Spitball Poems - Poems about Spitball

...Where art thou anonymous benefactor...to offer me succor? Ah... methinks legal tender could be a boon to help me bolster mein kampf with necessary material equipage, which prospect to acquire......

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...The split level blinks at Chestnut End under twilight's tremble, ripping me, the oily menhaden bait, from the under boot The Chestnut dwellers bold interrogative flushes him down then......

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...Acrostic Memory Acrostics introduced in fifth grade on a rainy winter afternoon Careful crafted choice of words written in lyric cadence hues Rhythmic flow like music class - songs of skaters wa......

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...My dad is bigger than yours she said. It made me mad; I wished she was dead. Took my anger to my Uncle Ned. He started laughing, happy instead. Most serious now, sick in my head, Ran to my cou......

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...Where art thou anonymous benefactor...to offer me succor? Castaway stranded on figurative deserted island pitted with absolute zero salvation, sole recourse finds scant consolation with pray......

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... A tale of two twins ... Kit: That sure was a mean swing, Dottie. You knocked it out of the park. You’re the Sultana of Swat. I love the way you ‘round the bases doing your cute duck......

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...the upshot constituted a figurative straw that broke the virtual camels back where yours truly fingered as scape goat, who meekly, passively, and subserviently felt the stinging cr......

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...Watching "Law and Order" and feeling a little bummed out I pick up the Times and see that my team - the NY Metropollitans have have lost Perhaps I should re - read the baseball ......

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...The alarm clock brushed my teeth and then forced me to drink orange juice. As I looked out the window, a cement sky was pulling down the corners of my mouth. The newspaper on my front steps was wette......

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