Pool Table Poems - Poems about Pool Table

...He enters looking bedraggled, tired and worn out, his skin like Vellum, blank and pale. Lifting his eyes to catch their gaze he gives a slight nod to acknowledge their presence. He scans the room as ......

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...Date: June 2051 Adian Elijah Abbas Ashton and Addison observed the men working On the Waterfalls and grotto. Elliott and Abbas were busy diving Into the pool. Damian was the 2nd Level s......

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...A Dorchester Christmas Triple deckers decked in lights Mostly colors, some just white Christmas trees all dressed in tinsel Glow at night though curtain windows Kids with shovels dot the ......

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...I thought I saw Judy Jo just now. There was a commotion, someone shouted out, then the sound of a fist meeting face and a thud. She came walking out from the back where the pool table was being b......

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...September 2017 continues: Damian was preparing to leave his Girlfriend's house. Damian said, His farewell. Then left the Giovanni Premises. Meanwhile the Hakim Family uncles included, concoc......

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...A steady hand lifts the glass mug of the next regret. He twirled me on the dance floor, left stained by blue collar shoeprints and leaky pints. In the corner, the referee refuses to let there be a ......

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...Dolly was beside herself with thoughts Of this powerful man, Damian Possessing Her. She wandered around his Spacious apartment before Returning to his bedroom to sit on his bed. Damian w......

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...So, Jeanine stifler's mother and bold Finchy are lovers. Both were willing and able. Rumbaed on the pool table. Guess is neither one suffered.......

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...We showed up late to the party All eyes were on us Especially the girls in their little skirts I made my space In between the back door and refrigerator Watching all the drunks become fli......

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...Telling that gotesque humanid shape ( i know it was humanoid but i love the sound of humanid) concaved on the lid of the toilet bin tapered on the rim I hate you then i realised i'm not him trap......

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...You are so cordially invited to witness the drunken fool as he tries to explain his life to a bar stool which refuses to answer his pleas of a attention. Every night he gives his chair a name ......

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...Halo of Life My existence in a hollow core values seething the gear tastes like salt water pool table and chairs for your hand. Take me off for a half did not receive any such nails straight in my c......

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...674 Santa Rosa my childhood home for almost 10 years was 674 Santa Rosa Berkeley California A five bedroom adobe California home on the side of a hill at the bottom of the Berkeley hil......

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...Drunk in Barstow, waiting for a waitress, who gets off at 2:00 a.m. The crap game cleaned me, two bums on the pool table, snoring like a train Drunk in Barstow, third time this month, I ......

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...Friday night beneath the blue neon lights A honkytonk bar near surrounding heights Full of cigarette smoke and loud music, Boilermakers of whiskey and beer... winning trick. Th......

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