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Leisure Time Poems - Poems about Leisure Time


Infinite Amount of Leisure Time
(described in ~thirty lines of rhyme) Might help explain how fruit full this harmless poetic brute, (a Methacton School of hard knocks grad), who sports astute demeanor with ample brew netted locks, vaguely androgynously cute, his trademark signature hirsute unstyled wavy hair tell tale characteristic, not that I care if anyone gives rats ass and/or hoot bummer attire acceptable since long unemployed and recipient with meager loot receiving social security disability to...

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Categories: leisure time, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Enclosed Rhyme
Inordinate Amount of Leisure Time
Might help explain how fruit full this harmless poetic brute, (a Methacton School of hard knocks grad), who sports astute demeanor with ample brew netted locks, vaguely androgynously cute, his trademark signature hirsute unstyled wavy hair tell tale characteristic, not that I care if anyone gives rats ass and/or hoot bummer attire acceptable since long unemployed and recipient with meager loot receiving social security disability to boot, nonetheless can while away unlimited numbers of...

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Categories: leisure time, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Political Verse



Premium Member Scrabble Mania Takes a Turn
I was playing competitive scrabble with my cousin the other day when I suspected my anagram practice was getting in my way. was it helping or hurting? Frankly, it was difficult to decide. Taco-cat spelled backwards and forwards helped me to rapidly turn the tide. She took my best spot, which was going to give me 146 points, I was...

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Categories: leisure time, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Leisure Time
Happy as a dream Blues skies perfect picnic smiles Leisure stay teasing...

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Categories: leisure time, happy, spring,
Form: Haiku
My Leisure Time Well Spent
When I was a young boy, The radio would blast in my ears… I would cheerfully sing along to a new song… Those memories come back to me like waves approaching me I sang along with my mother by my side She’s the driver and I’m on the passenger seat… In other words, I called “shot-gun!” first I prize these recollections and...

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Categories: leisure time, grief, growing up, happiness,
Form: Free verse




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