Nicked Poems - Poems about Nicked

...There once was a sandwich, quite absurd, who dreamed of speaking every word. One morning crisp, it woke and cried, “Oi! Who nicked my clock?” it sighed. The chef just blinked, his whiskers twit......

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... I’ve kept the bone-ash circle open— chalked in wax traced from your last reply, the one you coughed out sideways between a mirror and an echo, Just to reiterate, it read. (Though you......

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...I just commented on a school friends Facebook post (she likes to wish the world happy birthday in one go, so I nabbed it and put it in my pocket for December), she messaged me immediately to say she'......

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... Claws nick me healing my ailment; A quick love bite playful.......

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...Lucky wasn’t. Lucky was his nickname. Lucky played around. Lucky sunk his head into the dresser. Knock Knock. “Who’s there?” The bed stopped rocking and answered the emergency call. The next ......

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...I came home to find that my door was ajar And someone had stolen my keys and my car “I’ll just get a new one tomorrow,” I said And then told my wife that I’m going to bed She came up behind me ......

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...I have claimed to be apolitical but there are times when the crop is ready for harvesting, so I put fuel in the John Deere, ink in my pen and wrote... He'll get millions of votes for ......

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...That be cold sun rose yonder, our heads be hot, I'd declare, I'll get Whitey my critter, worked all night, best she nicker. 'Bout saddlin' her real tight, or I'll headlong out of sight, I ......

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...A small vial, I’ve nicked it, A bottle of tequila, Aren’t I a delinquent, My heart is racing Against my mind, What a craze To be foolish and hungry, Must be clever, even more cunning, I......

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...Celebrity deaths can be bizarre someone so close yet so far the realisation hits you hard yet they have no clue who you are Meat Loaf sang to my youthful years Sarah Harding sang with my ......

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...She longed for the touch - of a caring man who understood her poetry - be her biggest fan She waited several decades and many star lit nights just to feel his hands - in afternoon delights She ye......

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...I loved him in a Summer's breeze, though Summer ripened into Fall. His Winter arms, a cooler squeeze, a chill became an April squall. A season's moment left ungrasped. I thought of love, but l......

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...Washboard Waltz Is a washboard musical when scrubbing socks on its metal ribbons? The woman in the basement was not aware of anything other than the soap suds, steamed-up windows and the sense o......

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...Dickens Christmas carol revisited by nicked saint Frigidaire - from upper atmosphere hammering and whipsawing debris ferociously with an angry flare, cuz mother nature - fed up to here (re: ......

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...he wove his spells meticulously constructed each with loving care each component ingredient chosen from the very best that there were and of course his care was rewarded his fame just grew and g......

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