Long Proverbially Poems

Please help yarn hexed door neighbor...

Yours truly pinned down by invisible 
vestiges of coronavirus and
getting attacked from angry plague 
of buttons, plus huge spools of yarn
grossly mistook me for human sock 
to seal and line...

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"But there's one thing I know                             ...

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A minor typo found this fanatic spell binding hound to resend a poem posse sub bully dashed off in a huff (past the hour) if nothing else than fur his spurt full of peace, bot...

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With baggage behind and baseless excuses why they were not the one
It was my first trial as lead council but I knew the case seemed proverbially dim
And if you asked me they had every piece...

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If at first you don't succeed
..try sucking something smaller than a seed
A change would make the rest good
Our company is known by the people we keep kept
passed all things, it me its a m, ust
putting...

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The unruly mob beat me to death 
In the dank filthy street,
Before the scaffolding had its chance
To snap my whiskered neck
Beneath the bone crushing force
- Of the proverbially,
(But still most certainly)
No less than lethal 
Terminal...

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My mother and I were close like mother a cat and her kitten
She was the most loving person, I knew those many years ago
My mother and I were close-even friends rather than trends
She was my...

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The political storm is gathering 
Election fever is at its highest pitch 

As Nigerians head to the polls
To exercise their franchise

In the mother of  all elections
The most crucial ever

Since the birthing of uninterrupted 
Democracy...

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Ye ancient land O’ bonnie hue
A bonnie haze on lochs of black
Divide the colour, take me back
To wash my eyes with Fall, imbue
The highlands with a McCulloch hand
Take me back to Autumnland

Softly, softly toes on...

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Terror reigns as fire from the sky
Signals more civilian patriots will die,
Even as seasoned diplomats feebly try
Putin’s in charge, and he’s not a nice guy.
Proverbially, someday in hell … he’ll fry,
When Righteousness hears Ukrainians cry
We...

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TO GET IT OFF MY BACK (TO LIVE)

To get it off my back, I write about this and that.
To get it off my back, I write about life.
To get it off my back!

To escape mania
To...

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Hidden treasures in my mind...
Cherished memories with you.
Some are easier to find
Mapped out on a print of blue.
Others are harder to recall
Although they are retained.
Despite this, I still love them all...
Inside my head - contained.
Maps...

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