Phone Book Poems - Poems about Phone Book

...His voice is buttery says a musician critic on TV I have no idea what buttery means She sings her butt off This is also curious If she turned around, I could see this He can sing the phone book ......

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...body dysmorphia from... an overactive optic nerve speculation on the dating and self worth market get a phone book and stay inside homeless people exist we are not clean for we do not have civ......

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...I was looking through my phone book which I have had for many many years where did they all go we used to hang on street corners in classes ......

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...We had heard of this anomaly who out-sang the stars. The ones in the cosmos? Asked my slow cousin, Lars. No, the movies stars, the ones you see sing on tee vee. He’s a rooster though, how can he c......

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...Eddie McGuire made us all groan, Eddie the eighth (VIII) abdicated the throne. Eddie "The Eagle" flew through the sky, Eddie Van Halen made his guitar cry. Eddies Murphy and Izzard made us all la......

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... The first K-mart opens its door. Into space we start to explore. Motown Records is born, It's from the soul. We have new music, It's called Rock n Roll. For luc......

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...Us introverted I had a snack bar I saw myself as the “Main Host” talking to people being verbose and popular something I was not patently cut out to be. On an opening day, I hoped no one would ......

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...100 Years Beyond David J Walker And after all The mirror did not reflect any of the rain From last Fall Dryness is the grand prize won at contests of skill At county fairs Young girls a......

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...Oh, lovely darling I would be all yours... of your devotion to me were felt honestly; we would be one heart, one soul... who is more powerful: us or destiny? We should hold hands and feel......

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...Nobody has a common name; we are named Apple and Broom. Because movie stars did it, and they are glamorous and rich. Apple is okay with it, Broom is dour though, full of gloom. Why not Curtain or ......

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...When I was a Big Brother for Jason, an African-American 10 year old male, we went into his apartment so he could look around for a long overdue library book. As I accompanied him from room t......

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...My illusion is fading as life slips away Like a snake sheds its skin that gets lost though each day Still begins with a sunrise, of course! I awake, Life's past lessons less certain, though I may ......

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...Quince wads pack gaps in particleboard. Yellow newspapers underlay linoleum. The apartment is a nicotine an atlas of a blotched sky can be read on the ceiling. He has a friend that he visits o......

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...FIRE, FIRE The house is burning round me, There’s no time to hang about. Just enough for me to get A few essentials out. First, up to the bathroom To collect my medications. ......

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...The purpose of a phone book Back when I was very small Was to raise the height of children Who were young and not too tall. The kiddie table sat them first But then they weren’t part of The m......

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