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Short Kleptomaniac Poems

Short Kleptomaniac Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Kleptomaniac by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Kleptomaniac by length and keyword.


The Face of the Night
The stars do not dance
My wife says no african
Country must be ruled
By a kleptomaniac
The face of the night is sad...

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Categories: kleptomaniac, africa,
Form: Tanka



Time Tank
T:ime is a dreadful thing,
I:t hurts without mercy,but also heals,
M:imicry it plays,
E:ndless it is,

T:ime,
A: tank of scenarios,
N:estled in a cocoon of mystery, 
K:leptomaniac it is,but also gives....

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Categories: kleptomaniac, time,
Form: Acrostic
Premium Member The Kibitzy Kleptomaniac
A kibitzy klepto keeked like a kakapo at a kerfy knotholey kist that kept knickknacks made from kidskin and krimmer in it. His knockoff kiths were knackered of the kookie knucklehead's kleptomaniacism- kudos to them!...

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Categories: kleptomaniac, humor,
Form: Verse
Premium Member A Klepomaniac
Look it up, Queen Mary Ist was a kleptomaniac Visiting people's homes, stealing stuff behind their backs Now that was not nice Criminal to be precise Far as I know, none of my family are kleptomaniacs in fact
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Categories: kleptomaniac, surreal,
Form: Limerick
Miss Prudie Plunkett
Instead of a purse, Miss Prudie Plunkett carried a frumpy sack 
Brazenly swiping, filching, odd & ends and bric-a-brac...
Until one day at the five-and-dime
The store clerks gave her a terrible time
Banned her for life and labeled her a kleptomaniac!...

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Categories: kleptomaniac, humor, humorous, people, silly,
Form: Limerick



The Poem of Big Words
In lieu of tempestuous behavior
Please read the words I write
A colloquium of emotions
Oh, what an equivocal sight

I'm a kleptomaniac of pain
Feeding off the reaction
A ventriloquist of theft
So idiosyncratic

And in this conglomeration
Of acculturation by design
I live life by a pseudoynm
Pretending that it's mine...

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Categories: kleptomaniac, dark,
Form: Rhyme
Caboodle Corpse
vile vibed violin
pruning punctured pelvics
damped veins scrunching
tossing tactic traces
kleptomaniac kinky crunches
vesting voluptuous voices

silly strength spent
spilled seals etched
rustic reels rent

callous crest cupped
lanky lousy lust
revamping coda rust

balletic bounty bod
assumed caboodle Corpse.
    19:11:17:14:53...

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Categories: kleptomaniac, allegory, emotions, feelings,
Form: Sonnet
Flimsy Feelings Forward - Day 2
punctured passion puke
nauseated by nude
dark dresses dump
lankily lurch lust
aura canvassing curses
seeped'n saucy beauty

felon face sighs
kindly kleptomaniac eyes
scorching smirking sight

limbs like axe
skipping made sharp
dug tunnel apt

flimsy feelings forward
into tunnel falls.
     '20:02:02:11:56

~Note~ A lady dressed seductively arouses him......

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Categories: kleptomaniac, sexy,
Form: Sonnet
It's When I Think of You
Walking through the city streets  late at night, 
The rain soaking me to the bone 
It's on rainy nights like this 
when I think of you most 
It makes me want to come by your home
To tell you something that happened 
A long time ago 
When we parted and went our separate ways
I'm not accusing you of being a kleptomaniac 
But you took my Repel Umbrella 
and I want it back!

JSB...

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Categories: kleptomaniac, memory,
Form: Prose Poetry
Fostered Fame's Club
wanky waves wailed
rustled reeling rage
leering la-de-da lust

lanky leg's lurch
seeped'n smothered surge
tilts taunted cup

serves felon finger -
punctured palm rogered
kleptomaniac knuckles gulped

meagre contractions mated
bounty success birthed:
fostered fame's club.
'20:05:11:16:40

Note: A reflection on an African form of poetry called "Gammo" ... Was invited to submit a piece on it....

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Categories: kleptomaniac, success,
Form: Sonnet
Deceived
My inquisitive mind deceives sometimes,
Finds information that just isn't so,
I find myself committing crimes,
My excuse being that I just didn't know.
Luckily I have never been caught,
Its hard to stay honest and yet,
I just say its something I bought,
Because my foolish mind causes regret.
I thought I was supposed to take it.
I walked away, I did not run.
Never assumed I would not make it.
The life of a kleptomaniac is no fun.




Fiction...

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Categories: kleptomaniac, addiction,
Form: Rhyme

Book: Reflection on the Important Things