Mudder Poems - Poems about Mudder

... In the shadows of my half-waked condition of terra firma- patronus renditioned, I mudder into your soil, snorkel into your swamp of inlet tributary, a flagellum personae , prosopopoeia explorae ......

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...The backyard area by the door for grass it always needed more to much shade from the mulberry tree and hungry rabbits like to feed When it rains shallow puddles formed and muddy was the ground the......

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...I pictured her milking an udder And it made my whole body shudder Then mum piped up, "Forget her, pup! She's bound to be some buddy's mudder!"......

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...Newfoundlanders can row, you should see some of'em go, when they puts a punt on a pond. But I don't like this mess, all this Race foolishness, I'd never seen so much goings on. If you wants to......

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...When all is lost and never to be found, My soul was taken without a mudder or sound I never thought in my years, i would see something so cold......

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...Bouquets, Grains of Wheat, and Other Love For two years there was one little boy, And though without a brother he "explored," Then in the spring in his grubby little hands, He would appear with......

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...Oi be nowt but an auld country hick, we a liddle bit of gall, an a lotta stick. Oi baint niver afeared to speak me mind, nor critizise folks harshly iffen Oi find zummit I don’t loik. Tis allus ......

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...Today’s the day. Our training is to be put on display. Upon each is a test of the heart. Guts to do it all from the start. Here we go over the first wall, subli......

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...A Kis RICHsTgPOOR CharlaXFabels 1one7three3 Do eye need a kis. Eye need a girl to kis. Eye have a girl that eye can kis. Eye have kis her in the rain. Eye have kis her in mye heart. ......

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...democratic choice obama or hillary rate a mate with them......

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...Train of Thought This is a poem about ideas how they come to us and leave us just as quickly just now as eye began this piece the train of thought has left me standing at the station in confusio......

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