Prima Donna Poems - Poems about Prima Donna

Prima donna cat had ruffles on top of ruffles. She looks clown like said our clown Muffles. She is doing okay, she looks pretty a butterfly said. She was so thrilled, she danced way past his head. Prima donna cat loved her giant pink tutu. But she has lost her left pink ballet shoe. I need some help she said as...

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Prima donna Fish - Haiku noodles boil in lake water fall is the ladle fish prefer raw bait...

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The Diva flows. This is Poetry Diva show. Give them what you got. Share a piece of your mind. The hits this Diva writes are for you to like. The poems this Diva crooned are to groove only you. Her voice is smooth to put you in a intimate move. She is the versifier that will set your heart afire. The Diva emanates. This...

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alto ego...

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I often visited the prittiest and kindest lady, who lived by an abandoned, weedy cemetery... and she told me tales that made me dream; up that pine-scented and rugged hill, the Devil tripped many times and finally fell: when her holiness set her gracious face aglow! And she never cursed God, but continued her creed, believing that she was put on...

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She sings For kings Ablaze ...

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Peacock-like vanity propelling you, Restless in the search for adulation, Image of yourself so damn inflated, Master of a self-centered universe; A great one, yes, until you ask others. Donning a pride as a sort of armor, ...

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