Lisps Poems - Poems about Lisps

... A threadbare sigh relentlessly lisps while he begs with twilight for inner calm; Dear life...he is just a young man, wobbly feet wanting to run away from unknown gr......

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.... "'twuz this close" certainly y'all indulgerz uv mine write with telepathy knowz ......

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... love … a crutch for you but you wear it like a Prada suit matching handbag, of course, to keep your toys in … (mostly men … alphabetically) six-inch Blahnik stilettos for crushing egos wit......

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...Tiny phonograph with a small turntable, Her child toy that lights up her eyes. As it spins and turns with its now blurred label., It plays the songs in Mother Goose guise. She becomes mesmeriz......

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...I miss you I miss your eyes looking into mine; you see my imperfections and love me anyway I miss the fire you set to my soul when you kiss my lisps I miss your touch ......

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...cataract both eyes, grandpa could not read news, grand daughter six, offered to read him the Times, she not only read but also gave her views, her lisps of names and events were so sublime, end o......

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...In open playing fields on muddy ground, little fight amongst us children abound. Petty things would spark arguments to fight, sans reason so hard to say who was right. Friends suddenly stop t......

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...Coyness Sheep for pets, I wimp amidst a modest plain of bushy regrets whose leaves of character abandon its tenuous grasp of reality upon that ......

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...Martial epigram translations Epitaph for the Child Erotion by Marcus Valerius Martial loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Lie lightly on her, grass and dew... So little weig......

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...Lucy lisps, Lucy lisps Lucy's tongue is in a twist Saucy Susie sang a song Silly Susie sang it wrong Slinky slimy slippery snakes Hisses kisses to their mates Stoats stay stoic on the sand Whi......

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...The way I see it the world’s gone wrong I have had this notion Since the day I was born! I move about on my fours And mum has to do all my chores! From where I crawl It is my view T......

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...Our house is abuzz With Me, Bella and Jess And Mummy is all delight “Dad’s coming home tonight! “ The Cake has been made The table has been laid Candles are alight Dad will be home tonigh......

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...Birds cackle overhead in the grey mews as wind lisps around the dead children held in the arms of ancient wisened trees Whispers jump from raindrops while my eyes flirt with imagination © 41 ......

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...Hobbies are for losers, and habits are hobbies for the poor, But hopping into heaping piles of rubbish is haute couture. What’s in, ladies and gentlemen, is what we want thrown out, But not to o......

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...in the rusty tide animating bones of deluded gods reaching for the lie etched on eroded steles in dead lisps licking flames of seers tossing guts filled with blue and red fascists infecting the......

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