Pop Poems - Poems about Pop

Like a can of pop overflowing, Pent up emotions in me overtaking, Old feelings saturating the newest feeling, Afraid of when the table will start turning. Like the cola soda covering A table in which I am patiently waiting, I am as usual finding my feelings confusing, This metaphor is staining my well-being. Like the cold hard thin metal lining, I am lost again...

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NO PELLEGREN DIDN'T SERVE WITH MY POP 1944 VICTORY LIBERATING ROME FROM 1942 TO 1946 DURING WW11 NOT CATRINA BELL.MCKISSACK VIOLENT OFFENDER FROM DETROIT NOR WERE THERE ANY MEXICAN VIOLENT OFFENDERS JAMAICAN IDENTITY THIEVES SADLY MEXICAN VIOLENT OFFENDERS HIRED TO BREAK INTO MY HOME SEARCHING FOR MY POP WW11 HONOR WOW HOW BLESSED I AM...

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Hello, Hello, just a shadow In a rat race on game show it’s a rat race on a circus show Just a game for the cat chase, In a rat race against the cat chase In this circus show On my tiptoe, for Romeo Under the mistletoe But the lifeguard let go Manifesto I'm in denial I'm in denial Hunted by a crocodile I'm swimming idle I'm swimming...

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I Am shame In my vice Hate the acclaim Help me Jesus Christ And take away this pain My wounds are covered in ice Sutures being applied in vain My Life came The world's game I...

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Intro Turn a popstar into a metal head… I’ma change the game/ Have a popstar rocking to guitars and bass… make ‘em bang/ Verse One Popstars get tired of hearing that tune/ So they turn to metal heads and now they wanna rock/ With the best, and who the best, we the best/ We the best like a D.J. Khaled track/ And I...

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Another horrible deal, mouth, cloth, chlorophyll Lie still, lie still, in the fires burnt chill Tiny blue pills, professional rookie kill Amateur without skill, dripped blood spill Please don't ask me how I feel Buried casket Underhill ...

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Watching the "Mary Poppins" movie, her outfit sure was Good and goofy. There were Wonderful children singing, started from the very beginning. Movie with popcorn is forever, goofy honey is Great for pleasure. Singing Extraordinary to hear, beginning with the kids not a bear. Some movies are timeless like this one....

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Over four decades I’ve made memories, faithfully captured and held dear. On my knees as a 10 year old begging, ‘Mom will you please take me to see her?’ So may tears and so many smiles your music has always brought solace. I’ve said it over and over, over and over.. ( See what I did there?) Lyrics that just won’t...

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buds beckon to pop leaves unfurl reveal green scroll spring devolves uncurls...

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When the purple turtle visits the supermarket the heels are worn in two. Heaviness and heaving are one and the same. The exact trajectory of a star is never the same as reducing a pile of eggs to a penny and the wisdom of a wise willing charlatan is never to be trusted when dressed up...

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Uncertainty Lives with certainty In the province Of separation.. Unknowing of the Story of uncertainty And its partner may Tell a new story Of freedom Unleashed... Uncertainty Appearing certain May seem as Propelling a Rising of a Blessing of Not knowing... I am Forms the Appearance Of separation... Resurrection Of the religion Seems to involve A non-separate Lens.. POP UP Stories... ...

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SpongeBob, A grand pop culture sensation, Known globally: from nation to nation, Inspired thousands since creation, Made humorous, for education, How you helped form our generation, You truly uphold your reputation, So hear my heartfelt declaration - You were truly the best animation...

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Pop, pop, pop, a symphony of glee, A sugary delight, a joy to see. Pop, oh Pop, your sweetness takes my soul, A daily dose, I crave to make me whole. The fizz it brings, a tingling, happy rush, A little burp, a harmless, friendly crush. Though bubbles rise, and tummy starts to swell, My love for you, I cannot help but...

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Who could find the sheer temerity? To wallow in such ( sin-serity )...

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Glitter and misery on the dance floor a locked pop remix of ‘Hallelujah’ holding a glowing lantern on lux life yet it’s a frozen priceless kind of art devoid of soul or any gentle touch so structured a sway will intoxicate you get lost inside of a perfect form as soon as you give in to emotion maybe you go...

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