Mitt Poems - Poems about Mitt

Quote: She was from the French side of town a red jolie He was from Italian blood, all fingers & thumbs, oh boy ! Mitten: I don't understand why you had to separate the fingers Glove: Because if I don't, they will start to (litigare)... fight, Mitten: but you know fingers are stronger...

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Minutes in, days out, I would succumb To an electric wave of heat: this once Tidy dress lined in cotton and quilt now appears Scratched like a hand-me-down cloth; My upper ribs tossed into a furnace While the sizzling smoke chokes this neck… Yet, Milady is not done with her slew of cuisine. She tightens my back amiably in...

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sliding my hand down and under my loose belt i felt OWWWW instead of OHHHHH cold hands don't make for a good lover...

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His dad gave him a baseball mitt Brand-new, a 'Rawlings,' a perfect fit The boy's face glowed with happiness and pride He hugged his dad tight, then went outside To play catch with his best friend He had to break that mitt in Make it softer, flexible and pliable He'd...

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Wistful Accursed Penniless Fate...God Dime Mitt! (neither defamation, nor blasphemy meant, sans Title) Despite ingestion of anti anxiety medications ferocious hellish onslaught pummels me aback finds resurgence of ghostly white implacable terror inducing panic attack cogs and wheels of psyche frenetically spinning alas and alack swallowed in...

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Who knew that our friendship would bloom Big enough to fill up a room When I close my eyes I see you standing In the most beautiful sunrise I don't feel like we hardly have to try Things with us just seem to fly I don't have to ask myself why I know together we will be able...

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One or two of us Were home on leave; For the rest of us, Christmas came by mail. Our callsign: Gunslingers. Our Military Transition Team Was embedded with The "Triple Deuce" Iraqi Infantry, For a year our home Was LSA Diamondback Mosul, Nineveh province, In northern Iraq A Team member's wife Gave us all Santa hats. I have an old photo Of us standing on top Of an old Iraqi...

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I voted for Barack Obama four years ago. If you're wondering if I'm going to vote for him again, the answer is no. Two weeks from now I'm going to vote for Mitt Romney. After watching the debates, he's the candidate for me. If Romney wins, he'll be a far better Republican than George Bush was. I hope that Romney...

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Comin' in, his names Mitt Romney Candidate Presidential Make a little wish and throw your savings in the well Say's he's gonna drag the US back but drag it back to what Back from the Economic brink or back towards the missing link Girls get in line for the kitchen sink Su Imigración solución? Hacer Ingles el lengua oficial...

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My father's Roger Maris mitt Was kept in perfect health. It showed no wrinkles no blemishes Nor flakes of skin. Its limber fingers were sheathed in leather, Its pocket was well stretched As it yawned with each breath. Bathed in linseed oil, It was a dark jersey cow As it slept like an oyster With a pearl cradled in its palm. My father's attention...

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When I first began I was quite a young man with hair as black as coal. No one could see direction but me For President I shall be. Today is the day I went Iowa's way They stand and cheer so proud I now have a chance to Political dance And wave to those in the crowd! I'm so handsome and rich Holding...

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If a body catch a body coming through the rye Prevent it falling off a cliff Or it will surely die If a body lose a body It could not deny If it knew it was not a body It would never cry...

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