Short Cusses Poems

the tulip tree tosses petals
to the dying maple tree
tree cutting men and chain saw converse
leaving stumps ...of words
a twitching, gray squirrel cusses....

the tulip tree has lost its mate...

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lousy lips laced
with gaunt gaze
projected per peacocky
enchanting pull pulsing
retracting reels rumbling
muffled messages mumbling

damped debacles dripping
saucy strapped in
freakishly folded feelings

cusses gulping graces
airy syllables amputating
relegating oily obloquy

parted limbs leaking
jumpy jazz jolting.
     19:11:28:17:14...

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i've always seen this anywhere
i smile and somehow a bit bitter
for even in my daydreams
i'm being drained and drowned
by the cycles of cusses

i just watch those couples
from the corner of my eyes
and wish that i could also feel
a genuine fondness like that

while Carole King's song
deafening my ear says:
it's too late baby now it's too late...

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hurdled hoisted hazzle
hideous hags sparkle
rustic lips lurching
pulpy punctured pitching
damped danced drooping
mystic mists mumbling

curvy chants crunching
cautious cauldron moaning
voluptuous vibe reeling

purpled eyes heaven
dripping ecliptic epilepsy
sumptuous scrunches spanking

callous cusses cupped
spooky hags spun.
    19:11:19:14:22...

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My Amazon parrot is called Polly
By jingo she just won’t stop squawking
She’s totally off her trolley
And cusses at me when I’m talking

I keep her locked in a gilded cage
Just in case she tries to escape
When she flies into a vile rage
I just cover her cage with a drape!

Animal Antics Contest
Sponsored by Kevin Shaw

08-19-17...

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dimwit damping desires
punctured passion pulsing
puking, sopped plenary
impregnated zeal gnashing
odd offshoot scolding

cremated cusses cobbling
hewn nosy tracery
strapped self scrunching

jumpy jazz jolting
mystic mist moaning
lusty limbs lurching

felon feigning ally;
perforated pulpy pedigree.
19:11:30:5:00

Note: To all corrupt Police Officers!...

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This crazed boss pushes his ole luck
Mind's frenzy ticking like a clock;
As gut's livewire wants to explode
Rush of cusses now I shall load.

My pay is a low miser’s bag
While hard job has a large tag--
Stingy, lazy boss, he’ll remain
And there's nothing left to gain.

He jeers as overtime strays late
Keeping me on my desk, ingrate!
My turn for revenge, I will leave
All projects crushed, now DIE and GRIEVE!


Frenzy Contest   30 Nov 2016
Sponsor: Frank Herrera...

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