Spitting Image Poems - Poems about Spitting Image

... Pleased as punch this mother quite proud Flips up her tail and neighing so loud Her gait so lively, her head held high A bright young mama, once a gleam in her eye Unbridled spiri......

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...A good man is hard to find, just as my Nana always said. That day, I witnessed tears in her eyes as she firmly stuffed the monthly tithe into the envelope and headed to church that Sunday morning. Ea......

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...This Dame no longer believes in luck even my existence doesn’t make it real I’m the spitting image of prosperity still she doesn’t believe.. not at all sitting here wishing for another time ano......

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...Lake county music company filled with slots carney folk real carny folk the little pete's illegal gambling road show throughout the Midwest gaming like your idol Frank Peter Balistreiri the ......

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...I don’t know you Like the back of my hand But I’d like to think I know a part of you Not everyone does. Like, I don’t know Your favourite colour But I think it should be blue Because that......

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...Your cat has returned without you. It is sleek and wiry like you, and does not like me anymore, but suffers me under its roof. At night it will not sleep with me, in the day it stares with wh......

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...“Are there many Fairy Folk other than the elves?” Joulupukki queried. “Not so many as before the humans took control of the world. The ones left behind in Erin included the Green Ones, as we ......

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...She gazed at the looking glass, but the mirror refused to grant her a preview of what might happen, a clear picture of where she had been and if she existed at all, the spectre of the moment seemed t......

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...Glee abounds when children’s antics taunt and tease a Mona Lisa spitting image tutor with chalk mark birthday ornate scrolls blackboard heartland cascade of impish warmth Date cre......

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...One proud and stoic glance astride wry smirks from this Mona Lisa spitting image tutor at the blackboard chalk mark debris caused by spurts of bold impish birthday warmth......

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...Did you know she cuts her wrist on a daily to take away the pain that you caused and that she’s socially awkward because you’re a spitting image of her father who beat her when she was younger. Every......

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...Have I ever told you that … “I don’t know what we’re supposed to do next.” Loveless, we sat down together to our evening meal. It wasn’t until I collected by bag at the airport that I realised I......

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...Do, re, mi Do you still remember me? I sat in front of my piano, wondering where the voice was coming from. And I pondered, oh I pondered, Who are you? And what do you want? I heard nothing. ......

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...Five Beginnings “I don’t know what we’re supposed to do next.” Loveless, we sat down together to our evening meal. It wasn’t until I collect by bag at the airport that I realised I didn’t love him......

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...Daddy Daddy why don’t you love me, wasn’t I the little girl you wanted me to be? Things with my mom weren’t meant to be but daddy daddy why did you leave me? Daddy Daddy why don’t you love me, ai......

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