Lemony Poems - Poems about Lemony

...Cruel fate nixed our sites set for buying a hoagie Yours truly and the wife tended to some errands, which included going to the Limerick, Pennsylvania Citizens Bank for me to rectify an erro......

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...Pulchritudinous virtual crime pulled off without a cocked hitch delivered me back in the dark shadows and the underbelly of the web, where impossible mission to differentiate the outer limits ......

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... in the sunrise, my gaze is met by still morning dewdrops, blessings from His breath heart full of gentle, kindness never to neglect His love is filled with light, His grace oft refl......

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...Twenty years ago this month I was in Enid A. Haupt Garden, a manicured garden surrounded by two rows of saucer magnolia trees. The magnolious large, cup shaped flowers showcasing breathtaking displ......

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... though many men, (especially former Norwegian bachelor farmers from Lake Woebegone, - but one presently wedded to another female for not quite thirty orbitz around Mister sun) seek a booty cal......

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...sun’s cascade high spirits trees on a hill live lemony leaves untroubled by darkness inconsequential small world worries pandering to the depths the forest too bright and blithe to cry halle......

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...In the whirlwind of the wind, my soul also spins unyieldingly, On watercolor wings, the seasons carry me aloft, Through wrinkled fantasies, the heart's mistakes shatter, Waltzing in the whispers o......

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...[Verse] Fourteen years old So I am told Lately, she really shows it Except at meals She barks and squeals The time? It’s like she knows it [Verse] She sleeps all day Then wants to play Be......

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...Alas when love has birthed itself Under the star kisses of a lofting sky Luminous glittering streams From the lavender moon Swathed in orchids bloom Billowing upon your face In sheaves of gild......

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...Jack Sprat and wife Mary, lived in a glory of lemony, chiffon days; Like maroon birds keep on singing, until the sunset, orange phase. They were comfy and happy, like a picnic in lavish, ......

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...Please come join me in spirit if not in body... regarding my resumption of daily/mostly nightly constitutional I accompany my dark shadow... (small number of hours before edge of night, wh......

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...By George (burn hing* hard), I Shaw tried to be a stinking playwright offers his unsolicited tidbits as scene courtesy the following virtually staged philosophical insight. Arch back like......

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... Meet Him first, in prayers, then peace. Meet Him soon, in praise, sweetest praise. Meet Him last, when death silences the breath… then, in paradise, where His love will forever erase all the ......

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...I've lemony kiss, a sour clone circus clown, edges down -- lips stuck heart of stone, maroon, and alone, mouth from cave's depths, bar muddy muck, hands, feet, arms, legs ... their mind's are the......

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...Tommy Tucker was a youth of slight build, seeming younger than twenty, Which was Tommy's true age; like a lone, silver star, apart from the plenty. Tommy was well known for his great sing......

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