Long Mannish Poems

It is if she had wrote the narrative to my life.
A foolish man she made me: me thinking
that I could exist until then< the day
we meet and have the right words to put
our future into...

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woman to man
man to woman
always attractive part of nature,
inseparable infatuating power

the woman has natural intention to beautify her for
seen to unseen,
real to imaginative dream,
spoken or unspoken
the important roles of masculine mind

the woman, seems to me,...

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The man when born
and die,
In ruefully and
spiritless sigh,
And in middle of his
youth, he uproar,
Again and again
loath, with roar,
In this fiery
arrogant ways he
astonish,
His vitality and
humanity of mannish,
In this mid of
couple years he
repercussion,
And made a blast of
hatred...

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 A Wise Woman

They say a wide woman should build her house, but what about the piggish man with mannish mannerisms? He’s filled with doggie treats and dogma. Ladies, let me give you the T...

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While looking for Viagra
with passion on its brink,
I dropped the little box of pills
they all went down the sink

Now on the pack it clearly says,
40 minutes take to work, so I
was keen to find them...

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The roosters are clamoring for attention again, big, bold, mannish and bad.
Putting up such a male ruckus, all about themselves, the hens are mad.
The hens form a Baby-Making Brigade, everyone joins, that was ever sad.
Even...

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Come fly with me in sweetshop dreams
throw caution’s doubt into the wind
laugh your face to pleasured lines
come board my plain and simple need..
oh let our bodies shed their gloom
see there.. before us distant laid
a flushed...

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It's wonderful~how some women's 
shoes are delightful and feminine.
Yet women dress more and more
like men each day.
It's very sad in the USA, to watch
femininity quickly pass way.

Why wear pretty underwear inside
while dressing Paul Bunyan on...

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Thank you
Keith, Ernesto, Kristin and Diane
Thank you christopher and beyond
I love this soup
Richer than St Elizabeth cow peas
Mannish water or pepperpot
Poetry.com was a bubble in my history
Burst now
I love this family,
O Deborah what a gift
What...

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is it a terrible thing that one of the most memorable moments in my life is standing on a streetcorner in a european capital city listening to some dude in a fedora play a bob...

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Absent mind

Before birth was I alive?
A question to mind.
Answer of it I can declare
If was not alive who lived my life!
May be I were mixed with wind
Gently roaming in vacuum to find kind
If were in...

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A dreaming-to-be-blonde brunette 
Psychologically caught in a drag net,
Her forced-upon nickname “You Cant!”
And she’d wished she were a debutante!
The further-taunted-about-her-sibilant 
And mannish manners, not mildly militant… 

Then, one day they started their plant
 And she...

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Abused and mauled by filthy loveless hands,
Devoured by baseness, wickedness and shame,
A victim, slave to selfish fools’ demands, 
With freedom kept on paranoid restrain.
The mannish-child has crushed the sweetest rose,
And, cheerful, tears off butterfly’s soft...

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