Lubrication Poems - Poems about Lubrication

... The Wicked Witch was Tin Man’s fantasy He'd never seen such a beauty as she It rained and his joints seized Left poor Tin Man quite peeved Every step that he took was misery... They st......

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...As a mortal man of threescore and five years... I bore witness and/or assimilated, gleaned, and nursed implacable thirst for knowledge courtesy reading factual narratives, historical fiction, o......

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... Ratchet Gentrification Sneaky Dislocation A People Sank Deeper Into An Abyss of Desperation No Lubrication.... In Summation.... Screwed... Without Consideration of The Deprivation of Una......

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...If it's not organic it's not sexy and probably not all that amusing either. If it's up and down bipolar movement with arms versus legs, it's Yang male energy, and potentially horned up and/......

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...Ill suited for madcap twenty first century world One garden variety generic male - the very writer of these words feels akin to an anachronism, whereby his being alive at this juncture within t......

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...Some of those closest to me are concerned my poetry does not rhyme every time. I do not complain, but try to explain that total symmetry is not important to me. The meaning of a verse is......

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...I spent my day shopping for rubies for my Mommy who wished to mate misheard though because I was small asked for boobies instead for her date the vendour asked me how many I replied ......

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...Enough of golden daffodils, romance and paths not taken Let's lend poetic airing to a subject quite forsaken. An opportunity's emerged to give a little plug To that much lambasted creature called ......

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...Genuinely! I've not been the most frequent on this pen But there are men and women, boys and girls That have used it to walk on the shores of emotions, Showing conviction to inspire an evolution......

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...We are what we are or are we? what if we are not like a drought like a fish on a bike like a fleeting thought like a drain plug where water never flows like lubrication for non moving parts ......

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...True love was once a distant fantasy An affection based on a fallacy A theme for movies and stories A thirst for the rejected and lonely A self-conscious boy, I lived A vicious world around me......

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...Aghast at explosive industrialization/ urbanization once sacred wild woodland whittled away overlain bumper crops comprising trappings green lighted supposedly signaling progress unwittingly ove......

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...Floating gentle on the wave only felt within the brain hidden from the sight of those wondering why the need exists a delightful fuzz that consumes agitation of the mood always there beyond t......

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...She is a beauty her curves are sweet I polish her each and every week I love to turn her on and her motor runs just fine When I stick my key into her ignition My battery ignites my spark plugs ......

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...The big 'R', do you actually know what you're doing To our week nation, Absolute panic stations, feckin banter deflation, endless duration Eternal damnation the foundation, our country's creation.......

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