Nectarine Poems - Poems about Nectarine

.... i know'z I did spill that iz 'bout hern reflection deep in the horse mirror her cheval lost in her b......

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...Dr. Foster lived in old fashioned London, and was content to stay there; As red roses are content being caressed, by the wind from everywhere. Dr. Foster loved his daily routine, like the......

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...Cinnabar remittance ailerons squall federal cobblestones. Lank alpine squint modest. Nectarine grimace, cloys toothsome. Coiffure chain rod composure anemic, primogeniture Swedish cotton murk optics......

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...Sandra Hall was a college student, like experience gained from learning, Living in the house of her parents; with love like red, fall leaves returning. Sandra was in her final year of sch......

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... I was despondent that I had to leave them. Moving two thousand miles away, it was unlikely that I would ever see them again. They were trees, but it seemed somehow They knew that we would be fo......

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...Little Bo-Peep adored playing hide and seek, hence the fond nickname; Just as hued rainbow is named for its dazzle, so radiant over every lane! Bo-Peep was eight, and lived on a farm. She......

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...I was a capable, urban professional, quite eagerly living the high life; Like pink robin, of the saffron noon zenith, afore shadows bloom rife. My daily work was very challenging, and it ......

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...Seaside cottage Laguna Beach Nectarine colored coral reefs Gardens by the sand.......

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.... we'd walk 'long the beech'iz sand sopping from the sea'z visit 'neath ourn ......

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...Humpty Dumpty lived in make-believe land, like dreamy shadows get long; And he dwelt in a house near a wall, among merry, crimson, oriole throngs. He had a figure equally rotund and jolly......

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...Rising I rise to see the rising of our sun, ‘tho only To begin with, a fat quarter of her, For she is in great part hidden, Blocked by a line of trees. She comes… A spark of flame Inchin......

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...Jack Allen was a serious, shy schoolboy, who worked hard at school lessons; Like mottled skies working hard each day, to convey many color obsessions. Jack was a little small for his age,......

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...Jack and Jill were brother and sister, whose environs were hilly and green; And they groomed horses and worked in gardens, oft 'til a moonlight scene. They did daily chores on a farm, in ......

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...I was a celebrated, professional psychic, offering glimpses of rosy future; And helping people work through problems, like pink moon, come sooner. I had learnt to talk with the spirits, a......

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...I was a marvelous ophthalmologist, impacting how others saw this world, As tomorrow one day sees yesterday, on lanes where hued leaves swirled. I corrected hazy, crazy vision problems, wi......

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