Poison Ivy Poems - Poems about Poison Ivy

Walking on her way to class she developed poison ivy Chants of ‘Kill the Jews’ – crude and crass have now replaced in 'Crimson’s yahd’ * ...

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Rockin' tough Rockin' touch Rocket rock star's Still in love Hallowed halls of Doobie's lair The Sunset Gang Played air band there Mr. Salty Zimmer-cam Winkles and The Ramel's jam Wildman Screaming Me Pounded sounds On Adams Street Check us out On cable TV It's Sticks Rambo and Company Again its Nineteen Eighty Three...

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Tough times I'm glad Ready to face the hardest The more times we had Less sweat to walk the farthest Your love is a needle in the ocean Unforeseen yet attract my wisdom Upon this savvy heart full of emotion Never was I succumb of your ivy venom....

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Remember that leaves of three, means you better let them be; Don’t get a rash on your ass, using the wrong type of grass, when in the woods you have to go pee. ...

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She buried the bodies down by the orchard grove It's so pretty in spring You just gotta go The flowers grow tall When the sun goes low You gotta go She didn’t kill him just for fun No fun was had that day He had the looks that said okay It was just his mouth That did betray She was just an easy lay The...

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We called her sweet Ivy, trying to pretend That she was not poisonous, someone to defend Ivy was truly an anomaly, someone to avoid if you could. We stayed our distance as any normal human would. Her three husbands had died mysteriously. She danced on their graves, wild and free. The usual suspect, in every single case. The next to date her...

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Poison ivy’s ruby kiss Strip all the ink away Do away with her kiss; ivy. Ivy’s kiss still stings clings to a heart that’s inked deep deeply rooted ivy- spicy leaves… leaves her mark on a trifling bum. A bum brim full of hot air teases kisses out of icy ivy, earns a rash. A rush of Ivy’s ruby kisses stings clings to...

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Her brilliant red veins can blind you The shimmer of her leaves is deadly Her allergens will find you Thoughts of her vines weigh heavy Ur mind will find no cure for her poison Itching at ur desire Memories burning with passion & fire Thick vines climbing up the wall of ur dreamz Robust leaves soaking up the sun beams Longing for her touch...

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Those nights be crazy but livid while my imagination runs wilder than poison ivy which could be deadly but with the right antidote could be inoculated in a way by means of inoculation metaphorically yet I like the deadly part more so cause I'm falling in love with poison ivy that has deadly force which...

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Venomous thoughts are Like a poison ivy plant That poison your soul Withering you slowly as A flower in a desert 1-22-2016...

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Poison ivy of assumption a seed transforms into vines your very branches tread fine lines. Cut off the ones that offend you. Watch as the ivy desecrates the character you never were. Hearsay convoluted, convictions flawed. Are you so jealous or too overzealous? Poison Ivy of assumption ruthless as a boa constrictor. Crack each bone to keep your...

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The twisted and twirled Poison Ivy Of Pride and Arrogance In the misty woods of its own, Retaining itself to be shown Or itself to be stirred. The gusts of words Not able to halt The poison Ivy swelling, Swelling on the earth of accessors, Bringing death to all. Nothing left but The misty wood of The twisty and...

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Hate, Looks like poison Ivy that is slowly killing a tree, Smells like death, Sounds like a victory cry when your enemy is dead, Chokes your soul so that no good feelings can grow....

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Perky Green Climbing up trees Chop, chop, itch, itch, Poison Ivy...

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Thirteen, deemed brilliant...quite attractive, injecting her poison through the blood of countless young boys... boys...calling her home...riding by... boys...craving her time...wanting her... But beyond the intellect, she was insensitive and, at times, brutal. "Dance with me." "No way, you're ugly." "Would you like to go see a movie?" "No, you're not my type." Chased...so she ran as distraught boys with bruised hearts neither forgot nor... forgave....

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