Nards Poems - Poems about Nards

...Speeches peaches, Just like leeches, Sucking my blood, Sucking my nards, It’s really hards, Just like a rock, They’re in my sock!......

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...where were wits when what witheld was wisdomless? In foolishness the nards were misinform,yet they cried for freedom in uniform. Should we title this act of foolishness as creativ......

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...The smell of the blue sky, the sound of a hole to think and make sense is not my role Watch as a couch contemplates death listen as a squid tries to make breath I don't know why I know not why ......

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