Nonchalantly Poems - Poems about Nonchalantly

...I possess an unusual knack for making women bristle hence immediately this birdman wishes to escape into his eyrie or seriously considers joining a nunnery mainly for the less common slang defi......

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...Have you ever tried choking? He asked nonchalantly. “No,” she said. *with a wrinkled nose of disapproval* “Want to try it?” *His approach couldn't hide his excitement* “Ok,” she said, absent mi......

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...Cash It’s king Makes tills ring But here’s the thing What we call a till I suspect, always will According to my sister (which, in slang is skin and blister) In the U.S. is a register ......

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...Twenty years elapsed since Harriet Harris, née Kuritsky gave up the ghost ~ May 5th, 2004 Often these days the following genuine sentiment Matthew Scott Harris doth wish to share one son, cuz ......

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... “The Road to Maximus and Winter’s de-Reckoning” Winter pulled me into Her like I was Her new season and cooly stroked my fevered skin like the contours of my body we......

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...Fate decreed sexting/texting while married abominable Therefore karma caught up to me big time and delivered yours truly sent to purgatory (figurative speaking) by casting a spell, whereby the ......

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...Godzilla groaning A clause with claws. Scratching. Scraping. Alongside bereft dignitaries. It is amazing how any womble can be stuffed into a suit. How rather dapper then! But not a dappl......

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... A fly flew through the kitchen window, I was frying, He was big, fat and very black, He nonchalantly settled on the drying rack, No doubt had followed the aroma of food, uninvited prying, Wit......

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...If ye benevolent reader count yourself as a wise married man such as me... (truer words never spoken nor written) take my word and decline and absolutely refuse to take masterly crafted bait vide......

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...Mourn not till the embers fade, Till the blasphemous time forces us on our way. Mourn not what is dying But treasure instead what it created. Listen to how the gulls cry; They don’t mourn for ou......

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...Scents of burnt embers flowing over my windowsills Charred are the palm tree fronds that once fanned the breeze Seized are the pods, timbers Torches sparking shrills Behold the......

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...He viewed his name as an awkward constitution for commoners to address so plainly and nonchalantly. Adolf held a preconceived opinion that a simplistic reversal of his name would suffice. To avoid an......

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...Yours truly (me) just got acclimated to writing 2024... whenever I needed to append the date to a document Though the situation infrequently arose for me to incorporate the year (2024 in this ca......

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...Haughty hefty Helga has healthy hatred Igniting ignorant Inga’s inebriated idiocy Justifying jealous Julie’s juvenile judgements Kindling crafty Kara’s crazy critter-like craftiness Leaving Lones......

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...There are so many things I am mad about. Take sunrise with red clouds and soft rays Penetrating through the water-laden clouds. Rain is imminent, thunder threatening afar. It matters not, for I l......

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