Long Footsies Poems

Hand In The Cookie Jar

The word is out, the waiting suspense is over...
Over here in this small young democratic country...

For quite some time, in this Bolehland of endless possibilities...
There has been fascinating accounts of financial...

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I love you better 
than Cookies and Cream,
my lifelong favorite

more than seas playing footsies
with shore clams
in cuddly tropical sands

The warmth of enticing Caribbean 
soothing waters
          ...

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a flick of the hair    head tilt-
a little coquetish smile          a teasing question
all part of the flirting game

tickling    winking ...

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Every planet in our solar system
Rotates in an anticlockwise direction
Except Venus which insists on being different
Always one has to be the exception

About 75 acres of pizzas are downed
In America every single day
Probably chow down about...

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if it's just lust


if it's just lust
no one goes bust
...then throwaway the rose
and prose
the idle stalk
and blank talk
playing footsies
and tootsies
shaken
and baking
in the oven
of shadow loving ...
find your knees
to please

if it's just lust
no one goes bust
give...

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Our lives together started off rather well
So tender is your splendid heart
I hold you so close as you are so dear
We've had many adventures together
We experienced our first encounter
With love that first fine weekend
We went...

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Food, food, glorious food
Eating is such a wonderful thing
No matter what time of day it is
Wolfing down makes my dear heart sing

Why I get out of bed each day
The smell of bacon frying away
Follow my...

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her hair
wisps of copper filament
like sea fans on deep pillows
spread out above duvet
broken silhouette 
from bed warmth venting
reluctantly, with lidded eyes
fighting blue-black cold as
I arise and shake off 
clinging hands of sleep
clumsily I make water
playing...

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Food, food, glorious food
Eating is such a wonderful thing
No matter what time of day it is
Wolfing down makes my dear heart sing

Why I get out of bed each day
The smell of bacon frying away
Follow my...

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So here I go, back to the sillies
Jumping in with both my footsies
Clear the decks, full steam ahead
Hope I don't hurt my tootsies!

The world's my oyster as they say
I don't like that incantation
Think I'll use...

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if you go down to the streets today
beware of the frozen ground
if you go down to the streets today
you're sure to go slippin' around

for all the snow so pretty last night
has gathered there and turned...

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Butterbrickle ice cream in a sparkling Waldorph crystal dish.
You~feeding it to me on a long, silvered spoon, is my fondest wish.

Our shoeless feet with socks, shamelessly play footsies on the shiny, 
black and white. polished...

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Tap tap tapping tickle toes
whose toes are those
caught in the throes
of Jimmy Choo’s canker toes?

Pigeon tootsies, pointy footsies
wiggly wonders, buckled under
piggies crossing over and under

All in the name of . . . 

STYLE!!

Legs appear longer,...

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     A San Francisco Haiku Quartet



           Oh San Francisco
           Beat poets...

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I'm haunted by this image of someone
With a smile that lights up the room
Colorful teeth that are so enticing
Often seen riding a broom

Skinny legs knees meet in the middle
Big footsies the size of canoes
Hair like...

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I'm haunted by this image of someone
With a smile that lights up the room
Colourful teeth that are oh so enticing
Often seen riding a broom

Legs with knees meet in the middle
Big footsies the size of canoes
Hair...

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Maybe I asked him to rape me
the first time in the bushes
hiding from one adult and others
prison kids do some mean things

playing footsies I sent an invitation
not knowing exactly what he was in for

neither did...

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