Punches Poems - Poems about Punches

Sometimes things work out exactly How you’d hoped they would, With plans and people meeting up In just the way they should. However, that is not the norm And, though you may prepare, A perfect execution of A plan is pretty rare. Though rolling with the punches is Not easy, on the whole, It might be best when circumstances Slip from your control. ...

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Pull no punches Game no Thrones Salt your favorite food less and less Undress not in the company of others unless of course you plan on swimming And do it then whilst undercover or in a bolted clock room closet Never let or give all your very best secrets away Maybe keep them well and truly hidden for another day or moment in time far more...

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You're throwing one set of punches Barely acting on your hunches. You can't be lucky with left hooks. They'll, sure, connect them: Boxer Crooks: Perhaps, then, stop to at you grin Like Spinks had at Homes for a win... The point: stop launching lame attacks Or you watch out as your skull cracks: In Boxing, the Dreamer Joseph Should questions ask starting with...

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When things begin to get hot, You reveal what you have got. Problems don't by themselves rot Like blood would itself clot. Travails linger, not fade, Until with them punches trade It wouldn't be wise to rest, Until one has done ones best. Say whether its true or not You're no baby still in cot...

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A time you must exploit To have things for him spoilt; To stop The Cynical, His knockout ‘Technical’… Let him drink more punches And keep making bunches; Soon, The guy you would waste And His Hopeless Case rest… More jabs to his soft head To soon help him see Red… He’d be hating himself And you laughing yourself You take the Center Stage And he shall be All...

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Can't cure all the ills, there's good days and bad Roll with punches, according to this experienced old lad Been around many blocks Had a few knocks But all in all, it's been better than the alternative I might add...

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E-very M-ove M-ade A-nd N-onstop U-ppercut E-mphatically L-et P-unches A-ttack C-hin Q-uickly U-sing I-ntellect A-gainst O-pponent Topic: Birthday of Senator Emmanuel D. Pacquiao (December 17) Form: Vertical Monocrostic...

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Can't cure the ills of the world, there's good days and there's bad Best we can do is roll with punches, listen to this experienced lad Been around many blocks Had a few knocks But all in all, it's been better than average, I might add...

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The last thing my doctor said to me as I walked out the door Remember you’re not twenty, dear you’re almost seventy-four As I turned to leave I thought to myself it won’t be such a chore My sister and her cat moved first, I had a week, no more… But the next day I got the call, there’d...

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R-oll with the punches, O-utsmart the situation; L-ife changes constantly, L-etting you get up, not Y-awn. D-espite the odds be brave enough, E-vil deeds can't put you down; L-ittle breakthrough truly brings I-mmeasurable result that you've found. Z-est and zeal dwell in your heart, aiming to give sweet success; O-nly the Lord God's guidance can...

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"Let me draw your bath, dear Grace!" (the space heater's perched upon the rim, and there's hydrochloric acid, just in case!) My .45 revolver, my machete from Trelew will come in very handy if the other two exigencies fall through! I think I've thought of everything except to kill that creep you slept with, may...

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"Let me draw your bath, Sweet Face!" (the space heater's perched upon the rim, with some hydrochloric acid, just in case.) My .45 revolver, my machete from Trelew will come in very handy, lest the other two exigencies fall through. I think I've thought of everything except that creep you slept with, I'll sneak up, and take him by surprise! Now...

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"Let me draw your bath, dear Grace!" (the space heater's perched upon the rim, and there's hydrochloric acid, just in case!) My .45 revolver, my machete from Trelew will come in very handy if the other two exigencies fall through! I think I've thought of everything except to kill that creep you slept with, may...

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ROLLING WITH THE PUNCHES one true constant in life we all know too well is change just when you love that your days form patterns, things grow strange circumstances change in split seconds accidently they rearrange we have to roll with the punches adjust , accept and sustain go with the flow, try not to control God has a plan to maintain a bend in the road is...

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TOTALLY tongue-in-cheek! Inspired by a character in Dylan Thomas' "Under Milk Wood" who plotted to poison his wife. It was all in his mind, as is the case with my character here. "Let me draw your bath, dear Grace!" (the space heater's perched upon the rim, and there's hydrochloric acid, just in case!) My .45 revolver, my machete...

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