Pileup Poems - Poems about Pileup

...Her hormones fled the coop on scalding tires. Motel maids were her sisters, bars her occupation, a place to work on the aerobics of hope. He was a hazard in her side-view mirror, a pileup that fo......

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...Her hormones fled the coop on scalding tires. Motel maids were her sisters, bars her occupation, a place to work on the aerobics of hope. He was a hazard in her side-view mirror, a pileup that fo......

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...Her hormones fled the coop on scalding tires. Motel maids were her sisters, bars her occupation, a place to work on the aerobics of hope. He was a hazard in her side-view mirror, a pileup that ......

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...My three-year-old put his hand on his chin like he was mulling over something troubling I said, "Son, look at this place; what a mess!" “But, Papa,” he moaned, “I pway wifh these!” His room wa......

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...On the first day of Christmas, the holiday gave to me, a headache bigger than Texas. On the second day of Christmas, the holiday pain for me, was two sore feet and a headache bigge......

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...Over a bridge and past a bright green meadow appeared a little squidge an angry monstrous short little fellow "Come, Come my Sesame Balanja, Follow me to my CrossjaKanga!" He jumped and he ......

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...The tip of the fur tree sticks out like a sore candle Barely visible an angel drowns in a pileup of presents Fortunately wrappers and cards are bio-degradable Each allocated their circumspe......

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...I am getting old now, I can only turn over They can’t get me to run, but I not all done. My valves are leaking, I often misfire My fuel gauge will sputter my heart will flutter I go for checkups,......

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...Just jumping in. Everything comes to a halt. The first few moments don't seem as bad. Depending on length. The line of cars. In a sea of metal Something wow happens. Metal crashes into metal.......

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...Surely it does... but don't call me Shirley “Airplane” a rapid-fire spoof, you remember surely Leslie Nielsen was the pilot A real sexual joke pileup A riot for the time, a hit with this......

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... Lyrics are sung to the music of David Bowie’s “Panic in Detroit” Just another slow rush hour, breathing exhaust fumes ......

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...You ran a red light and I did yell, for you are a clown, "So go to hell," but while I was screaming and my blood was teeming, you caused a pileup... now rot in jail!......

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...Poetry is about faith, a song, and sometimes a checkup. It’s about that girl on the other side you want to link up. Poetry is about the beauty of life when you want to grow up. It’s about lost ......

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...To feel your pain means sensing the endless and senseless energy drain Moving forward doesn't happen with ease sometimes it's more like a painful disease or like a ride on a road full of spi......

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