Venti Poems - Poems about Venti

... The in-sense of dying night falls in the early morning burn. The mating song of the beast calls in the darkness, hyenas mimicking loved one, per eac......

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...The taste of vanilla lingers on my lips, long after we kiss, The flavor of her love, always at the tip of my tongue, The curvature of her shape flows elegantly, Her skin feels smooth and velvety a......

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...The Only Star For Me It’s my corner coffee shop, Starbucks The cheer starts here with hot coffee I’ll get yours, it’s nothing, awe shucks A home away from home, my family A blended Frappucci......

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...We’re on Fall break this week and Peter’s favorite aunt - Lita - is visiting. Lita’s a tall, slim woman (eek! A guess), in her early sixties. She’s nicely weathered and tan. I’m sure she once had Pet......

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...[To the tune of Superstar from the musical Jesus Christ, Superstar] All you drivers, listen up! You need a new plan. Driving down the highway, you gotta use bot......

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...I have people often ask me Where do you get this stuff Which got me into thinking Of opening something up A little shop where poets Can freely purchase rhymes Either in bulk quantities Or on......

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...By Laura D August 26, 2016 Give me the strength to carry through The times you knew the audience was out of view When you're alone and crying out to nothing No one can hear the ugly side of fo......

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...From my alarm's first beckoning until that first Venti Columbian at Starbuck's, I knew the day could be filled with stress. There was an endless Leadership Staff meeting where Hanrahan imposed hi......

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...To slay that draggin' You really need a good night But when your bed's a bit too far Take a break Pull over your car Dr. Pepper, Mountain Dew Really anything will do Rockstar Monster Superd......

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...Her currents are the watercourses that drive the gales and rain her depths carry the bounties that man has fished for gain Her circulations can bring the te......

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...What is innocence Is it a little boy that pulls his toy fire truck down the street And it follows him on a string As he dodges empty beer bottles And crack needles Wishing his toy. had wing......

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...- First Cup Brew, Plunge, Percolate, Morning ritual observed... Elixir of life. - Single-Shot Caf, Half-Caf, De-Caf, Espresso, mocha, latte... Steamed milk, not too hot. - Americano Tall......

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...tu vedes mihi se voles et in loci que voles, ego sum diversus- scribo versum, entro spaci Mnemosiae,- rosae sunt in verbi, dolori et desideri, et verae sunt gratitudinae da cordi a medici Hos......

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