Long Neapolitan ice cream Poems
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Trouble Comes In Three'sThey say that good or bad, things happen in 3's, are best.
The Christians know of the Trinity, Father, Son, and Holy Spirit, there is also the 3 wise men. 3 Monastic Vows (Poverty, Chastity, and...
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Categories:
neapolitan ice cream, allegory, word play,
Form:
Narrative
The Super StarHis name was John Manty,
Who hailed from a shanty
A shanty where slums;
Were not at all scanty.
He had a big dream,
Every day he used to scream
He was singing a nice song like;
Neapolitan ice cream…!!!
He wanted...
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Categories:
neapolitan ice cream, life, loss, musicday,
Form:
Narrative
Colour Me a SunsetCOLOUR me a SUNSET
A melting pot of rainbows spreads across the sky
As a child takes a paintbrush and presses...
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Categories:
neapolitan ice cream, beauty, creation, sky,
Form:
Free verse
Kisses and Ice CreamI eat chocolate ice cream,
then kiss and the heart
skip beats
a strawberry ice cream
later I nice kiss
how to dance tango.. is.
I sip Neapolitan ice cream
then I apply a kiss
make all right..
Degusto sips soursop
after a kiss
the thing...
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Categories:
neapolitan ice cream, adventure, allegory, allusion, analogy, emotions,
Form:
Light Verse
Modern Way To Make a Pass At a GirlSaid a modern young man
to a possible intended to be a
serious dating girlfriend:
Oh babe...I feel from afar
your delicious fragrance of
braised onion in
mom's frying pan...
You have the perfume so
mind-blowing as cheese
grated by grandma ...
You taste finer...
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Categories:
neapolitan ice cream, allusion, food, funny love, metaphor, poetry,
Form:
Prose Poetry
Sonnet II wonder why I long for city lights.
I wonder why I envy city life.
I wonder why I miss the starless nights,
when memories cut like a sharpened knife....
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Categories:
neapolitan ice cream, moving on,
Form:
Sonnet
Cry Cry Cry Whine Whine WhineCry cry cry whine whine whine mad mad mad sad sad sad
I do not answer the phone or the door, choosing to wallow.
I am deep I the world of depression, and nothing can get me...
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Categories:
neapolitan ice cream, depression,
Form:
Free verse