Long Guck Poems

Awakened and degenerated, I feel I am clashing somewhere 
The clouds appear and then depart, just another face amongst billions  
Millions of colors of the rainbow at one point I thought I was rare...

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The Shoodbe-Wouldbe,Tobe-gottabe, Wannabees
By M. Griswold
11252021

Lush and moist are those Shoodbe-Wouldbees.
Sticky with choice is the Tobe-Gottabees.
Mix them together just so and what do you have.
A Shoodbe-Wouldbe-Tobe-Gottabee's quick healing salve.

Tobe used in extreme cases of sour quotations.
Doctoring...

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Who knows what she thinks?

With a carryon in the bong,

we can all feel a fawn-
an elf or even a lawn,

choreograph the Kong,

won-ton the Chong...


We can all get along,

but with a wrong, 
we can’t rewrite the-

without...

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Seven half-naked men gather around the table
For a meal that is to me only foreign
They speak in tones of joy
Tones nearly obscure to my ears
But oh, so near
My eyes avert from my glance
Picking up a...

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Newcastle-upon-Tyne Dackel  was nine
                          He sniffed the breeze for...

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Where are my old white corsets
  Right next to your candy cigarettes

Hey! We didn't get today's edition of 'Grit'
  It's canceled. They use bad words now like 'Guck' and 'Spit'

Oh, and I can't...

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I test the gum
And the scum
That came from
So many feet
Scrape the blood
And the crud
Between mud
Smooshed on concrete

I sample spit
Ample birds***
All with a flick
Of the wrist
Coz I’m your local
Wearing bifocal
Antisocial
Sidewalk chemist

I run a lab
And own a...

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Glory prizes abound
when your heart shines like the sun.
But let's not get too gushy here.
Or cheesy. Or tacky.
Let's get real: you are your own best motor,
pluggging along towards a fostering joy.
These are facts not whimsies.
(I...

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Soft and smooth pearl skin, 
White, flawless of moon glow, 
Cheeks for me to caress, 
Gentle beauty to show. 
A hint of rosy flesh within her cheek, 
So tender, calling me to speak. 

In nervous...

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TEETH

Taking a dry lick
Over the smoke stain, guck,
Mouth forced wide as parched lips permit,
I marvel at my luck

For God’s sake, I still taste!
Even with barren limbs in stark tragedy
I’ve no toothache, bite only a bit...

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If that's what she did,
than trust me,
you're not under a lid,

she flipped it-

added pressure to admit ...

Characterization of the limitless,
shindig-less,
hard nosed,
pencil printed,
breaking of embarrassment,

getting others to care less,

but you never got to see the cherry...

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