Short Frequents Poems
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A lady who frequents downtown
Wears a frown like a circus clown
One day she fell
And bloody hell
She wore a big smile (upside down)!
A swindler who frequents Toledo
has Fools Are Born To Be Canned as his credo
Scamming the mob by mistake
he made a hasty break
He now fences had soap in Escondido
2/7/22
There once was a seal named Neil
Whose antics did greatly appeal
Some called him fat
But don't be like that
He's not what you'd call genteel.
* The real Neil is a 1,000 kg southern elephant seal who frequents a small town in Tasmania, Australia.
I have a friend by the name of Tim,
He keeps in shape when frequents the gym.
His Kelly green Mustang he drove
And smack'd it into a cove.
The witches got him and ate one of his limbs!
Dorian Petersen
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2014
October,5,2014
with deep regret
i've confessed that i'm in love with someone
someone who frequents the establishment quite often
with each statement of love
and description of how i could love him
i've sunk myself deeper into despair
while admitting it's the bartender i love
confession to a bartender
Malevolent demon,
Exploiter of pure malice,
And funny business,
Sif's whorish haircut
Enraged Thor, then soothes gods,
With tripartite gifts,
Goaded Balder's death,
Had perverse shape-shiftier Thokk
More appeasing piques,
Clings Narvi's bowels,
Whilst pains cured by Sigyn's bowl,
Vows evil frequents.
Who was she? I asked for she had evaporated in front of us.
“Brighid, Mother of Ireland,” said a familiar voice.
It was my father-in-law. He frequents this pub daily.
“How do you know?” I asked him.
“Saw her sixty years ago; she looks the same. Never ages.”
I decided to look her up after that, and I was not disappointed.
it's a longing
present... but so present
that often frequents us ...
A real reminder of something
that existed one day
and that is still done
consistent...
Wrapped up is in us,
but it is so simple to untie
that lies down, sleeps and
stretches
in our souls ...!