Paging Poems - Poems about Paging

...it twas evereth the 14th and ladle had stilled consequence perceptive decorum and froth's constable would, could naught cold heart and battled fart bequeath to thee a brothersome free door an......

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...It's most likely her being isn't brought for additional or spares Her calm paws gloating her beauty defining her sleep that is well made The traveled heart looking so innocently pure it's as if he......

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...Deva Ossig, the landlady (and property owner) turned rogue Just a couple weeks shy and seven years ago to the day, I still remember contractual obligations our previous residential abode 724 ......

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...Daemons within gray matter of this male run amuck... hence yours truly (me) seeks mental health services without any luck even after reading Scripture from my namesake who exuded pluck afte......

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...there will be a baby crying in the next room, but not yet people are still standing around my bed and I'm still on my last breaths they won't leave until I have gone a brown leaf about to fall ......

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...paging yard drivers hook up and push back- lock in I'm ready to load......

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...There’s nothing new under the sun, It’s all been done, it’s all been done. --I’ll make a sword also a gun! The eighties called, it’s all been done. --A film with car crashes for fun! Won an ......

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...The woman of my dreams is still undressed in early morning woken up by light. We make ourselves at home in this love nest, convinced that everything will be all right. The daybreak after ferv......

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...Her dreams are scissored Her hopes are shattered She groans to a deaf world Her ears are swamped with words She's stuck with the bed While her peers are paging through the future She is a......

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...Nope reforming hardened criminal donning scarred face, manacles jailhouse stripe, et cetera nor taming screwish incorrigible guttersnipe ain't most difficult enterprises entailing me to wipe dri......

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...In autumn, leaves show their true colors; personalities from God’s palette. Yellow, gold, red, browns and Vandyke orange; pigments bold. I press them in a book for deco-paging; natur......

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...a limning rush of sinister fiery angry flames bent avast analogous copse, where every limb bough, bore full roaring furnace hot blast spewing weighty incendiary volcanic ......

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...I was in matric, class of seventy nine With so much to do, I was losing my mind The year before, my baby brother came Since then, life was never the same Thrilled and excited to have him ......

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...I was in matric, class of seventy nine With so much to do, I was losing my mind The year before, my baby brother came Since then, life was never the same Thrilled and excited to have him ......

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...It seemed so long ago from those high school scenes, when we were young and filled with unimaginable dreams then again, maybe it was just yesterday still today ready for life to start and ta......

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