Living Hand To Mouth Poems - Poems about Living Hand To Mouth

...This December 17th, 2024... alternately titled: a literary retrospective when holiday times living hand to mouth in Penn Valley fraught with slim pickings and yours truly felt utterly miserable th......

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...Where art thou unknown spellcaster? If in fact such a female and/or male exists an insufferable existence clamors for surcease against riptide of ineradicable anguish. Living hand to mouth f......

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...Red hot chili pepper poker face... Born that way angry antithetical mailer daemon when... all of Christendom bows their collective talking heads in supplication, a temporary truce and reprie......

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...Land sakes alive what you been into child. The sun is hot but the wind is mild. My nose itches, Someone’s coming with a hole in their britches. Haven’t seen you in a coon’s age. A hooting and......

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...The MP and the Gardener She works for an M.P. who claims expenses Gardener cuts grass, digs ponds and mends fences The MP gets much more than he really needs The gardener digs a hole lovingly p......

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...I used to hear the shouting on my landing late at night smell the stench of trash and poverty twas not a pretty sight I used to hear kid's mothers as they called them in for tea women who wore ......

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...Hi there new born baby, welcome to your life, Off to work tomorrow, mother’s got no choice, Your at the teats, sister’s slung around her back, Ten hours in the field, gathering god knows what, Sh......

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...Rags To Threadbare Tatters... (a true “FAKE” story how Mein Kampf - chill as hoary frost – and totaling lacking glory.) A woeful disgraceful cautionary tale stitched from the barest thre......

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...I'll drink to that, three sheets in the wind, the Booze cruise Drinking like a fish, kicking the bucket a fine kettle of fish, beyond the pale. A fish o......

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...Rolled about a bit I’d say Since Nell and I first met Denver down to Old Fort Lauderdale Flatland fever hit one day and Drowning in our sweat Mountains pulled us up a dusty trail Cut down t......

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...Saying your a rodeo rider Makes it sound so much fun But living hand to mouth I assure you isnt fun at all Make sure your timid horse Is well fed and warm Your second in this pecking order Keeping w......

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...driven from the boonies, from the sticks, from the countryside & into the heart of the cities where the pulse thumps against the brain soothing the heart simultaneously with the guaranteed promise o......

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