Snaggle Poems - Poems about Snaggle

... We sleep on each other, lick on each other, run around and nip on each other, we are wholly 'each other,' personalities hid in the ruff and fur around our necks and the snaggle of ou......

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...Courtesy Google, I learned Dynata...mite! Constitutes the world’s largest first-party data platform for insights, activation and measurement Earlier today August 28th, 2022, a representative......

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...These are the best sports poems by Michael R. Burch, Part V Just Smile by Michael R. Burch We'd like to think some angel smiling down will watch him as his arm bleeds in the yard, ripped of......

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...He was a hatchet-faced guy with snaggle-teeth, most said he was okay in a peculiar way. It happens sometimes; snaggle-toothed hatched faced guys get itchy, the kind of itch you can't buy a crea......

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...Poems about Children V Pan by Michael R. Burch Among the shadows of the groaning elms, amid the darkening oaks, we fled ourselves Once there were paths that led to coracles that clung to ......

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...Poems about Fathers and Grandfathers IV Neglect by Michael R. Burch What good are your tears? They will not spare the dying their anguish. What good is your concern to a child sick of l......

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...Here and Hereafter by Michael R. Burch Life’s saving graces are love, pleasure, laughter ... wisdom, it seems, is for the Hereafter. Laughter’s Cry by Michael R. Burch Because life is......

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...He was a hatchet-faced guy and snaggle-toothed. Most said he was a good guy, but sometimes it happens with snaggle-toothed hatched faced guys, in time they get itchy, the kind of itch you can't......

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...Now pick apart My S E X U A L I T Y and tell me these traits That must define me. From my heads to my tippy toes Am I more man or Mo? Dont hesitate While you emasculate They must call you We......

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...We’d like to think some angel smiling down will watch him as his arm bleeds in the yard, ripped off by dogs, will guide his tipsy steps, his doddering progress through the scarlet house to tell h......

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...On Halloween the spirits rise and walk this ancient planet, once again. Put out your jack-o-lanterns to keep them away from your door. Make them scary and snaggle toothed to get those gh......

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... Sitting on the porch neath the old Oak, breakfast is over, bacon, fried yeast bread and peach preserves canned by hand in ancient jars. They’ve seen their share of life, garden to......

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...a hush shivers my spine, it reeks havoc and I no longer speak- I traveled back in time, the only thing I find is the tapping of soft feet. they keep quiet at daybreak, and wipe a tear befo......

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...On morning-time drives, my daughter and I, Would sing along songs which rarely were heard, That music was playing seems to defy, My recollection of photographs blurred; Vividly now, still I s......

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...Side Note: This next poem is an old poem from high school that WAS, and I repeat WAS based off a dream I once had of an old crush I had who I no longer think of and thank God for that! That guy was a......

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