Skit Poems - Poems about Skit

It has been long days and stormy nights Battle ground stations were music played a light Guided the way Sleepless nights how did I stay as the mask fell to the ground off their face Who were these people Turned out they were fake smile in the face of the one who gave without a word took shots to keep to teach them to live still...

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After a few seconds of disturbing silence had passed yet no one agreed upon the presented agenda, one of the shortest tempered participants kicked the chair, stood up, pounded the table and yelled “let’s adjourn the meeting; I’m tired of it, we have no reason to sit together” and he was the least important person among the group. When he opened the door...

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Mary Skit was full of hot air She was a balloon...

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Skit, Scat, Scram, Skadattle. Get, going, and gone. Won't be back, until the break of dawn. We sat down town.Wearing a funny frown. Me and my little lady.In her little night gown. Skit, Scat, Scram, Skadattle. Get, going, and gone. Won't be back, until the break of dawn. Grabbed some dinner at the corner cafe. Lost all, our hard earned money. So we just couldn't...

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I snook up to the window Light was lit inside Trying to make myself invisible Against the wall I pressed my side I shuffled along inch  by inch was just about to peak When i heard someone in the room Raised voices and a slap, felt weak Oh my what shall i do now Do I call the police  Can hear a lady screaming Something about...

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