Tate Poems - Poems about Tate

Andrew Tate influencing kids but his peers think he’s stupid not someone you’d want to know what is he without his doe? Have you ever seen him smile have a laugh or look like fun a material Barbie boy lifestyle is he what you want to become The man is lacking intellect you don’t want...

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Her voice sounds like she’s speaking through a fan when she whispers. She always whispers when we stroll through the colossal Tate. She’s cautious and quiet in case the art may be eavesdropping. It all seems silly to me, Van Gogh had a hard enough time hearing when he was alive. Hedging my bets, I say “I...

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SPONTANEOUS TATE AND PROCRASTINATE Spontaneous Tate and Procrastin Nate, brothers getting ready for a special date. Tate said “Nate, there's lots to do.” Nate said, “Yes, I know! Just worry about you!” Tate said “Nate, oh my, just look at the time.” Nate said “Hey man, it's on my mind!” Tate said, “I fear we'll meet our doom, if we're not...

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They called out "Nutmeg'" hurry up, Fred is onstage and doesn't want another flop, I'd been taking dancing lessons overnight, hoping my under eye bags wouldn't cause too much fright, Fred in his usual top hat and tails, while I wore a dress as big as a sloop sail, grabbing my hands and swinging me all around, the director watching us with...

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I once shocked you by my Queen Maud Fromage poem, remembering a time when the good Queen Maud choked on the heavy stuff. Her courtiers were about her suddenly, and Queen Maud was thumped on royal back most thoroughly... Thoroughly, yes thoroughly... I have it on good report. A doctor would not lie to me about Queen Maud, now, would he so? The event put Queen off the cheese for...

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Moto Guzzi outside the Tate Oh glistening awesome motor stallion your dovetailed bars, the windscreen’s sheen you are indeed a work of art each time I mount your leather saddle your growling maelstrom comes to meet your parody of love and travel lest not to trust the judge’s gavel thus speed the seed the heavens open red as lust and sunshine clear shine the...

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From the time we met I will never forget how nice and, down to earth you was your smile lit up the sun and, touched my very soul I always thought of you saying many good things about you hoping one day see you again In your passing I never how smart you were I never knew how...

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An old man, few niceties, some stuttering and near collapses. "I long to be abducted," he intones. Doesn't look up. The first read through I can only see his hands and a little white tuft under his lip quivering. His voice is gruff and low, but we're all laughing and our gaze is warm. If he feels any of it, we can't...

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For all the time I knew I always loved you I always thought of you meant so much to me when you left it hurt me I never knew how tall you are how smart you are I wish I have heard some of the things you said the way you expressed your many thoughts you are the...

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