Sixer Poems - Poems about Sixer

...Santa and the Mrs. went out dancing They went to the Red Chapel wild prancing. Swing to the music and humped; Pulled away, sway round, and jumped. Pushed, wobble away, looked back proud, glancing......

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...Welcome! I am Captain G. Willikers. Really? Truly? That be your name. Oh no, Silly Billy, hid'n d'G all the same. O let' me guess, O let' me guess. What could d'G be.. Guess away, gu......

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...Santa went out last night dressed as mutton. Partied too much; was a real butt on. Woke with aching hangover. Mrs. Santa, boil-over, Threaten to punch in his bellybutton. You need to deliver......

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...I am ... I am the land of Ashoka the Great, of Kwaja E Hind, Sachin's Sixer, of Sania’s Stoke, of Aryabhata & Abdul Kalam, Tan sen and AR Rahmans,Lata Mangheshakar & Mohammed Rafi, of Chanakya &......

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...My Hooch Wounded soldier Couldn't be wiser Couldn't be bolder Road soda Training wheels older My sixer This isn't over Forget the tipple Make it a triple Gimmie the moonshine Just make it all mine ......

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...Reminiscing Sitting here the sky is grey Contemplating what to do today I’ve read some poems this morning anew They made me think of when I was with you The love we sh......

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...Trade-off in the school yard- soccer cigarette cards equals five stones plus my sixer conker.......

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...On the occasional Tuesday night, with my mother at work and my sisters and I in our pajamas, my father would invite over his brothers and his friends from the lumberyard to drink beer and......

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