Long Hoovers Poems

Some may say grand dragon others grand wizard either or it began in 60s everything was a bit chaotic the death of John f Kennedy Bobby Kennedy pope John XXlll my birth and Martin Luther...

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Mothers pride. 

Part one. 

"He never sees the light of day 
Or ever cuts the grass, 
He lies in bed all day 
Or just sits on his fat arse." 

"The toilet seat is never down...

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The cactus hoovers like a bully daring to be touched.                         ...

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Bath City football club is an embarrassment to Bath
Most people ain't heard of them the ones who have laugh 
Their aim and ambition is to be what they are 
And that's like dreaming you're a...

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Little adobe house on 160 acres
She grows flowers. I grow corn
Tomatoes, watermelon, etc.
Peace, love, hope, and joy
Grow themselves

Porch faces orange blazes
Draped over the rugged Mules
And a barn owl hoovers over
An old water tank with a...

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He appear to be a ladd of maybe 9 yrs. old.  It's Friday, as our troop's prepared to move
out unto enemy territory, and then KABOOM!!...he becomes a suicide bomber.  WOW! face-
less at such...

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Watching the Perseids 

Each year August eleven to thirteen 
We fly through a cloud of comet dust
In those few days 
Watching skyward patient in the dark
Shooting stars can be sporadically seen
Without warning and at random...

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Little Santa Helpers

Santa has outsourced his services to child labourers from Bangladesh they
                      ...

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Sometimes some lost and lonely housewife I know well and knew put glossy
lip stick on and subtle pastel shade mascara plucked his brows and shaved
the pits of desperation the dust and grime the secretive desire...

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Zoomanity

Ponderous pretense 
blindsiding any ability to cope, to hope, the 
fabric of reality gropes, worn 
Torn, promises shredding like swilly alibis	
Hoovers and fakers 
backing into their mangled apocalypse,
can only stammer and stare
Movers and shakers denying...

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Whether working wallabies would weave waved warm wafers or whether wallpaper would wear walls is two times a question really. It is rational to assume that an ass jacket would dart over a yak and...

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Dimple dash dalmatians speak mostly in monosyllabic format. Barking once or twice is an overlay. A symptom of subjecting the subconscious flow to tune...

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Dimple dash dalmatians speak mostly in monosyllabic format. Barking once or twice is an overlay. A symptom of subjecting the subconscious flow to tune into remarks made by flying bull carriers. When accompanying a large...

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There is a little bird that sings sad songs in her tiny wicker cage,
Her prison is situated against the side of a cold flint napped wall,
My heart and my thoughts understand how miserable and alone...

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Blue faded.
The same horizon, the same clouds
changed by brushes from an impressionist painter.
The lavender sky blushes 
and the crest of the cheery trees beams
as the wind hums, enticing belated bumblebees.
Twigs rattle waking a little shepherdess...

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Butterfly Kisses

I am here strolling in the cool wood
as I take a seat drinking in nature
I espy some movement in the boxwood
going over to look I see a feeler

There to my delight by chance
is a...

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