Role Play Poems - Poems about Role Play

A victim asked "why am I wronged. I am innocent, never played betrayer" I exclaimed, "why you want to play the role of a feeble, destiny's caricature?" He was silent by my words, I put my hands on his shoulder, Hugged him, whispered: "In the game of Victor and Victim, the looser is the marathon winner"...

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everything was going good we both understood our characters but the script was ad lib we already had our clothes off so it would be in the dialogue that would project and proffer what the other was willing to offer in this made up world where words could up the ante and so she said she was scantily clad just in a silk bra and panties when she got the door i was knocking on with that this was the time for my opening...

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i'll be a dog woof you be a cat meow now my Spanish gato i'll chase you round the house hoping to take a bite out of you...

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today she took her hand and placed it across her face but suddenly she took her hand away playing peek a boo i took my hand and placed it over my mouth to keep my happy laughter in but my eyes were giddily in love...

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There was a History teacher that didn't dress for their time. They'd walk in with a hint dressed in fashion for the days of that period and phase. Students learned, always did win A's in print. 1/3/2019 Poetry Contest: Limericks Poetry Contest " Teacher" Sponsored by: Joseph May 10-10-7-7-10 Role-play: An Approach to Teaching and Learning. Role-play is a technique that allows students...

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casting doubt part aching in this demo crazy...

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You turned up to paint my house today, About half past eight, And when I saw you standing there, You nearly made me faint, The cans and cloths, rolls and brush, Were not enough to distract, My eyes from your overalls and boots, And your smile beneath your hat, And you painted with slow and sexy swipes, Drops dripping...

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What is love anymore? An image? A casting role for Romeo And Juliet to play along- Almost dying for fantasy Young love never lasts in the end anyway It dies just like pig flies!...

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What happens when you know The difference between right and wrong Majority sings wrong So you sing the same song What happens when you Value love but you're forced to Value money Now you're living like someone else Because you think if you were yourself The only thing left of you Would be a picture on the shelf You just couldnt make it...

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