Ponytail Poems - Poems about Ponytail

...Outside, we feel warm rays from the sun. I'm with my special, precious one. Those wee hands, feet and ponytail always bring happiness, without fail. We are out to have some fun. Together, we c......

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... A tumble of flowers and soon you look amazing dear hair with just a smidge of lovely perfume you can scent the air A little beret on the side and suddenly you look magnificent when I gathe......

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... As a kid my hair was a very easy fix, just pull it back with a rubber band into a ponytail. As a teen a ponytail was not going to work, off to the hair shop with picture in han......

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...Her Brazilian Ass She stood gazing out the window, bored and horny. It was Saturday night, and no date as usual. But she knew that was no one's fault but her own. Since the breakup with her longt......

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...Because he had a teacher He came to school so proud Each new shoe he lay confidently on the ground Because she had a teacher Her hair looked oh so nice For picture day that year Her ponyta......

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... She is eighteen and tattoos are the latest rage." I'd like a tattoo please" she asks. I see a young girl in a messy ponytail and wonder if she'll pick something gaudy, then I will have to oblige. ......

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...played with his toes; feet solidly suited, two months old in my BFF’s arms. I’m getting over cold, or as I told her, “I’d get in her business,” and swoop the fella into my arms - wha......

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...He is seventeen Wears his hair long, in a ponytail, it does not look clean. There are piercings in his lip and his ears. He wears a spider tattoo on his forehead. His mother is horrified. His fa......

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...The beginning of me the ideology wearing wires pregnant buying weapons and drugs from corrupt officers for the federal bureau of investigation the department of Justice the center piece c......

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...A special place in hell The devil sits upon his throne In the fiery pits of hell He casts his eye over his special place While he beats an ominous bell. Surrounded by pure evil In a wicked wi......

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... They come to her hungry - hopeful To be fed facile fantasy, a script he held Stowed in boyhood through decades Recessed where sweating shame dwelled Invisible while he achieved accolades ......

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...Emancipation proclamation from Samson fixation Otherwise titled deep into my fiftieth year of passive aggressive rebellious puberty. Yes, I chickened out getting a haircut yesterday August twen......

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...I was a capable, urban professional, quite eagerly living the high life; Like pink robin, of the saffron noon zenith, afore shadows bloom rife. My daily work was very challenging, and it ......

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...Has anyone seen a heart, looking for its owner? lost mine short while ago jilted in the third row before the finale notch seven, her tally Has anyone found a heart? Surely no one wants two......

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... I saw the picture and it definitely is not the same Is it someone new? It’s not what I saw in the mirror as I got ready for public view. The reflection tells me, “Ok, not too bad.” I’m old, yes......

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