Sideboards Poems - Poems about Sideboards

...MY MIRROR The Bright Morning Star wakes me as body adhere, moveable joints leads me to the replica of me. This is a lifetime routine i'm accustomed to. And I, a lonely audience, see you equal m......

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...He made no move at all As the alarm clock went off. But ten minutes later, It was obvious he was awake. He lifted himself out of bed And went towards the bathroom. He shaved himself With......

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...They hung around the beer joint with the finest Western wear with thumbs tucked in their belt loops and such a studly air. But those boots weren't made for stirrups and were polished to a sheen, a......

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