Peeping Tom Poems - Poems about Peeping Tom

Rain, slow down I'm watching the flowers bloom In my window pane....

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Peeping Tom To have a lengthy stalk neck is a wish Peeping Tom makes when he blows out candles on cakes on his solo birthday celebration. ...

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As the breeze and trees tango dance, both oblivious to our glance, from a distance our heart partakes of their shared love and so awakes soul from stupor, ego induced, by caress of bliss beats seduced, thus this moment in time we stole, makes our presence joyful and whole....

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Pretty adorned in scarlet Red from head to toe undergarment included She goes by the name I believe of those who know her affectionately as Roxanne With matching lipstick and eyeshadow She has no need for blush as her cheeks always seem plentiful enough rosy Which always makes me think when I see her standing there Right in full view in front of her bedroom window...

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Two things old Peeping Tom knew for certain, Only perverts would peek through a curtain To see the forbidden, Kept carefully hidden And one day in prison he'd be hurtin’. written December 17, 2021...

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A Peeping Tom heard "Come to My Window By the Light of the Moon" --so, he did....

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I heard that those French girls were raunchy as hell I thought I’d go find me a young mademoiselle I’m no work of art and I’m well past my best But I’ve had a wash and I’ve changed my string vest My mate said the best girls stand out in the crowds But then he said I’ve got my...

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Peeping Tom House cat window shopping Chipmunks under glass John G. Lawless 6/21/2020...

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I am sitting at the secretary’s desk, the biggest conference score. I am a voyeur today, thirteen screens, show the playgrounds and the door. Thirteen screens showing parental visitors moving to and fro, Screens that feature students with their moms, a great big picture show. I watch them in the hallways, I watch them down the stairs. I watch them...

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I did not realize I am a waiting room peeping tom princess until today. When I first arrived, I made a mistake and laughed when an older lady was yelling into the phone about what a loser her grandson was for leaving her here without a ride home. This earned me a stellar glare from screechy...

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When we retired we were so inspired: To live free and rest from our labors. This mobile home park has lived up to the mark, But oh, goodness gracious, the neighbors. Jay the old peeper can snoop through the creeper And tell if the ladies are bathing. At times he's been caught and the women have taught him new curse words in...

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Hes been just about everywhere I've been from when I was born up till now, instead of going by my birth name goes by my 9 numbers with the dash-es, knows my hair color, height and weight color of my eyes and eye lashes, knows which schools I've attended and all my addresses, which jobs I've had in the past whether I've been good...

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White gown on the floor, careless and silken; as if in a slumber and caressed by the rain. Wet footsteps cross the room at a lazy stroll; not a heed to listen back to a distant call! Drops of water on the window spoil a reddish stain; Lipstick planted on the glass lipstick in the rain. Dreamy eyes fill the...

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watch look out no doudt theyer out there somewhere some or bums the PEEPING TOMS...

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The Peeping Tom By Elton Camp Warily he looked about To see if cops were out Into the dark yard Tom crept Then to a window he stepped What usually gave him a thrill This time brought only a chill Bertha was standing inside Cellulite and leathery hide Three hundred was her weight The very sight Tom did hate The wrong house he’d sought A former beauty gone...

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