Longhaired Poems - Poems about Longhaired

...TRIM ERIC Two longhaired lads went to the barber The one with one ear showing was Eric Yet some resentment he might harbour If his haircut style was thought esoteric The one with one ear sh......

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...The final frontier – post consciousness as imagined by cogent, fervent, intelligent, lucent, occident, reticent, and uneminent nonestablishmentarian. The following disquisition initially des......

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...The Rodents’ Bane Sphynx cats jinx rats A Most Unlikely Scenario Shorthairs court bears Cat Catalogers Shorthairs sort wares When Cats Go Formal Bombay Prom Day Tranquil L......

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...Once we had it all, I had a nice raven-haired girl, took her three kids on all happy families. Guess I did love you, were we really soulmates? Yet you were never a goth, never understood that side......

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...60's Child I found myself at the tail end of childhood then, Coming out of its long sunny sleep; The days and nights of pleasures, terrors, wonders Strung together to make up the pitted landsca......

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...LONGHAIRED GIRL I'd like to take you. Stay with me, and let me feel your flowing hair, and look into your flashing eyes to see if love just might be there; to feel you pressing in the night wit......

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...moi Moulded bred crusty Summers vino severed tie Auld Stinking Bishop Ma Shiny new sunspot Shadowed by Misses Meaner Clouded spineless imp Pa Longhaired lout cuddles Pints fizzing ale gentl......

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...Few times of the year are as glorified as this. It is the Sabbath of Litha, the summer solstice. Just two hours before dawn in the dark of morning, among the witches gathered is a pretty thing. With ......

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...Cats have always been with me each in their own way has run my house, has run my life, and worried me when they strayed. White cats like Alice’s Snowdrop or striped tigers like the Cheshire ......

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...I conclude my statements were true I rearrange my thoughts in the sky I build all that madness I’m going through I rearrange the truth with a lie Tired, I walk along my memories Desperately tr......

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...As time drug on, as it always does at stop lights, a longhaired rustic man banged on my window. I thought he looked homeless with his long scruffy beard, but he really drove the bus parked right......

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