Taylor Poems - Poems about Taylor

I am tired of Taylor Swift, Her face I can not avoid. I know you gals get my drift. I love her, but am annoyed. She has all those Swifty fans. Isn't that enough for her? All she does is sing and dance, and is known throughout this earth. Her picture is everywhere! Won't you give me a break Please?! Kelce...

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Swifties Unite! Mimi, Taylor's most insta-swifty, totally meowed As she grabs some me time, she'll vote she vowed I really must flush and shoo Me lady needs the loo Swifty Cat ladies unite! We’re smart, brave and proud! ...

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So much to offer, so much to give Knowledge, Artistry, plenty of good ideas Word perfect, beautiful surface, and the smile Loves deeply, loyal completely, wicked sexy style So troubled, so Anxious, given too much pain Depression, abusive men, she's crying reign If only she could see what I see...

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Taylor's pretty swift, a single cat gal with grit A brash gust of fresh air with verve drive and wit Swifties exude grand elation So goes Swift, so goes the nation! Scared of big yeller bullies? Not one damn bit...

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She's strutting down the neon streets, With a smile that the world can't beat. Glitter rains from every note, Catching fire in her velvet coat. Crowds roar wild, the beat won't slow, She's the spark that sets the show. Dizzy lights and hearts that sway, In her name, the night's in play. Gold confetti, fame untamed, A legacy with joy proclaimed. Her tunes, they crash,...

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I want to know who’s going to tell Trump that the job he’s currently seeking might just be one of those black jobs?—Michelle Obama please don't squander what those before us fought hard for all of their lives ~ he wants you to fear two highly educated black successes whose lives thrives something wonderfully magical is in...

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A shallow thinker of little integrity A sycophant stinker and less empathy A wanting to return to a golden age which never existed, with ludicrous rants that serve to enrage Catty remarks weird and twisted... Selflessly she married into a family, it only makes her more inspiring She won't hear the sounds of pitter patter, Kamala, her husband and stepchildren matter! ...

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Taylor Swift What is it with this singer that makes thousands  of people adore her, the lyrics, written by herself and signs of the problems encountered in hour life or is it something more we, the public, fail to grasp We live in an uncertain time, more so than in 1962 when the threat of nuclear war was near but still  not...

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Representative Marjorie Taylor Greene would love to rip out your spleen if Trump’s not the center of your world. Her radical convictions she has loudly unfurled. That she’s antisemitic is true and, it seems, white supremacist too. She has praises for Putin. For some murders, she’s rootin’. Certain Democrats make up this queue. She speaks of family values...

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i needed to step where i could fall my life is just misery i don't want to crawl missed it too much i needed to live where i can face people who're not innocent maybe it's him he can change but can he? maybe it's her she wanted me to die maybe? all of my muses lost in the blank pages thanks to taylor swift who saved me from jumping needed something in...

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Taylor Swift: Her musical talent is a gift. Her connection to her fans will not sever, but we (she and I) will never, ever, ever get together! ...

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Listening to the torture, the evidence of love lost, It soothes the loneliness and heavy hollowness Felt by so many; a smile creeps onto the face of Each of us, knowing we are heard by the poet. (for Taylor Swift)...

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Peter (my bf) and I were in Paris, about three weeks ago (I was on Spring break, he was on vacation from work). ‘Headstart for Happiness,’ by ‘the Style Council,’ was playing low somewhere. “This is the kind of starry winter night that guy from the Netherlands used to paint,” I observed. “If you were writing about it,”...

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It’s a chill and rainy Saturday night in New Haven - it’s Superbowl eve! My roommates Leong, Anna and Lisa and I were playing a game of Upwards - it’s a scrabble-like word game and we’re all strangely super competitive. My phone went “dunk!” A happy ‘Water jug’ sound messages make when they're from one of...

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Rants do not make great songs Rosanne Barr I am sorry to say not so great in a thong when you sell no tickets you have no show Unless you on the side streets of cali among peepers and creepers then ticket sales of two are no crime if you over and above nineteen invite the crowds to see the obscene When the show is...

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