Polo Poems - Poems about Polo

Pummeling skin to score More of a game than a war Preventing immunization A killer strategic sensation ...

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I got a polo neck jumper. She said they were in. Pep wears one. He hasn’t manboobs. Ribbed, dark grey. Tighter than it should of been. With a vintage leather, black jacket. Sophisticated,continental, so I bought a pain au chocolate. From Greggs. I think he thought I was francais as I ordered and added si vous plait. Then blew it by being unable to resist a...

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your smart hat and coifed charcoal brows your blue questions about how I’m moving through the day have me in hand reminiscing making me want you and reminiscing more and more...

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In my day summer fun was crazy! Malta comes to mind, vivid memories. Playing water polo in the roughest sea! Crazy! Snorkelling on my own, two minutes down, looking up, fifty foot, gagging! Worth it, the wonders seen, amazing! Crazy! Three times rescued, suffering cramp, swimming, the worse, with a friend, we'd swam a bay one k., halfway back, it struck! Crazy! Diving off a thirty-foot cliff, swimming...

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Marco! Marco! He said No polo, just the voices inside his head Marco! Marco! That one person said And asked, “why aren’t you dead?”...

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