Microwavable Poems - Poems about Microwavable

... Ponder the old pestles and mortars used at times in apothecaries, older drug emporium quarters. Some of the porous surface was shared by grinding both mortar and pestle ending up in medicine......

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...Her world is a paranoid marketplace. Fear is the zeitgeist and panic her shame. She’d married her psyche to a dog whistle pimp Who’d promised her he’d drain the swamp. And sure enough, he did. ......

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...Why am I so quirky when it comes to my daily routine? for I always thought these things could go unforeseen. Last night I pulled out a microwavable meal of cuisine, looked at the time......

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...There's this break room— Where I work, of course— That holds three microwaves, one refrigerator, a stove, and two vending machines. All cannot be younger than Five years at the earliest. This ......

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...Sitting in bed. It’s time for sleep, shower first. Three baskets of clean clothes, bedside. Cats' nocturnal sport rumbling across the wood floor, mother pouncing daughter, chasing rubber balls. ......

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...Grandma, You are the wise one of the family. You are the giver and doer, and true believer. You shape us, as we grow. You are there for the good and bad, and all the in betweens. You play parts, th......

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