Long Tipper Poems

"come on, get your coat off, its bloody ten too"
not even eleven and there forming a que
"just a barmaid" thats what they say
service with a smile, expected all day
we are more than just pint pourers...

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Like tipper tapping tiny feet toddling
I watched your mirriard of droplets 
stream down my car window
Night sky like the backdrop of a show
and the lightning strikes adding to the mood of the performance
where ordinarily it...

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By Sashi.Prabhu(zeauoxian0
(18th February 2012 nite at Kentucky shack on colva beach)
I was browsing through the menu and laid my eyes upon interesting cocktails and mock tails.
I snapped up the names with the blackberry camera and...

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I was browsing through the menu and laid my eyes upon interesting cocktails and mock tails.
I snapped up the names with the blackberry camera and wove them together to couplets.
Dedicate this one to my friends...

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I drove
A cab
Twelve hour days
Of sullen streets
Strangers
Wild kids
Bored cops
Pushing through
The clogged veins of the city
People and traffic everywhere
Moving
Searching
For
Something to buy
Or someone to own.

It was a summer
Of hot days
And slow nights
When I picked her up
I didn't...

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the season of blessings is season of rains,
showers from heavens for humanities gains, 
the rumbling thunder with the low flying clouds, 
with a crack of lightening blitzing aloud!

the tipper tapper then comes waltzing down tracks,
plants...

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Hope of hope, you are the right one.
At birth it's the color of flesh.
Today while waiting for the bus one mother was.
She was attractive but without her daughter or son.
She ask me how to get...

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A better gentleman there never was
Kind loving and generous man
Bon vivant and lavish tipper
Articulate, meticulous and dressed to the nines
Phoned his mother every Sunday religiously 
Never a bad thing to say about anyone

It was a...

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Once rice plants in golden
frocks danced on my lap. 
And I was proud.

Now the weeds dry my
veins.

Once reapers, bending like
the sickles, lulled me with
their bucolic songs. And I
 snoozed under the paddy
 fragrance.

Now I wake...

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Forced Tipping
Miracle Man
5/16/2023

I have always been a tipper,
amount based, service driven.
But in adding 20% to my meal,
it then becomes taken, not given.

When you’ve taken from me,
my independence of choice.
In essence you’re then guilty,
of stifling my...

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Some days are diamonds, some days are stone
Words from a John Denver song
It definitely applies to real life situations
A lot of things can surely go wrong

They say it depends on which side of the bed
You...

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There once was a flexible stripper
got her nipple caught in a zipper
the fabric flexed
but she was vexed
It got sawed off in the gripper

There once a one-nippled stripper
she lost her nip in a zipper
but she’s still...

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If you’re going to hug trees
you had best wear a shirt
having really long arms
knuckles dragged in dirt
surely won’t do much harm

If you’re going to hug trees
then you’d best not mind bugs
‘cuz sooner or later
they will...

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