Jumpsuit Poems - Poems about Jumpsuit

...In Memoriam: Owen the Pheasant Lost at an auction in Vermont betwixt a first edition Anna Karenina and a bitter divorcée named Ruth. There once was a pheasant named Owen, whose pluma......

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...In colors he bloomed, with a big red nose, He chose the job where laughter grows. There he stood in rounded boots, With a grin of mischief and playful hoots. Dressed like a child, his costume......

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...My whole life I knew a man who hates everything. Who had a distaste about anything, Even the do-nothings and do-somethings said to anyone, Because he hates everyone, So this tale of hate has a......

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...He is looking so cute moving around in his orange jumpsuit The cops are pulling him around, taking him to where destiny is bound But he was not ready to go and abandon the popular show, it has appe......

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...we are now seen as disgraceful deplorable, terrible, unacceptable the leaders of the other countries are laughing we are allowing a convicted felon a person with no integrity who makes fun of pe......

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...Can I ask you something? Yeah, sure. Would you say I’m the tear the clothes off sort of woman. What sort of clothes are we talking about. Any clothes. Does that include that leather ju......

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...See them walking around the city in unbridled fashion that makes them feel jittery, soft and loose in their custom-made jumpsuit; they went shopping in high heels shoes wearing perfume that you could......

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...Ask is love blind, or deaf or dumb, still kind. At eleven, what hypnotizes me - Imagining perfect, like braids entwined, His eyes always on mine; and all is glee. Wide smile on scr......

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...the sun was fixed in the sky like a fugitive in an orange jumpsuit radiating anger. the evergreen forest was shedding to carpet the steeled winter earth. pinecones and needles in a mosaic of br......

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...Variations On A Theme... of hodgepodge strewn helter skelter wonky inviting reader to mentally swelter. Ach'n (ache Ken and burn'n) kickstarting existential and proverbial struggle me species......

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...I’m awoken every morning with the yapping of birds Perhaps the only exhortation to swell and spread my buds For sundry to see, to digest whatever meal I serve For this day like any other, differe......

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...The gavel slammed its judgement down On my impassioned plea, Doomed to run-on sentences Served concurrently. My term began an infinite jest, Time after time, time without rest. On and on, again......

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...There was a time when I was young, My cousin Glenn and I, Did fall in love with one young man, Whose face and form were fine. He had a twinkle in his eye, A movie star like smile, And it was ......

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...Do you want me to play music? This is a teacher who obviously does not write much. I was giving them silent thinking time for the thinking-writing activity I had assigned to them. I am horrified,......

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...Our car must wonder why the heck It isn’t being used. Cosmetics in my make-up drawer Are equally confused. My pocketbook forlornly sits, Sure it’s been left behind. My brand-new jumpsuit in t......

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