Guzzle Poems - Poems about Guzzle

...Joe works the gas station, they still do full serve, tops you off with a big grin, if you wait your turn. Chats with all the tourists, shows them where to go, that’s why everyone in town calls......

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...Flourished and nourished, hair locks resembling branches, I gaze as it dances — when blowing, he looks glowing. Twenty years had passed, but still, I last. I may have ripened, but I'm st......

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...Spring is here! Little lambs are gambolling in verdant pastures. Soon the white woolly ewes let hungry offspring suckle. I smile as the lamb's tails waggle as they guzzle the nutr......

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...The Days My mind is bluffing all the around the clock Getting the real ones suppressed and block I'm in a flow I'm in a blow But the clouds of doubts are covering it all And coming back to m......

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... I went to my car dealer, I hoped to save the planet The saleslady told me EVs were cheap, and to call her Janet She said we've got so many subsidies, and they're a great deal I bought a F-150 Li......

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...Bow to the partner in the corner Hey, this dance ain't nothin' but torture! Heads lean left and circle to a line Guzzle down that old moonshine! Roll away to a half sashay Get down on your k......

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...Villanelle by Michael R. Burch Is poetry mere turning of a phrase? Has prose become its height and depth and sum? What happened to the songs of yesterdays? Does prose leave all nine Muses ve......

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...Behold the beast, wandering in astral night From dark caverns he emerges by starlight to quaff nectar from his ambrosia chalice. A leering creature with evil eyes of malice. What nefarious thou......

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... “God within me is the enjoyer of the aroma, like this dopamine boosting flavor I taste. I surrender all pleasures to the dweller of my heart, breath by breath so that my soul may be......

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...There are sacks of rotten rattle snakes. In a pit made of acidic hearts and coal flakes. Bloody stumps where there once were trees of reasoning. Pin worms have crawled from asses and into their b......

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...Bat Masterson was hired as a gamblin' boss at the Denver Saloon in 1891, In a town high in the Rockies, Creede by name; he took no guff from anyone! The rowdy saloon, restaurant and gamblin' hall......

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...We met in our enlighten yesterdays when love was imagined and we wanted to embrace the breadth of each kiss fused upon our lips like the first guzzle of water from a dying thirst we garbed our......

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...You give it some kudos, like it does something good? You say that I’m boring, like I’m made of wood. You laugh at my reason, you smirk at my way. Because I don’t feel your passion, because I won’t......

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...The sun descends this cloudless night A moon for howling, full and bright A moon by which the bats take flight And wolf-men and the undead bite Stretchered in, a bite mark cruel He won’t heal ......

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...6/5/22 Underneath the night sky No more Mr. Nice guy My my, how time flies F*** all these white lies To you it seems out of this world and Sci-Fi To me it's natural like a hippie wearing ti......

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