Parvenu Poems - Poems about Parvenu

...Don (ta) Ask Me 'Bout Exacerbation Of Trumpeted "FAKE" News written September 19th, 2018, and following words still ring (more true) today – exactly six years later. The then forty fifth prez ......

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...Aftermath from this er... attempt to break thru Hadrian's Wall while roam'n across cyberspace of urban sprawl dark shadows spill across the outer limits of the twilight zone whereby edge of ......

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...The following initially crafted approximately three and a half years ago and presently brought a much sought after surge of satisfaction while meandering along the information superhighway. Pangl......

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...Upon exiting side door nearest to our single bedroom (few dozen strides to access way out apartment - complex edifice), I unexpectedly encountered (on August 30th, 2021 ~10:15 pm - née namely h......

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...Forced my hand! After being scourged, scorched, sored and sold by love, l was no more a believer for she was a deceiver! The nights l wept alone expecting roses from a company of two, oh what a f......

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...Albeit cold shower with sudden zoo ming onset of brisk fallen temperatures may not be amenable to you dear reader, but after Matthew sets to washing creating substantial lather, visited with......

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...Don Ask Me 'Bout Exacerbation Of Trumpeted "FAKE" News The prez best get sent packing to Lake woebegone forced to coexist amidst University of Pennsylvania Dutch men in breaches......

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...Pacific, pacifist pampered papa parading par excellent paragon parent (parenthetically parochial particularly partisan) parvenu passive, passionately paternalistically patient, paunchy, peacea......

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...self proclaimed er calculating polymath no win tent to kindle, or spark hay8 full ire rate wrath juiced whiling away the early evening hour hath horror hived this february twenty sec......

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...I wet cat impaled on telegraph poles serrated ashbrown fur tinged with flinting silver a mirror blue cut by guitar strings on a shining plate bathed in molten evening shine jet streaks through pylo......

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...with a nose nailed to the ceiling be they parvenu or just wishing really hard that they were, smiling & chatting, speaking with their pinky finger & catering to their drink/instrument from which they......

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...It all came to me simply right out of the blue. I was up against those war raging winds again. I rose up to a failure of my life way back when. But it was just like that and immediately I knew. ......

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