Long Get stuffed Poems

A trunkful of recyclables patiently awaits,

(and cries out long day's journey into night,
no...not for Eugene O'Neill),
but rather being distributed
in their respective bins at Wegmans
Under the Elms

Dressed up in our Sunday finery,
(which attire frankly looks no...

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It's lovely outside, I think I’ll go knickerless today.
You don’t want to do that, you might get knocked down by a bus.
Why would that make any difference.
You always have to wear clean underwear when getting...

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She stays awake for hours, cutting Xs in the sprouts,
Then peels all the tatties, a ton or thereabouts,
Slicing and dicing parsnips is next up in the plan,
Chops up carrots and a swede, and put them...

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I took a chance and made some calls, cause home
Was on my mind. I knew late 2021 that things there
Wern't going fine. Of the calls i made one was to this
Guy, by the name of...

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Tickling their tummy's with tinkling bells that twinkle
sounds rumbling upon the roof of eight tiny reindeer
tangled lights and snow transforming a sparkling night
a flickering fire with sparks floating with loves desires

Casting a spell with dreams...

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Turkey
    Let's See

        Gobble
            Wobble

         ...

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Meat Market

They sit on window sills in Hamburg Amsterdam and many beautiful Cities

Legally ‘freed’ they take part in a shady economy of flesh lust and domination

Skimpy dress bare buttocks and bosoms with red light advertising...

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I didn't find PSoup,
no, PSoup found me
I was a poet from my birth,
just not the poet I could be
Before coming to PSoup,
I was a message poet with my own style;
the words I delivered
could make you...

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Can’t you see it is just me and mommy here?
Butt out.
It is bad enough I get stuffed back into this tiny confining fleshy
wrinkly ugly earth body, now I have to put up with the likes...

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I need to make some calls but I can't even use this phone of mine.
I live in a hick town and me and my neighbors have a partyline.
People are always squaking on their phones and...

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“I'm really fed up with my name” said the Gnat
that silent 'G's really a pain,
a complete waste of ink, just there hanging around,
from my point of view, what do I gain?”
“Hey, give it a rest”...

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The Queen released a long and weary sigh
Her cherished grandson, Harry, had jumped ship
He clearly did not understand just why
His fellow Royals are joined at the hip

‘Your destiny, dear boy, is to remain’
said Charles, his...

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We cry, 
For help, for attention, 
For an explanation we know we'll never get
For the loss of a dear one
Or even when we fall

We cry,
Our tears hit like bullets
Our eyes get red and puffy
Our noses...

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