Long Dollies Poems

I am playing with my dollies
And my princess pram all pink
I'm nearly 5
A big girl now
No more nappies
Or plastic pants
I think

I outgrew the potty
When I was only three
My mum says it's because I am brave
Now...

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{ emo music inspired poem }

ELEPHANT WOMAN 

She is Elephant Woman 
you cannot hide from her
in houses of brick or glass or 
lined velvet curtains
whether it sits on Signal Hill
or in Newlands bourgeois class 
cannot...

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Julie had never been one to partake in

Girly things, dollies and frills

Julie was one of those tomboy like girls

Who looked out for adventurous thrills

She loved riding bikes, down the hill at high speed

Screaming loud with...

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living with a ghost is easy
sometimes scary
       a bit hard on the nerves
               at times...

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Polly Pleasance was seven years old, like the decade soon is going;
She had so many pretty dollies, like deep purple pansies, showing.

Polly took care of her dear friends, for love's always taken seriously;
Buying doll clothes...

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Dollies, doilies and daisies are not akin to a painting in a suitcase

Turtle trumpeters. The chopping capabilities of the large carnivorous cheese plant. Their leaves dripped with blood. Why run of two live jet streams...

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There is an echoing whispering amongst the trees,
A deadly chanting’s whistling, of disembodied voices
Calling upon the living to beware, for you are entering
A no man’s zone, turn from here humanity,
Dare not enter look away in...

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I saddened to see the merciless scene daily,                           ...

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Bring out the red balloons
and the dancing baboons
get that water slide ready
‘n’ where’s Tim’s old teddy
someone turn the music up
who pissed in my tea cup!
put those gifts right here
thank you Mary, my dear
shit!, look at...

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In my grandpa’s field I stand midst rows of grain
 whose gray-green blades stir softly in the moaning wind.
A night chill permeates my skin.
I look down at my arms and legs and realize
I’m a little...

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William walks the Thameside path 
to skirt the Whitecross public house
beside the bankside boats
some covered by their winter canvas coats 
and strewn with planks and dollies
some sitting on their two-wheel trolleys 
waiting for the spring...

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Oft' I have mused about what I would do should I win a ton of clams.
(Of course I'd take my wife's sage advice and avoid the usual scams!)
After taking care of my family, I'd take...

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Her shadows' printed on the wall
at Aushwitz and at Buchenwald
She stares out of the Holocaust
with vacant eyes, forever lost
She's traveling the "Trail of Tears"
She falls behind but no one hears
In Vietnam a rain falls down
in...

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Since July the elves and reindeer, even Mrs. Claus have been on Santa's back!
(Al Gore's prediction of meltin' snow nearly caused him to have a panic attack!)
It seems that try as he might, Santa encountered...

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Lying still on the class room floor,
brown paper for a bottom sheet.
All the children were gathered round
and my outline was complete.

A cookie cutter girl was I
in bright black paten leather shoes;
with a gathered skirt, puffy...

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Southside Sunset
Poverty stricken pink, purple, orange incognito 
After chasing down the poor paleta man and taking his stock of Paletas de Limon
The Fantastic Four, always together
grabbed up their baseball bats and mitts
And left me,
“Stupid Girl”
To...

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Throb, throb, throb goes the beat
The earth sings beneath our feet
Age old tales it sings aloud
Of man's journey through the earth and clouds
The earth knows all, the songs and tales
Of mankind, without fail. 
Mother earth...

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My dream is taking me back-  back to my old home,
the room that was mine is now faded in time;
torn curtains are blowing in the wind while I roam.

In the open window-  I...

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Time was running out, Christmas Eve was drawing nigh!
The elves had worked day and night since early in July!
To meet Santa's toy-making schedule, there must be no slack,
To ensure there were plenty of goodies for...

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A violent scene lay before me
Huddled in death, there’s Ella, Mary-belle, everywhere I could see
Swollen tongues, sunken eyes, frail bodies strewn in the hot powdery dirt,
I sniff the sharp stench of death, I catch my...

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A boy can drop everything for girls, his initial joy,
kissing lips, most now only playing, quickly run, 
some take upsets very weakly except you, Zebulon.
		~//~
T he little boy always brought his toy truck
H e had...

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My dream is taking me back-  back to my old home,
the room that was mine is now faded in time;
torn curtains are blowing in the wind while I roam.

In the open window-  I...

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There was a scrumptious new boy in town.
We Seniors were agog, 
He went around the square twice 
On a Saturday night

In small town USA in the middle of America
In 1969, this is tantamount to announcing...

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Time was running out, Christmas Eve was drawing nigh.
The elves had worked day and night since early in July!
To meet Santa's toy-making schedule there must be no slack,
To ensure there were lots of goodies for...

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'Twas time once again to saddle up for the annual world tour,
Another flying trip around the earth that they must again endure!
"I'm a-gittin' too old fer this flyin' business!" declared Prancer!
"That fat old man is...

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