Hair Oil Poems - Poems about Hair Oil

...To, William Arthur Philip Louis If there was just one thing I could change I would request an odd divinity to ferment in an Elixir Which never intoxicate, nor take the state beyond rationality ......

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...If there was just one thing I could change I would request an odd divinity to ferment in an Elixir Which never intoxicate, nor take the state beyond rationality No one is an aftermath of coping, c......

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...There were liberal field, golden paddy, mild touch of south breeze And there were you, your beautiful smiles with opening mind There were jackfruit, plum, mango, palm, and betel-nut trees on the ......

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...I was a child, an ordinary one. Perhaps all other kids had Something in common. I can still remember how I felt When my mother used to cook a favorite dish. I was so embarrassed when she was u......

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...An Aunties Wedding There was an empty Players box flattened beneath the dancers a scent of receding tide on the quay swept, green, slick as hair oil bound by ginger sideburns your dress sha......

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...• By daniel miltz • You're not born with cool, you've got to find it. A leather jacket that fits like a glove knows it. Cool is an act. Cool is by learning to stand out from the crowd, stay ahea......

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...Chair of Fire My father's naughehyde recliner was the dusky, sudden pink of pale pigs. Hair-oil halo Scrimshaw headrest He died in bed My brother, Richard, did not weep... he hosed ou......

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... There once was upon a time Stories written out of rhyme Swirling yellow rows of bricks Munchkins Witches playing tricks House that fell in lady slippers Hit the bricks cracks and chi......

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...Our roam has brought us here Under these slicing and cold air We stood toe to toe Under this mistletoe. I saw an escape of light in your eyes It is just like the goodness of ice Your hands f......

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...It doesn’t take much: rustling bed covers a whiff of Old Spice menacing tattoos, and I travel backwards in time, heart clinched with fear my hands suddenly small and helpless, nothing but gul......

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...Everybody told me it would do wonder so I applied it without further delay, little did I realize that it was a blunder, no hair on head now, no bad hair day! ==================== Placement:10th......

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