Squeaks Poems - Poems about Squeaks

I heard the echoes of each gassy squeak Held my breath when I sniffed his stinky leak He let out a few more So I ran for the door Before his toots made the entire room reek Others came out, while pinching their noses His flatulence poured out like fire hoses Oh, what a horrid smell Worse than rotten egg shell And can't be...

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Pretty girls turn my crank and oil my squeaks Age has no bearing, I'm ready so to speak Still ready to meander My fingers will scamper All over her landscape listening to her shriek...

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April 26, 2018 Thursday 9:10 am A COMING APART OR A COMING TOGETHER WHEN WILL I HAVE YOU? I ask oh, anything to get you to focus on us Think about Talk about us but, the bait isn’t taken You must forget how much this love seeks to validate to commeserate to be When will you be all mine? I whimpered, I wondered,...

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I love my house Though it’s full of scratches and squeaks To accept imperfection has always been difficult For me, Especially in myself I’ve come to learn that when I truly love someone Or something that I also love the flaws Perhaps love is the only thing that is perfect...

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Pretty girls still turn my crank and oil my squeaks Age has no bearing, I'm ready for action so to speak Still ready to meander My fingers will scamper All over her landscape listening to her shriek...

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Pretty girls still turn my crank and oil my squeaks Age has no bearing, I'm ready for action so to speak Still ready to meander My fingers will scamper All over her landscape listening to her shriek © Jack Ellison 2016...

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My comfortable shoes are full of squeaks. An unrelenting sound I can't possibly ignore, Like an old wooden rocking chair that creaks Or noisy wet sneakers on a tile floor. It's quite loud and not only noticed by me, eek! I've tried tip-toeing but it's causing footsore. I'm aggravated beyond belief with these squeaks....

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"Hi baby!" endless phone calls, to unsuspecting members of "the family" the sweet OLD maid squeaks.... her lovely ancient SOUL, "hi honey" she squeaks. Makes me WONDER, is this someday how I will SPEAK?...

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