Wettest Poems - Poems about Wettest

...Rare grandness and extravagant appeal, Chrysiridia Rhipheus ideal, classified initially as a moth, butterfly reborn as man of the cloth, females, too, together metamorphized Papilionidae catergo......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It's rather dark and bleak in here and I think I've worked out why; We've nothing left to talk about - the conversation has run dry. We can be quite a jolly ......Read the rest...

...The sound of a cow peeing is the wettest sound, let go like a bucket slush on a barn slab or so my grandfather used to say. When my son comes home I hear his fire hose upstairs and rememb......Read the rest...

...It’s true, the afternoon is young; I’ll make a bet: Before the sun has set, Strawberries will have sprung From underneath your tongue. Delectable, yes, tres delish You won’t forget: Exceede......Read the rest...

...Although I am a ***** white Queen let me reassure you I can be just as mean or as green, Mr. Clean, as any fascist conjured in your wildest wettest dream. I can kick my ruby RightWing heels......Read the rest...

...Paint never would smile at Turpentine And I tell you The Serpentine Wouldn’t at The Truest Valentine “Hither I Come!” from Far- Off Turpentine In Paint’s eardrums, A Monstrous Frankenstein And-t......Read the rest...

...If your mindset isn't producing the wettest type of wet, you've forgotten how to dream. How to fall asleep in one state and arise in a realm of possibilities you never thought attainable. No matt......Read the rest...

...There were slimy spotted frogs jumping out of the oaks, Slickest yellow raincoats worn by the bravest of folks. And giraffes trying to hide in the daisy flowers. While we were saturated with Apri......Read the rest...

...i am way too hyped to think i see it and i am entranced it is not an infomercial it is not an advertisement it is not even the wettest of dreams it is the real thing....right in front of my eyes......Read the rest...

...It's late August, summer's finally arrived Up until now, we've really been deprived Rain up to our ears In all my years The wettest summer since Jack was baptized......Read the rest...

...Wettest summer in Ontario in the last twenty annuls Turning quite aquatic, could swim the English Channel That used to be a big deal Now it's lost it's appeal I'm really no hero, just an ......Read the rest...

...An Ancient Poet's Muse, Just A Playing Snow outside, was whitest white, so I wrote Cream and butter, sisters on fine tables. Sang I, out of tune, nobody took note Now sure, there are true heroe......Read the rest...

...With diamond like skin, she cut me deep with her venomous attitude Frustrated at the sound of her voice, nauseous at the smell of her breath My blood pressure boils angrily, turning my head into......Read the rest...

...African, Dutch, Aruba deep sea blue eyes, ebony skin, a beautiful winter snow brite smile, feet of pearls covered in oyster meat, walking miles across cotton soft crocodile tile, legs of dark golden......Read the rest...

...Wettest dewdrop hangs soundless on the edge Of flashy, cheerful orange red lily Mirroring emerald green foliage Balanced close by, aimless, o’er the beauty Dew drenched pea green shrubbery is c......Read the rest...