Snooty Poems - Poems about Snooty

... I thrive on positivity, optimism, goodness, people, and humor Can live without smoking, alcohol, and a cancerous tumor I seek happiness, and live my joy by painting canvases daily. This helps m......Read More

... Somewhere the snooty scholars of the world quietly locked inside their dusty hall Under the dim light of a candle’s flame decide which label to put upon us all I see them now with my book in ......Read More

...I was at this here shindig just the other night was all duded up and was feeling all right When this fancy fella saunters over my way it 'peers to me like he might have something to say Gawking......Read More

...Cowboys don't know ‘bout pentameter beat when their crooning to the cattle at night As long as the rhythm is soft and slow makes no difference if it's sad or light Don't make no mind if it goes......Read More

...Politesse pleases me... thank you very much for letting me clutch your attention courtesy sharing following thoughts thru reading my poem analogous to invisible electronic, fantastic, kineti......Read More

...We became us, me and Pascal Perhaps slightly out with my rationale But I was 18, prone to cause a fuss Me and Pascal, we became us Difficult goth girl, RPG devotee Liked the same rock club yo......Read More

...The Heraclee sky was a lurid, neon blue but the morning was surprisingly cool (at 54°). The antemeridian sun managed to cast sharp, surreal, black-hole shadows, giving the world a baroque art look, a......Read More

...I am getting myself a retail therapy cat said my aunt. I met one once, and I am telling you that you simply can’t! She had made up her mind and brought home Mrs. T. A well-dressed cat that was per......Read More

... My mind and body thrive on the gentle rose. My passion for you is a tornado, as a sage knows. I'm frail and filled with a verve I didn't realize I had. The rose inside my heart has......Read More

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...Jacqueline Q lives in a world she has created. I listen and nod, for don’t we all? she surrounds herself with things that she loves. the reporter turns up her nose in a snooty way this wise pract......Read More

...On Halloween night in the year 1804 Costumed as a witch, I knocked on a door Now it's plain to see A spell was cast on me I became a frog, hopping on the floor Years of Hallowed nights had all......Read More

...Swirling autumn leaves for whom no one grieves, consumed by a storm, envelopes our form. Nodes within us stir and all chakras whir as our soul's tribute to death resolute. Eye......Read More

...Me and the missus live in decent sturdy accommodations (formerly Schwenksville Elementary School ofttimes referred to as prison, and manager as the de facto warden), albeit not so shabby nor ch......Read More

...truth in true form withstand storm minds transform has their corm beauty-norm less deform look lukewarm duties perform stands every great celebrity spell-bound in their beauty their s......Read More