Mod Poems - Poems about Mod

... / "Like Open-Mic Explosions from the End of Language". ~ Chat-GPT / _____ Madmen leaked a rash of sky-blue puddle; fatally cloistered the hat-flu's hubble - To wit: - the h......

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... born with hair slightly wavy as summer sea's crest, Mom would treat it as her morning decor ritual--- ponytailed, pinned at the crown with zigzag of ribbons, braided two-ways, and god know......

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...Give me words of ancient wisdom, mod-words to ask Whys, weird words amping cerebrum, words that touch the skies.......

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...Argh... the bane of daylight savings time – November 3rd 2024 Hour hands clock back sixty minutes of Autumn round about same of month every year, what a bummer, an inconvenient truth diverged......

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...Mere mehboob, tumse hi toh sab hai, Tumse hai khushboo, tumse gulshan ka rang hai. Tere bina ye duniya veeraan si lagti, Tum ho toh har mod pe jeene ka ang hai. Tumse hai meri khushi, t......

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... The other woman I was not the other worldly one I was with sexy strut she came she did this is what I ghastly did with a ghoulish voice I spooked and thwarted no applause no I never did for......

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... ( Introduction: Open-Mic Explosions from the End of Language) Madmen leaked a rash of sky-blue puddle; fatally cloistered the hat-flu's hubble - To wit: - the half-time h......

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...Only the Real OG's will remember. All of these old movies are from back in the day. Some of you will remember and some of you won't have a clue of what I am talking about. Let's go down memory la......

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...Back approximately half my life ago dissociative disorder if qualified to self diagnose mein kampf psychological state... I lacked emotions where others concerned. That refrain replayed it......

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...Barbie and Ken, Barbie and Ken, They’ve been an item since Christ-knows-when. He’s not Kenneth Connor, he’s not Kenneth Clarke Just Ken in the daylight and Ken after dark. Ken’s a rôle-mode......

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...I take off my gloves, for I am warm All the while maintaining perfect form Appearances important, shop floor sheen Demonstrating interest, showing I'm keen But I'd love to just sit and stare J......

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...Heres a man trying to bridge, a route to sanity along a ridge' He's being hit.' with the same old twaddle' As his so called betters loudly squabble' I recall a board and stick' used 2020; they mu......

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...Yet each tuning fork Will only reverberate To like toned individuals Round faces Rejoice In their own presence Alone Succumb to the duality Embrace nothingness As waves break Oceans ......

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...When the bombers are in town, And soldiers daren't open fire Because the legal profession Is so readily there for hire With no win no fee basis, Always eager for a prosecution When a militar......

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...Manifestation of métier write As an indie alt rock'n tribe beck ha rolling stone dishabille poet, who views challenge of writing analogous to begetting an heir or heiress, which former includ......

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