Pollywog Poems - Poems about Pollywog

...Into the Sturm und Drang fueled maelstrom Otherwise titled – my poetic impressions of Helene All la names bespeaking deity froom Noah Mo' Room India Arc of Covenant to crypt tick Blood (swea......

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...Still wrestling with impasse to contentment Dispense sing with fidelity blithely agog just me and mine dark shadow slinking along outer limits of the edge of night doth blog passivity, the p......

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...Leaping Lizard™ was a frog that jump the high hurdles while Paul Pollywog™ swims and wiggles ...can't run nor jump cuz' got no legs to jump with he juz spits, sips and giggles...<......

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...Self destructive wickedness arrested, convicted, and gaoled... with kidnapping little boy ordered to suffer life sentence without parole. The deadly scourge of one obsessive/compulsive di......

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...“Son”...”say goodnight to grandpa” Spurred by mother dearest as well as other politesse drummed into her second born fobbing blandishments as incentive tumbled off fingers of prodigal son tr......

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...Serendipity, pollywog, persnickety, lemon, hog and peach For these words I like to use I will give you six cents each. Onward and upward, supercalifragelisticalidocious I like too. Feldspar, polka......

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...Well, a pollywog is just a frog who hasn’t any legs. If he swims around a log in the middle of a bog that smells like rotten eggs, and as soon as he can, he hops out on the land to get ou......

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...Wrestling with impasse to contentment Dispense sing with fidelity blithely agog just me and mine dark shadow slinking along the edge of night doth blog passivity, the path of least resistance ......

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...In the world's biggest collection of pogs, there is not one pog As beautiful as my dog Nor has there ever been a hog As beautiful as my dog Nor e'er a frog upon its log Not even its youngest po......

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...The prince cracked an egg and out came a frog The princess showed some leg and became a pollywog The king cut his hand and out came some gold And the queen of the land just kept getting old There......

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...Just me and mine shadow doth blog passivity, the path of least resistance oh my dog, an emphatic YES, a legitimately valid reason and rhyme to flog yours truly (figurative emasculation), thee ca......

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...(hub bur rigid version.) All la names bespeaking deity froom Noah Mo' Room India Arc of Covenant to Blood (sweat and tears) of San Gennaro devout wowed, and/or Turin shrou......

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...originally my intent to expound on memories when paternal grandfather erode out to said residence, and averse to expand horizons asthma late mum didst goad him (in vain) to commingle, fin......

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...How large that realm his mind dances in must truly be, Tripping over own thoughts while wading through others. Waist deep in screaming laughing unkind joyful humanity, To love drowning within t......

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...Way down yonder, beyond the barn, In that soggy, muddy old bog, In a small and crowded, murky pool, Lived gloomy Tad, the pollywog. One ......

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