Italians Poems - Poems about Italians

...Colleen, the fiery red head down the road learned to step dance She practiced up and down Ireland, then moved to Italy and France. Hot blooded Italians had never seen a ginger this beautiful and fl......

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...Botticelli takes a warm bath. Springtime in arcadia, The Grace chicks are a threesome. I tend to ignore the other stuff that's going on. For triplets they each have their subtle differences ......

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... Grook He who believes the world will end by fire, global warming and rising waters will prove a liar. Honest Anthropologist From his peers came a howl when a famous anthropologist c......

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...A conversation I had recently with a lady I just met. With Remembrance Day coming up - Lest we Forget…. Over a cup of tea She told me of her Dad Who was a Rat of Trobuk You know he didn’t t......

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...A macrocosm lucid gem mocks trainees and their ignorance -jalousies-American counseled coequals ...French innovators to state their belief, it ridicules directly it was smoked o'er, gotten t......

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...Italy has awesome snow-capped Alps, breathtaking sceneries that emit sighs; how majestic are the rocky Dolomites, how pretty are the undulating flowers! Italy is the country of many wonders, a......

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...It was a crisp day October 27th 1942 that's when my pop set out for WW11 right after my grandmother Nona gave birth to my dad orders arrived his job assignment was to protect the priest arch ......

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...Pronouncing gives me stress. With syllables to chance, could ‘monchielle’ be French? I feel I can’t advance, a poilu in a trench. Pronouncing gives me stress. Italians insist words like ‘mon......

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...Near the old docks in Genoa where old dwellings stand close together making streets narrow and families live is lived rather noisily, where women hang laundry to dry on small terraces or on window l......

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...The charming Lady Adler Irene; Was strangely nowhere to be seen; As revealed by this clear blanked out scene; Where those who knew her said she'd been, Where oft she did appear. That spl......

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...What have you done with my beau, I want take it to the show. What have you done with my beau, it time for you to go. What have you done with my beau; I want it back on the show. I like its style, it ......

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...It was a cool, overcast and windy Sunday afternoon in March 2014. We were about 50 miles from Paris, at my Grandmère’s (grandmother’s) farm. She lives in Paris, but she owns a Château and surrounding......

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...Ze French, they are haughty Kremlinites, vulgar, crude Le artiste charcoal sketches in the unvarnished nude Brits keep a stiff upper lip Pointy-shoed Italians think they are ......

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...Italians make pizza Scotties bake cake Russkies drink vodka Indians bathe in the lake Swiss craft chocolate Germans craft beer Saudis play golf now Brittney's been Spea......

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...They’re young, they’re beautiful, what’s up! Cheerleaders make many teenagers dream, We drink beer, it relaxes us, take time, It feels good to dream, but not like that. They’re beautiful; they’......

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