Waggish Poems - Poems about Waggish

...He had an endearing, waggish way Mischievous was my cousin Jay Played tricks on me and my friend Kay She is still smitten to this day......

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...This 30th of November, I can be dragged down by men that I loved. And they feel no guilty I’m caged in maturity. A little girl tugs my fuchsia leg-split “Tear it or tear down”. ......

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...On the other side of the village, there lived an old woman. Every day, she walked barefoot on a country dusty road, passing by our neighborhood. In the summer, we played all day long in the dust......

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...BULINGDON BOYS Bogus ! Bullingdon boys ! Engaged in chaotic noise, raising cheerful voice but not pretty sight. All are out at night. Bold Bullingdon l......

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...I have a pet, a smart little dachshund Whenever I go out, he follows me always Watching him wag his tail is fun Mischievous he is, his antics amaze Raven black is his shining skin, ......

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...Antisocial anacondas don't associate in numbers; Bears and beavers don't become the best of friends. Civet cats catch rats, so is it any wonder On doleful dingoes dire dilemmas do descend? Effete......

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...I’m Face-Timing with my Grandmère, we touch-base once a week. I love that face, wrinkled, like wind-weathered driftwood, and she’s a wag. “Are you familiar with the ECB?” She asks. I wince at this......

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...Get barefoot and walk on grass Skip too if you may; enjoy long laughs Catch a firefly and watch it glow Hold it for only a moment and let it go Get......

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...It's hard to be Harry's Mommy He is like a raving Tsunami. "Why didn't you do the homework Harry?" "The letters were gulped by the papers, Mommy". "Why is the bedsheet so messy, Harry?" "It ......

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...I have some amazing collections! The moon, dark lacunae etched all over, Broke pearls strung on failed ideas, Hideous rocks, amassed from my life's path, A worn-out journal and it's mortifying ......

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...Swaying turbulent ripples of musings Unfold my heart’s deep yearnings. Numb inside with perturbed passions, Flaring eyes digging clock and my ears Lament for the whispers of your secrets......

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...My friend has gone shopping for chicken stock. I miss her so much. The drapes are drawn I have to see, cannot be closed in I miss my outer side so much. Outside, last winter’s trees are clutch......

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...Jiggery pokery maestro Charlie Chaplin on screen comic icon amusing stamp. Unreal acts turned art verisimilitude waggish movie journey from ’Kid’ to ‘Tramp’. January 15, 2021 Syllable co......

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...Dad could roll a cigarette with just two fingers and the tip of his tongue. I saw him do this once in a wind storm. Magically he would shave just close enough to keep his grizzled face blue......

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...Neither fame, nor fortune sought, sans this anonymous wordsmith, whose quirky pastiche (no matter evokes collywobbles, when risky business undertaken to spill forth most confidential personal wo......

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