Miscalculate Poems - Poems about Miscalculate

...I thought I saw a nasty cat! I did. Oh fancy that! Sylvester I must tell you, You're a very naughty cat! I also have to say That you are terrible at maths! You miscalculate your aims That's w......

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... His love lights the soul with silent echoes, whispers of assurance His love sings to hearts with melodic waves of joy bright hues caressing darkest nights hel......

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...The London Zoo set up a date But didn’t quite anticipate The male, once locked in with his mate, Would do much more than dominate. The keepers, thought they did await This tiger union, were to......

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...Mistress Lana thinks she is my Central Committee guru sends her greetings to the downtrodden masses she's downtrod a bit of real estate in her day ground under her boot heel investment swindlers......

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...After the Vietnams and the Me Leis Steel skull Stone eye Blooming jungle rot Itching on the crotch Jack scratches the trigger of his M14 Kisses the golden egg And throws like the Babe. Jack i......

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...They say that happiness is the key, to the best things out of all that we see. They are in constant pursuit, of the mystery that keeps them smiling, forgetting any bad they go through everyda......

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...How Very Often We Miscalculate Things How very often, we miscalculate things, How very often our fear spoils everything, How often, we predict too heavy rains, Which ......

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...Cracked mirror reflects my hate. It sees how far I miscalculate. Trepidation at my fingertips. Dry cracked and bleeding lips. Involuntary act of aggressive passion. Cloaked in viral gaudy fash......

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...First, an uneasy silence, then a definite maybe; I hope it's just tipping the first domino for me; perhaps I misunderstand, so I won't miscalculate; she might not g......

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...Please read this and think of where there would be A rhyme Bless the confessed embodiment of angles on earth Hear them sing with voices of pure harmony Embrace there presence with reverie a......

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...I can’t walk out on this feeling, Cigarette burns phantom-project onto The backs of my hands like leprosy, Hackles rise on the nape of my neck, Ghostly pliers wrench my fingernails out, Drip......

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