Hullo Poems - Poems about Hullo

...A fanta see overrides reality! Hello? I like to get positioned for sixty nine. Are you looking for a scheming, schlepping, and schvitzing writer? natural body and laid-back vibe?? I'm al......

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...Matthew Scott Harris, whar art thou *****? The following admission honest to dogness haint no bunk nobody, but yours truly bore deeply and countersunk his spontaneity satisfactorily lightweig......

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...Must be a squirrel convention — bushy tales along the way. The road was nutty-gray. Seven of them held signs: Parking this way. Hold on...I hear a knock at the door. It’s......

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...A nice couple. The Tale of Jean and William. Part 1 Jean Fallen was born in 1999 and had a lonely childhood. She grew up in Redfern but never went to school. She lived with her mother and was r......

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...Matthew Scott, Whar Art Thou *****? Nobody, but yours truly bore deeply and countersunk his spontaneity satisfactorily lightweight corporeal mein kampf, didst more than baptize or dunk cuff......

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...Hiya! Hullo! How do you do? Where's your husband today? Oh, he's down with the flu And yours? Oh, he's here he's just gone to the loo Nice weather we're having and doodle-dee-doo... (If......

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...Hullo, folks! Do you hear me? You didn’t hear me when I was dying. At least hear me now, when I’m dead and buried. I am, as you know, Jinesh, Buried here—in this churchyard at Poonthura, Buri......

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...Arise at sunrise to surprise the exercise Which in a twist of fate Sought and wrought from you and I the prize Wrapped and fastened in a debt Incurred by our families Unknown to you and I In......

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...I dreamt I said, ‘Hullo, Fellow’ on her pink plumage pillow When from my blue sky grew and flew a sentimental swallow That told me to fold my arms and grow calm because it didn’t matter anymore As......

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...Hello? I like to get six + 9 ??Are you?????? schlepping writer,?? natural body and laid-back vibe??  I'm all about therapeutic touch via nuts and life of bee dogged trees! teasing with idealism......

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...Hullo, Mr. Reaper! or should I call you Grim? Let's be best friends, Mr. Reaper My pals call me Tim. Take me to Heaven, Mr. Reaper! Where I'll eat my cereals with silver spoons. Bring me to H......

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...the call doesn’t come waiting……waiting……pace……. It rings, heart pounding….hullo!......

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...hullo? Rothko......

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...how much has been burnt the lips of the aalpanaa by the heat of the blue letters the absentmindedness that can penetrate this flavour gets hullo-cut coming to the wedding-relation d......

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...The place, the Twenty Third Precinct, Brooklyn, Vice. Detective Rodney Townsend, The time, four thirty a.m. Report of incident, death of one John Doe. Ally on the fourteen hundred block, Forth stre......

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