Talk Of Poems - Poems about Talk Of

A full African figure Is how I can describe her The Joy of seeing her Is it not to be found In her leaving as they drool Her face contemplative And easy grace mixed with charm A voice tantalizing as she browses I think she is on Tiktok now.. Fala.. she jokingly calls me When my teasing's are too much The Joy of a platonic friend Is...

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Sticks and stones may break your bones But names can put you down I'd rather have broken bones Than be the talk of the town...

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My grandkids talk of leprechauns As if they are alive And finding one is something For which both of them do strive. They know that unicorns aren’t real, So telling them the truth Seems easy, but they still believe A fairy takes their tooth. Of course, because St.Patrick’s Day Is right around the bend, I think I’ll just keep quiet And let both...

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She is the talk of the barnyard the alpaca’s whispered in tones. She is gorgeous, leggy, furry, and she has the prettiest bones. We were anxious to meet her but were jealous right away of course. Everyone was super excited about her beauty, even the camel and horse....

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They were the talk of the meadow, these bunnies, these two. They were so in love, others could not remain sad or blue. We watched them frolic and hop with so much joyfulness. We spied on them covertly, most did not make a fuss. They are cuteness personified, said the garden gnome. We should write them up in a song,...

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What could be said of chains? If not armoury, after what’s left What could be said of armoury? If not injury, after the scars What could be said of injury? If not a name, left on lips of today Our owner's name tattooed On our coloured skin, stayed. But now we say its swag from shops The sugar, the cotton, all know Our feigns,...

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It's Fall, and the night starts to creep up with stealthy footsteps. The sky is darkening and getting stormy. Lighting volleys down as thunder calls. Leaves have all curl and tall trees have swell from fear. Frankenstein's tea party is the talk of the town. The house and garden have been decked with string-out bulbs blinking...

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My hell is full. Please, go to hell with all your “as”, “too” and “as well”, find peace in somewhere else. Get out of here. My hell is full. The arguments you give is bull- sheet. My fatigued tongue swells to say over and over: hell is for bad poets only. Tell me what did write before you died? The choree, the...

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Luther Vandross recorded a song that says something like "We had the best love around... We were the talk of the town." I can't think of the last time a greatly famous and resilient love affair was the talk of even TinselTown; and certainly not New York,... maybe Paris? Hong Kong? Too Western commercialized, I fear; Shoot em up Mow em down I would love to see and...

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We've both heard the whispers From most of our friends They all seem to see through Where both of us stand If we walked in together Can you imagine the stares As the I told you so's Are heard in the air Let's be the talk of this town The bush is too small To still beat around We both know the truth It's time it...

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You Queen mine and I king you. I am your world and you are my god. But still you live,why do not you separate me apart. You Queen mine and I king you. Why do you say why are you angry. When I am with you forever. Do not you know this? Is not your heart in my heart? When is all this...

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You girl is very strange, Sometimes away, and sometimes you are close. Why do you go away when it comes back? You are excellent to me, My heart is close to you. (Girl)- you boy is a bit weird, A little crazy and little fine. Tighten as agitate you, I feel very well. I will play in such a way and I will not...

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Here's the kid that took a **** in the urinel they picked on him and threw his books down in the hallway used to eat from the empty tray lunches gave him rides home from school kids told me I wasn't cool yet who are they anyway folks said he went off in the Army many years would pass having every reason...

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New York's the talk of the town. New York, New York. When you're passing through, you get a scenic veiw. Of the Statue Of Liberty. New York's celebrity host. They're the talk of the town. Manhattan's day, a queens souffle. A trip through Long Island. Hudson Bay along the way. New York, New York. If you say this twice. It's twice as nice. New York, New York.. New...

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people can tell my the smell and holiday bells that love is around its the Christmas sound santa walking up and down its the TALK OF THE TOWN...

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