Secretary Poems - Poems about Secretary

Pete Hegseth comes across as so slick but he's really as dumb as a brick. He's so out of his depth, not to mention his breadth. His sycophancy makes me go "Ick"!...

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Divine Lord has a lot of messages to His world He chose me to spread His messages Divine Lord is Jesus Christ He is the one of 1st Catholic Priest Divine Lord told me the baby angel’s message That the babies are safe in Heaven Divine Lord heard most women’s cry Abortion or Termination to be okay with the world Divine Lord is...

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The Democrats were ready to stop you! I saw and heard them talk to you like garbage! But here you are about to be sworn in as Secretary of Health and Human Services I wrote a few years ago about when you were running for president it had so many reads. I wanted to thank...

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Best job I never had was being tickle secretary to a pink dragon, Chad. I had twenty-six job before I met him, and believe me, they were all bad. Tickled him every hour from his tail to his gigantic fire-breathing nose. He laughed like hyena pack who had stayed all night in a bar until close. If he guffawed...

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you circle each word red, you enjoy the correcting - “read” the riding crop dropped words race away in your inner world dark stallions no bridle nor bit bareback the beautiful once driven, given free reign across your cartography no maps required for the keeper of secrets you know the way well now across the sensual plains bypassing bad dreams flying heavens alongside condors...

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More rings than fingers A defensive juggernaut ...

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They stop and talk in an animated way. Everyone adding something to the conversation. I think it’s because they do not see adults during the day. They are the teachers, the mighty mighty teachers. One of them stopped in the middle of a long story She said, “I can’t believe I am telling you all this.” I could not believe it...

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Young secretary, she was at a loss if for an increase of pay she should ask, thinks she has done well all the given task, plea is denied for she doesn’t oblige the boss. September 8, 2021 Contest : Your Best Four-Line Light Verse No 2 Sponsor : L Milton Hankins...

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My secretary-lady just a bought, Women's Brown Sheepskin Coat. But what the point a skin to strip, From one, to put it on to other sheep?...

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A euphemism! I? That I do decry! Why the very word does imply That I would ignore, omit, pervert… If only to prevent some hurt. Well, let me speak out forthright: Search thoroughly my ways as I might I truly must express some doubt That a that is what I am about. The purveyors of confusion Suffer from a big delusion: ‘Lest anyone think I...

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Young secretary she was at a loss, to decide she flipped a coin for a toss, if for a raise she should ask, thought she’d done well all the task. Plea denied, for she didn’t oblige the boss. February 7, 2020 Syllable count : 10/10/7/7/10 Checked on howmanysyllables.com Contest : Your Best New Limerick Sponsor : Tania Kitchin...

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I am secretary at work I open papers to file Each time I touch them they whisper; “I love you, I love you.” On the way home I hear the echo; “I love you, I love you” At home they whisper, “I love you; I love you?” What should I do but listen, and listen to mysterious sounds? I love you, I love you!...

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she knows how to do it whenever I go to office her smiles write a story in my heart...

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THE MAD SECRETARY Hunched over the computer, I am mystical, With mental white gloves and a karate belt - A daylight cursor, but on my bicycle, A word and energy transformer, a flickering Celt. Such metaphysics I can make into sensation, Turned into binary formulae by the boss, My passion is for punctuation- But the lingua franca doesn’t give a...

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What inspires us to write heart felt poetry To divulge our innermost feelings It's certainly not to gain fame or fortune Ever heard of a millionaire poet Those two words are never uttered In the very same breath It's a proven fact poets don't write poetry With the view of earning a fortune Poets write poetry to satisfy an inner need To create, to...

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