Ponging Poems - Poems about Ponging

...A thousand words later we’re still talking. I know I’m being reflexive, this banter a transparent way to paint clowns on speech bubbles; ripostes that ricochet off any real wit. Later......

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...From the slide of hand and teeth chatter, my eyes, don’t expand with me madder. Cause she’s aware of the emphasis, so despair isn’t imminent, when she’s prepared to dissect me in increments,......

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...You’re an angel of light (in my sight) Well, I know you are unforgotten in my memory And, darling, everything will be alright - You can fly…but I’m incompetent…I am ashamed to say goodbye! Your ......

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