Ting Poems - Poems about Ting

A prince becomes a king as his mother heard her final ting His brother part of a ring A.i begins to sign Here’s the thing In the din that plays out all my sin with parties withe in credibly hukled(that A.I again) A dent that should be present A dick who likes his taters to much Everyone is dying but no one seems to not ice Ice Baby hit...

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I've Given Up I’ve given up on chasing stars, On mending scars with broken jars. The weight of dreams too far to reach, Has stolen words I used to preach. I’ve given up on morning light, On battles waged in endless night. The fires once burned in my chest, Now smolder, silent, laid to rest. I’ve given up on hope’s cruel song, A melody that...

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Dusk hoover ring dawn ting task of badinage... This hug gust aspiring writer..., albeit youth fool looking imp posse Hubble wordsmith, (i.e. the babbling dad) coon sitters hyperbole insync as acceptable literary playfulness, no matter figurative persiflage bespeaks, expresses, invokes, jimmy's... simultaneously stretching limits credulity (think courtesy metaphorical crowbar) teases out apropos exaggeration after quaffing vermilion vintage vermouth without shadow of doubt signifying untruth merely relishes using...

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“tao ting” how to say silently that silence is the best answer without break ing it...

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I am ill eke quipped to dusk hoover dawn ting task of badinage Indentured gumption forsaken courtesy each pulled wisdom-tooth this hug gust aspiring writer..., albeit youth fool looking imp posse Hubble wordsmith, (i.e. the babbling dad) coon sitters hyperbole nsync as acceptable literary playfulness, no matter figurative persiflage bespeaks, expresses, invokes, jimmy's... simultaneously stretching limits credulity (think courtesy metaphorical crowbar) teases out apropos exaggeration after...

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This hug gust aspiring writer..., albeit youth fool looking imp posse Hubble wordsmith, (i.e. the babbling dad) coon sitters hyperbole nsync as acceptable literary playfulness, no matter figurative persiflage bespeaks, expresses, invokes, jimmy's... simultaneously stretching limits credulity (think courtesy metaphorical crowbar) teases out apropos exaggeration after quaffing vermilion vintage vermouth without shadow of doubt signifying untruth merely relishes using me pickled brine as a practiced po' wit,...

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Dusk hoover ring dawn ting task of badinage... This hug gust aspiring writer..., albeit youth fool looking imp posse Hubble wordsmith, (i.e. the babbling dad) coon sitters hyperbole insync as acceptable literary playfulness, no matter figurative persiflage bespeaks, expresses, invokes, jimmy's... simultaneously stretching limits credulity (think courtesy metaphorical crowbar) teases out apropos exaggeration after quaffing vermilion vintage vermouth without shadow of doubt signifying untruth merely relishes using...

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she wrote that she confirmed me meaning her flight i knew because we con firmed each other it seems dinosaur ages ago before the supposed comet hit wiping out exsistance even while they were digesting suggesting suddenly so violently i can't even breath while trying to write this but i'm a bit of a survivalist but my poetry only exists because of her and so she becomes more then just a lightning strike but the rubbing of wood against flesh get ting a spark to at least start a flame where as she has not but i have...

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Finally got home in the dead of a cold night With the Gators starting to pull away in this holiday fight It seems like this is the end to the day full of games That featured college students who are establishing their names Big plays abound during the time when tourists are doing the South Florida...

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There has been much about being on a stage Since I started dealing with that adult style wage The Orange one used to welcome the new year With an evening date filled with cheer Now it says goodbye With a match worthy of a sigh Northerners will descend on the Hard Rocks To continue a tradition...

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An Asian pilot died in a plane crash His name, “Sum Ting Wong” he yelled as he splashed Drank too much water and choked Practicing the backstroke Sank to the bottom yelling, “I'm shrinking” in fact...

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While rummaging, mining, and distilling me gray matter, stoking mentality activates oft time surprising me, where unexpected novel cognizance never abates, I experienced becoming linkedin with cosmic fates, sans collective unconscious soul of the universe, and chanced to espy, (albeit only a trimmed speck), the spirit of William Butler Yeats considered one of the foremost figures of 20th-century literature, where elan suddenly accelerates though immediately abruptly stops dead still in figurative tracks utter...

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Beat quick This rhymes so sick, its needing nursing Flow tight off the bat there’s no rehearsing Challenge me to a battle? bruv I’m the first in, U shook, I see u rattle from just one verse in Keep the day job, and tighten up ur purse strings If there’s cash to be won, it won’t...

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We only see fate to exist, out of the lonely mist, rises the first date, holding so tightly, hearts pounding mightily, kicking up dust shes always a must...

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POETRY IS OUR NAUTURE N' STRIDE,(LIFE..) TO LET GO!! EACH PEN STROKES A UNIQUE *POWER* VIBRANTLY BLASTED COULOR: EN~SYNCED WORDS, JUST DIFFRENTLY EX* PRESSED..(IMAGINABLE!!) WE STAND ON FIRMED LAND; FULL OF LOVE N' NOT HATE; WE PULE N' LAUGH, BEING SERIOUS OR JOKE AROUND: WE'RE EQUALLY ABANDONED, BUT AGAIN PICKED~UP BY A LOVING HANDED STRANGER IN STRENGTH.... AGAINST...

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