Wallboards Poems - Poems about Wallboards

...If I was any more flexible I could bend over backwards and touch the top of my head on the ground If I was any more flexible You could paint me green and call me Gumby If I was any more fle......

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...Watching the small crowds of people declaring their rights Guns on their belts in their hands yelling at Governors and pressing at policemen Spitting at mask wearers, licking boxes and pointless f......

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...Crossing over the threshold creaks as loud as thunder wallpaper peeling from years of old like all of its memories of yonder The wallboards and the floors just bursting to tell their many sto......

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