Short Dressed To Kill Poems

Yet I rise
With dressed to kill nazi knee
on my knee
because of poetrysoup
Or?...

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huge party tonight
dressed to kill , natty belt , primed 
virgins awaiting

~27 Jul 2016~...

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Overconfident
practice makes perfect we guessed
tango contest thrill
we moved and were dressed to kill
ending dance in tangled spill





9-1-17...

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“All dressed to kill; please don’t let it rain!”
Hours spent with flat iron
Straightening out the curls
Here comes sneaky humidity to undo this “do”

~*~...

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Grandpa and grandma formed a senior gang.
They dressed to kill with matching shirts that hang.
Logo; Old As Hell Angels.
Three heavenly archangels,
Pit stop had to make, "A Semi," they sang....

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If I am in Luck, Heaven is near
Showered and waxed,good atmosphere
Dressed to kill or should say thrill
His libido has gone downhill
Viagra worked, gave a thankful cheer

Penned May 21 2015...

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Dangerously cunning,
dressed to kill, she plans his 
downfall, relying on 
debilitating strength.
Driven by greed she acts:
Deft hand of betrayal	 
dealt by a femme fatal. 

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 
Contest: Pleiades - D
Sponsor: Kim Merryman
Placed 3rd
© 29th August 2016...

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The pavement is her catwalk
She is headstrong and proud
A beauty who demands attention
And turns heads in  a crowd.

Dressed to kill 
And  sure to thrill
An exhibitionist
Struts her stuff
In alluring attire
That says
You can look but you can't touch.







Peter Dome. Copyright. 2017....

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Pied piper Spider Spidy web poet of Lill
                        Jabbed by muse Arachne she got dressed to kill
                                   She met her hubby Punisluffer
                                    An web ballet choreographer
                        In fret and flirt she chomped his heart-a lovechill...

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Petals of Beauty
Showing up the Flowers
Hiding in Plain Sight
From Monkeys and Birds

Orchid Mantis, 
Does her best 
To wait casually, and quietly
for her dinner to fly straight to her.

A predator dressed to kill,
She eats up her tasty beetles
and butterflies in front of her
archenemy, the monkey

Who neither sees 
or suspects...

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Impoverished, destitute no money to spare
This woman with green eyes and cascading hair 
On a mission to find something to wear
Impress she must as though she hadn't a care
Green velvet drapes hanging in her foyer
Torn down and fashioned just for her
This woman in green shown like a mare
Femme fatal, Scarlett O'Hara, as no others compare
Dressed to kill as only she dare
In the green dress that she did wear...

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Play time tuning into whats hot
Dress and make up
The evening is full with all outdoors
Going forward teaming up loose ends
Your call to the dance floor 
Well with wait 
Right picks don't come too often
Dressed to kill looking dead 
Wonderful
Smells of the best 
Tantalizing in the mix
Slide step 
Shake it up
Next move to the table drink
All work and no fun 
No not this time
Almost perfect mate stature...

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Come and see
me without you:
A series of unfortunate events
stand by me
for better or worse.
Four weddings and a funeral
snatch
the neverending story,
where the wild things are
enchanted.
The vanishing,
living in oblivion,
scream
into the wild
field of dreams.
Racing stripes,
dressed to kill
the departed
return to Neverland,
dazed and confused,
missing
stardust.

(Each separate line is a movie title.)...

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Deal breaker,
agenda maker, 
Your dressed to kill in Style
This world you scan ,
you subtly plan
With a snicker and a smile
On naive souls you prey
Who cross your way
And fooled to give their love to you
You build their trust
Blind them with your lust
Then crush them when your through
Demon daughter
The souls you slaughter
Can never love again
You laid them bare
Trapped in your snare
To live forever with the pain...

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I waited, dressed to kill
in red,
and in love

both, of which 
I could have been coaxed out of

You have turned a pale shade of white,
my Valentine

Al Green sang to me,
as my pen danced as your substitute 
we danced all night long,
stationary, our dance floor.

As we whirled to the emotions
of words' sounds; hand in hand,
we went round and round
and round

No one else in the room
most of all, not you
as my ink turned 
from red to blue...

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dreamt to relieve myself
of fearful thoughts, patriotic
plots. dressed to kill in Washington
skirt, no pants of a farmer
wielding a British brown bess
blessed with happiness before
the frightening knock at the door
exploded out of shock
towards the door...towards the door
while family holds their revolutionary breaths
the bouquet
of children unaware
of dangerous situation
a shot in the dark
a shot heard round the world
that never stops

7/16/2020...

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You writhe and squirm, twist and bend,
Agonized for thirst of air.
And I’m bound by chains onto the ground, 
Chained like a slave to a chair.
	
Still you dance on the edge, the open sill, 
The sill open for a shattered erase.
Dressed in beautiful, dressed to kill, 
An intoxicating purple tipped lace.

Are you just an idea, a butterfly notion,
Are you more than a theory to lure?
Since every night asleep, all I dream is of you,
Till you vanish in a puff of obscure....

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The world is filled with babies
And the parents who adore ‘em,
Though unrelated bystanders
Most often will ignore ‘em.
 
For many aren’t near as cute
As relatives believe.
The filter that’s tied up with love
Is easy to deceive.
 
Some infants wear the faces
They’ll parade in when they’re old
And others, even dressed to kill,
Are homely to behold.
 
Since I became a nana
It’s just natural to compare.
I assure you, though, my grandkids
Outshine everyone out there!...

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