Pelt Poems - Poems about Pelt

... winged ram golden pelt t e o f A s l a t io r n l ......

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...If I had a marshmallow shooter, I would pelt my friend Her craving for marshmallows would come to an end. These soft squishy sticky sweets would be all over her lawn And stuck to every sweater and......

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...When handsome and shouting cowboys flirt with gorgeous gals galloping on wild horses, they won't catch up despite their manliness: women know what they are after and resist. The mid-August sun ......

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... tempers flare in high winds the sea roars in anger heavy rains pelt down waves rise to the occasion after much ado and with visible reluctance the sky begins to clear stars bestow their ......

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...tootsie roll of a sunflower wind and rain drove down its l e m o n y petals baby’s breath s i g h s verdant blades of grass with c o u r a g e ......

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... she smells the body of her mate the small hole in its pelt is a dark halo of blood she opens her mouth wide and shivers invisible death is here and everywhere the boy who shot the ......

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...Cry like a man, I told my son. Leave nothing unfelt. Love is scarce and may yet run Leaving you nought but a pelt. Be brave, for true courage is when You act whilst filled with fear. I told h......

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... However you dress...compress these clever creatures… More not less..whenever features...success.. To be Francis...what about Bacon… Salty...naughty.. fatty flavour to savour.. Doing ea......

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...Little cat, how sleek and glossy is your pelt like a lithe Cheetah you stalk my ankles, always ready to leap upon them, a shared domesticity has made them your natural prey. Soon I will fill ......

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...A familiar path I walked frequently with glee the feeling of a constant stare came over me upon looking to find the place of the stare nobody was in sight, no one was even there Next day I deci......

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...little turkey pelt feathers fluff in wind--follows his drove through farmland he struggles to not fall back dust clouds rise beneath his feet......

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...You know how a cat is? The way it awakes, how its eyes open, for a moment not seeing anything, how it blinks slowly eyelids washing a mind of anything but satisfaction. Legs stiffen, stretchi......

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...Dear! How beauty should be spelt, 'Cos deep in all hearts, you are felt, Many oceans crossed for your sake, Your goodness isn't a mistake, So, your sweetness, all feet it swept. All stony hear......

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...Somedays, In the blue I am unhappy Somedays the clouds are Wrong The mother-friend becomes ugly Somedays, I am a goose who would like To be anything else My friend says it best - <>...

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...neither cleanliness nor godliness do I abide rather yours truly doth thrive on keeping the ethos, mythos, and pathos of Pigpen alive subjected to eternal abomination, brutalization, condemnatio......

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