Pats Poems - Poems about Pats

...Savaging what he has left after the mafia takes his last bowl of soup his last slice of bread his last cup of coffee the mob boss then gives the bum a cigarette and a light pats him on th......

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... “The Seance” It was macabre you see, we were all summoned, and therefore found ourselves in the front parlour of Ballylee; In our dreams we thought we were poets ......

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...My neighbor lady, Treena, has a 'thing' for cats Says they keep her home free of mice and rats She pets their heads and their butts, she pats when some of the snippy felines get into spats She ......

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...Master, my eyes now have cataracts, my bones ache and stiffen when I rise, I cannot chase squirrels like I used to, nor fetch a tennis ball the way I did as a pup, but I love living with my fami......

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...I walk o u t... I am lost in unapproachable light—a spectral broth I am tasting the screaming silence—the archetypal observer dissects my essence-fossil Passion a seismic rupture betwee......

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...Mitch has cats. And lots of tats. He sleeps on a mat On the floor where it's flat. They got bit by gnats And then his cat spat. He sat on that cat. The cat likes pats And he's very fat.......

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...Pink Flamingos The only bird of the family, Phoenicopteriformes Is the "flame-coloured" flamingo, so named by the Spanish. A wader on long legs with arcuate filtering bill; Eater of shri......

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...When events came by like marriages or events, I let my family wait and hushed into the bath to take off my pants, Cleaned my face with the cleanser pats, Left even the the loose paper, soak in the......

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...Slipping I feel it everyday pats of me slipping away. For a moment in passing all of me once seemed immortal and everlasting but now, fading like storm threatened gray clouds part of my mind......

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...I'm crestfallen in the shadows of my raging firecrackers when you're far. I'm embedded in the gaze of your tempting Silicon Valley. Dumbfounded by the cabbage twists and turns of your......

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... My Pooja samagri 1 cock alive 2 loban 3 15 pats of madira 4 bold head and shave 5 lemon 9 6 three eggs 7 Karpoor and New colour gulaal 8 sandal wood etar 9 dakshina 56......

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...Apart from writing poetry, who are we cannot be defined, for we wear many hats. Looking back at life thus far, we clearly see, that though destiny bowls and consciousness bats, for the most part ......

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...What do cows do? Munch munch grass and moo, Watch horizons long and blue, Listen in to insects humming, Splat fat cow-pats on the dirt. Cows walk to the dairy in a crowd: To and fro, to and f......

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...Pink princess poodle Paulette provided plush pats Potential suiters sauntered around her magnificent mats Greasy grimy gringos glamorized gnarly nodding gnats Lounging, lithe, lovely Paulette prov......

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...I've not yet risen from my bed Chose to write poems instead The stranger contests I attempt All N/As I can pre-empt Why do I try and top the chart To what avail, why risk my heart I'm clearly......

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