Squealing Poems - Poems about Squealing

...They don’t make car parts at night. The factory is open tomorrow. I’m taking a walk. Out of the house when it’s night. I might eat breakfast. Something rotting. When it’s all over. I’m no......

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...Most of have heard or read the Adventures of Peter Pan A boy who never grew up and lived in Never Never Land The rewritten story goes that Tinkerbell is in love with Pete but in the original shado......

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...See that clown going around town, with his big floppy shoes, an orange wig, a red nose so bright, a haunting laugh. He pulls a rabbit from a hat, making everyone laugh. A balloon dog wal......

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...hard to read each pun which will happen upon us once upon a time when he was wishing while line on water swishing he had been fishing while at Westminster really had been sinister was suc......

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...I still didn't get my share from life, I will not stop fighting until I die. I will write lot of poem looks like, Who read remember name of my. If my ancestors spirit support to me, From every......

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...Ties The squealing of the glowing ties in my bottom chest drawer, ties I seldom wear and definitely don’t think much about, spreads in my knee to affect the lateral collateral and ......

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... A majestic banyan tree standing tall and free, Ages old, witnessing my life's journey . In the lane's corner, its presence stays, Reminding me of trajectory of happiness and sorrows. I re......

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...(Piece is intended to be the most complex vocabulary gothic ever) Grandiloquence, mellifluous pulchritudinous, gaiety of quintessential moistening serendipity, bile deluge if you show the sangu......

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...In the amalgamation of days, we forge a merciless kingdom, Telling stories of a future where fear and betrayal share a cold kiss. A land of howling blizzards, where the heart freezes to find its pl......

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...The Vessel pt. 2 - Leviæthan I 'neath the grim pallor of a Plutonian moon, Sheltered in the cloak of Phantom's embrace, A tempest rages within flesh— ento......

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... Umbilical umbrellica of umbral phantanes "Anjelsmoth Banjitreel Naievae" These are the spasmodic words you cause in me, dare to ascertain in my exotic condition of your cusping co......

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...the students parade in all clean and pristine squealing in delight as they spy friends loving the idea of a new school year dragging out seven hours later bedraggled and upset, angry about somet......

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...Throw the dice, walk away not looking at them. The act is much more necessary, than any outcome. The pig I shot as a youth, is still squealing, we ate almost all of it, until the grease sick......

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...The day after I was birthed, God and a bunch of sassy angels played Irish fiddles in a beery bordello, a place not yet colorized into reality. The next day, squealing in my two-day-old tight ......

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...Retirement offers things new I'm shouting a hip-hip yahoo If what you’re feeling Comes from a glass ceiling Stop squealing and just say I'm through! Retirement offers a lift Wit......

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