Trashy Poems - Poems about Trashy

...Colleen, the fiery red head down the road learned to step dance She practiced up and down Ireland, then moved to Italy and France. Hot blooded Italians had never seen a ginger this beautiful and fl......

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...Ity had become odvious that her lack of attention of my concerns might have meant she was losing interest in me She had aligned herself with sevral known cockblockers in my family. That had consider......

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...NO FEAR OF JAMAICAN JAY TOWNSEND JOHNSON HENRY MARTH BREA WITCH OR THE MINUIONS PLOTTING TO MURDER ME FOR MY GRANDFATHERS HIGH HEIRARCHY IN ROME OR MY AMERICAN POETRY OR MY VIETNAM POW DISABLED HUSBA......

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...A (starry eyed) burst of creativity... at approximately a painfully early o'clock in the morning give or take an o'clock found yours truly (me) amassing line after line of a poem crazily coal......

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... Again it’s time to set some cars on fire To smash some windows shouting out obsceneties With Paris riots on TV you can’t get tired Like trashy sequels of the Chaplin’s comedies The action br......

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... Chetta is the nom de plume of a brassy, classy, sassy, and a little bit trashy sister of the summer sun, she's a lover of sugar and spice and everything nice; feels sunny, funny, and a little p......

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... I’ve had my share of Pitiless times from years gone before. Most have dragged my bleeding knees over life’s dirty floors. I’ve got scars decorating my body that still cause me pain, and h......

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...Leave My Feet In Poetry Now Firmly Planted I tried, compose a revelation poem about truth Did that in earnest, in my wild but honest youth But with mind fighting a stone wall nothing came forth ......

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...Ice, ice, baby You pour me over maybe A straw to pierce the depths Inhale the deepest breaths A fancy glass all fluted In milky joy I'm rooted A scoop of whizzed banana Tastes of pure Americ......

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... Elvis Aaron Presley, Elvis, came from poor beginnings born in Tupelo, Mississippi to Vernon and Gladys this boy loved the gospel music in church . . . . at thirteen his family moved to Me......

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...Reaping short terms benefits... before marital savings bond matured as a then quinquagenarian. Courtesy gerontologists medical practitioners allowing, enabling, and providing the elderly pop......

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...I posted my one thousandth poem, And this is one thousand and one. Although I’ve not quite hit my limit, At least for today, I am done! I think I might have a few keepers But trashy ones? Ther......

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...05.06.2020 Just because I’m a man Does it mean a woman is a merchandise? A device I use any time anywhere to please myself with Just because I'm a man Does it mean a woman is a caretaker? A ......

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...I dyed my hair red now he’s dying for me the flames leaping no shame no shame he is wide-eyed puppy-tailed i’ll lead him by the leash release him release me can yo......

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...I close my eyes and my world is so beautiful filled with happy, loving people full of jobs and security no one ever goes hungry I want to keep my eyes closed forever, but instead I open them ......

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