Hoodie Poems - Poems about Hoodie

He wore a hoodie, she had an attitude He wore a hoodie So you immediately assumed he had a weapon He wore a hoodie So you immediately assumed he was on the way to a drug deal He wore a hoodie So you thought he was hiding something He wore a hoodie So you thought he was a good for nothing...

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It's not wrong to wear an old hoodie that feels like a cloak of woven memories, to keep jeans that hug your body like a spell that knows you by heart, because some clothes are not just fabrics, but shields of comfort on days when the light hides. It's not wrong to use a phone that freezes, like...

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I once trick-or-treated...goodie, goodie! I had wore, a sock with a hoodie People were all so surprised When they all had realized I was walking around with a woody...

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Don't wear that hoodie or put on ripped jeans We're wise to you dudes We know what it means When you let your appearance go and start putting on a show When your comb's stuck in your hair and much of your torso is bare Remember Michelle and Barack What did they...

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Sitting at a bus shelter - skinny hoodie baby, denim-discount - sad little figure, Elfin faced even with the nose ring. I know this stranger. Her alien eyes search for other alien eyes. She's been staring at empty walls lately, I can tell, I’ve stared at those same walls. I’m guessing the weight of her solitude will increase. I hope she finds someone...

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She didn’t know pt.2 The Getaway Making my get away I was walking fast. Hiding the two bags of money in an old target shopping bag. Walking with no witnesses as to which way I went. It was all I could do not to break out and sprint. As we now know it’s not safe to wear a hoodie when...

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~ There once was a young Brit, Robin Hood, Plundered bad folks and gave to the good, He loved armor and knights, But was quite fond of tights, And decided to wear them for good ... Now, sweet Nottingham, taken aback, For his pantyhose took too much flak, Thus dressed like a fairy, With men, far too merry, And not near enough gold ... in...

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I woke up all forlorn and hollow inside of me oh yes, I was pretty darn melancholy all funky blue and my glass was totally empty and I just wanted to curl up into nothingness . . . oh, why does my hair have to be bone straight disgusted, my eyes stare back at me from the mirror blankly,...

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He comes quickly through the back door Weary from wearing his faded hood And we welcome him warmly once more As all caring humans ever should His illness we know too well to be Many years he’s spent with us He continues enduring the HIV Over him our kind team makes a fuss If only some people could just understand Then silence for...

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Robin of the Hoodie Alas, resides in Sherwood Forest, one Robin of the Hoodie. He’s lost amid the greenery, weeping as sunset nears for underneath the Hood he hides his deep and lonely fears. The Hoodie no protection here amid the bug filled darkness, nor can it quell the eerie sounds of hoodless creature calls, his secret handshake useless among the clawed and taloned. He drifts...

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I've got my earphones on My hoodie says billabong Writing lyrics about her while playing my favorite song All the right moves like Mahjong. I'm weird so if she's the girl I'm King Kong Okay okay that sounds so wrong. Love is a game maybe ping pong. It's raining notice the high seas? Have you seen a beauty like this? I think that she's a...

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Raining a little It felt nice Inside the fleecy hood, Wasn't cold but I felt warm And safe inside. Didn't get a hug But maybe next time....

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