Short Blondes Poems

Bouncing blond ringlets

To generations bestowed

From my childhood head....

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Afghan fields of prairie wheat
Wave their flaxen heads
Like flirtatious blondes
Beneath a sea of ocean sky...

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Pierre Trudeau
in his day there tended to be blondes-to-go
now there’s Junior
apparently a frequent absentee for his daily nooner....

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Could Estonia help Vlad get paid?
He'll claim they're Russian and invade!
Better than cash bonds
Putin can use their blondes
To entice his mark Trump to get laid...

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Different we are
Blondes are mistaken 
for bimbos
Some men like bimbos
Women are feisty
Men also like feisty
Women with spunk
But in the end
Men and women like
The Chase...

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I have these two hot blondes in my bed -
one at the foot and one at the head,
I'm not sure what to do,
I'll have to think this through...
Scrabble? No joking? I've been misled!...

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Confetti collecting 
on strawberry blondes
swigging champagne
from the dusk 
till the dawn,
Sleeping in corners
where ever they fall,
like sad
Cinderellas
too long
 at the 
Ball....

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Which is better?
A Meercat or a Dog?
Wow that’s a difficult 1
Good call
Let’s see well a Meercat is totally cool 
But then so is a Dog
Depends on whether you prefer Cats or Dogs
Brunets or Blondes...

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Her fun house fingertips tracing dews drenched, fruitions lips...
Felicities ferris wheel; twined, their voluptuous femme fixations
Sixty-nine pink balloons eroticas poesy, carnival caravan of love....

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out of rain 
out of water
garden pond dehydrated
organising rain dance
goldfish performing arts.

blondes
golden
unnatural
black roots displayed
bleached
funny women
pride and vanity shall destroy them!...

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Prosperity, vagabond,
Pickpocket of poor and old
Predator of oil and gold
Jewels, cash, land, or blondes.

When Prosperity pulls stakes,
Abandonment marks its wake 
Jobs and places disappeared
Prosperity robbed and sneered....

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It to took me many  years
to find someone I could trust ,
so many different hairstyles
colors black, blonde and rust,
but this time you surpassed yourself
that ash blondes just the job,
and to top it off
you cut the perfect bob....

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Is there nothing brighter than a blonde
when wisps of hair glow gold.

When nothing warmer than their skin
will make you long to hold.

A look to stun your consciousness
that beauty seems as love.

This stranger for a moment more
could be worth dreaming of....

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Sympatric Aphrodite,  
wide photographic opportunity
We bow to our natural needs
Her glare, to all our hopes
The actresses' deft chin, glacial
A mountain of irses
Gadfly 1970s
Where blondes and brunettes
co exist
Dream on the fantasy
Brown boots, high heels
drifting in Autumns air...

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I know it must be summer time
Because of all the blondes I see
They seem to be just everywhere
When yesterday they were not there
Some how just like convertibles
Only in summer are they around
Now I see them everywhere
In every color there is to see
Blues and greens and always reds
All the tints of blond there can be...

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I held within my arms last night
The two best blondes in the place,
Excitement from times past
I felt upon my face.

I listened to the beat and swayed
While tapping both my feet,
Watching all the  touching bodies,
Planning my retreat.

I'm sure the music will draw me back,
I've been known for such a thing,
To dance slow dances with the girls
An' let the play begin....

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There spelt some say so badly
acceptance might be taken sadly

Why should accuracy matter
writing talking of delusion
thereby compounding fault 

Or maybe not 
let them slice each others throats

Both writing such rubbish poetry about religion
hate their minds all addled just so much indecision

All drinking coke drooling dreaming of relaxed blondes
Hate in their minds trapped by parents tied in their bonds...

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I Think I’ll Just Go Gray

I thought blondes would have more fun,
Wasn’t true, became one – myth.

I covered the blonde with brunette
Trying to see how far I’d get – nowhere.

Now red will surely suit,
I’d get a man with lots of loot – forget that.

The colors rubbed my pillow
Whether red or brown, or yellow.

So because my pillow loves me true,
When others are not that true blue,

I think I’ll just go gray....

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