Snook Poems - Poems about Snook

...The story of dory And the story of John Could be glory Could be wrong Dory was a Gent at heart Dorian was the birth mark John preferred the Dory part As was his name from start A younger......

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...Elmira faerie used to paint teeth It was disgusting. She asked to be reassigned. faerie manager took pity on her. She now paints flowers white. Lily of the valley, daisy, Queen Anne’s lace. S......

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...- The Villanelle Of The Look MINDSET MISCONCEPTIONS- Misconceptions babbling unspoken about the look Deeply was just so broken and outgoing Forces could never forget the outcome book Stories ......

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...Life is running among the Pages of time book Is the journey easy as it looks? Well the journey is through a flowery/thorny Brook At times, life runs through flowers and is happy like a snook Whil......

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...I like you did I really say that out loud? she did not look at me walking in silence, no eye contact As we approached her yard she motion with her hand to stop ......

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...The cats ventured out from every nook, As if parading from a pretty picture book. One gave me a very scary look. It truly had me feeling a little shook. You’re not afraid of cats? Asked Mother ......

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...'Course as a grim teller of tall tales, (albeit poetic) reasonable rhyming quasi roundelay I readily admitted to feign cuz, stringing words together with pride and prejudice plus sense and sensi......

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...I loved you John Wayne! I wished you were my father or maybe an older brother who’d tutor me to be tough when manners weren’t enough and toughness was needed that civility be heede......

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...A hot July evening, and nothing had stirred, the minutes just ticked slowly past, too hot for much effort, and even the birds gave up chirping as long shadows cast. I savoured the moment and reac......

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...Announcing its presence it snook in above, through a window that I'd left ajar, no time get up and give it a good shove to close it, the distance was too far. I was in no position to choose 'figh......

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...The August's heat wave made streets sizzle, in the fifties there was no air conditioning; can we imagine the frustrutating feeling that made bodies and minds very feeble? Summer was fun on th......

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...There once was a pigeon Who lived in a cage Its fluffy exterior All tormented with rage. The beaky beast ruled The entire place Scaring it's fellow creatures Venom scribbled all over its fac......

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...Gotta  have   guts   to   fall   and   rise,  To buck the trend and wrest the prize, To   thrust  your  life   in  hands of mates, To believe in self, tempt the fates. Each day give yourself ......

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...My park to me was not see-saws nor swings instead, a treasure chest of stranger things. A marble grave, 1891, well kept where 'Tiny', estate owner's dog now slept. The long gone Manor House front......

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...?I thought that I would never see Another macho man like me. Ex-green Beret and Airborne Ranger, Who never shirked in face of danger. But that ancient myth was soon dissolved, When my wife aske......

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