Maximus Poems - Poems about Maximus

“The Road to Maximus and Winter’s de-Reckoning” Winter pulled me into Her like I was Her new season and cooly stroked my fevered skin like the contours of my body were the finest Lotus silk an expensive treasure never seen before nor felt She curled into the shaded Summer fox hollows of me and walked nonchalantly without a care...

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Move your gluteus maximus, friend Exercise is an important trend When you get older it may help you bend On Pilates, you can so depend Very little money you will have to spend This advice I readily defend And it will help your ailments mend This might also your lifetime extend....

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“May I fondle your gluteus maximus milady?” “Why you certainly may, my good sir” “A bucket like yours with such voluptuous curves Starts me tingling and me motor to purr” “Let us meander behind that tree over there We can let our sweet passion flow Bid a farewell to our inhibitions so to speak And share in the light of love's glow” “Now...

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“May I fondle your gluteus maximus milady?” “Why you certainly may, my good sir” “A bucket like yours with such voluptuous curves Starts me tingling and me motor to purr” “Let us meander beyond that tree over there We can let our sweet passion flow Bid a farewell to our inhibitions so to speak And share in the light of love's glow” “Now...

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Complexus-Syntaxus-Maximus Complexity-Syntaxity Ezra Weston Loomis Pound Flamboyant expression Poetic modernity new. Seeking no rifacimento Onomatopoeia Confusing readers so Intricate verses make us blue. Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved November 22, 2014 (Double Dactyl)...

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The student sits in third row last chair His foolish words of attention are blurted everywhere He understands not the value of listening For he seeks laughs and howls for the teacher’s off>< pissing Until finally the day of teacher student conflict The teacher enquires of the student’s gimmicks Young man confronting the joker for all to hear Your gall for...

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I arrive at my job site 1-1 1/2 hours early every work day as a rule generally. I relax on a public bench with my container of coffee while I psych myself to prepare for the day's hard work ahead of me. A magnificent Rottweiler was being walked as I sat there one morning.. My first thought...

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“May I fondle your gluteus maximus milady?” “Why you certainly may, my good sir” “A bucket like yours with such voluptuous curves Starts me tingling and me motor to purr” “Let us meander behind that tree over there We can let our sweet passion flow Bid a farewell to our inhibitions so to speak And share in the light of love's glow” “Now...

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Man you a wizard warlocking written to spellbinding spoken word. Jargoning prolific prophetic like the bible real truth. I'm xeroxing you so x-ray this diagonally Awe inspired me like Edgar Allan Poetically Your magic wand sleight of hand transform to a mic. Hand quicker than the eye trick. You the spoken word godfather - whose Hawking pen spit out A magical abracadabra...

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There is a spirit that watches over you In the daylight hours, and nightime too. You may not think that they are there But there is a way to make you aware. I learned the name of my angel a long...

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