Mavis Poems - Poems about Mavis

Illuminated golden cherry blossoms had slowly descended As the secret lovers and their wretched curse had ended. Their souls, through the essence of magic, finally ascended....

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- The Villanelle Of David Torment of Mavis’ Chill Autumn Night Plight- Mavis couldn't stop thinking about the chill burr, twas just so autumn of a night But she could never forget the frill Cold morning, Mavis was shocked by the freeze She found herself feeling rather light Mavis couldn't stop thinking about the crisp leaves Later, Mavis was spooked by a...

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Life without her would never be the same She was the loudest, proudest most endearingly brash sugar-sweet and pickle-sour five-foot-two, force to be reckoned with that anyone in Yell county had ever met I confess I was somewhat obsessed with Miss Mavis' hair as a child perhaps it was the fact that she was the only white woman I'd ever seen sporting an honest-to-Oh-My-Goodness Afro And her hair hadn't...

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Mavis was a party girl but a boor She's not welcome at parties anymore She causes people to yawn As she babbles on and on At twelve miles per...

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(a couple of war wives out the front of their houses) (Please note *** is cigarette and aye is yes) So whilst the golden fire displayed nature in her prime And oak trees stood proud and good in a regimental line Dancing silhouettes tinkered,creating a wondering swaying scene Mavis clad in rollers, upon her mop, she had chose to lean A...

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