government will this do. I dared...

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When day’s chores are tucked away, I imagine you ‘that’ way. My heart pounds within my chest. I’m disarrayed and distressed. The walls are too close, I feel each corner is closer still. My throat tight, I cannot breathe. My fever I need to sheathe. When you come into my view I feel my panic renew. My blood pressure does arise as I gaze into your...

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why means i lie really wellest yeah i hid inside a Brian where God wouldn't look i really just wrote this ta da to introduce you to the birth of Thrypdi bye know yes i now its nothing i something do...

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Something is wrong with the butterfly sitting below her Adam’s apple. Hormones destroy the metabolism of her life. Anger-waves cause cracks in relationship; epicenter is in her neck. Her black hairs fall unusually. Anxiety spreads before her vanity table. Love dries in depression. Their bed becomes a parched garden. Her unlicensed words hit his heart. A death rattle echoes in the throat of their family life. A physician and pharmacist derive pleasure from her butterfly gland. Fabiyas M V...

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The stream of office quiet was suddenly sliced When a co-worker violently kicked out of his chair And angrily emitted, “For the love of *@#*% Christ.” He carried on with clearly more rage to share, “What the *@#*% gives you the *@#*% right To *@#*% my *@#*% life and *@#*% bare, Your *@#*% can *@#*% out of the *@#*% sand.” I began...

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All natural flavorings good Especially added to teas, food Beaver's castor gland Is source of such a flavoring Used in candy unwavering Now starved after Sponsor:Black Eyed Susan Contest: Tail Rhyme Time...

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We settled into the bay and, Like lovers kicking the sheets down, We grabbed and furled, grabbed and furled, Unveiling a red vista. You never told me you loved me, And I never had the guts to speak. So we threw cherry bombs at each other From the safe side of a mountain That was made from our imaginations. Listening to little pirate angels, We...

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