Whomping Poems - Poems about Whomping

...I wonder looking out the window how it came to pass the car ran up a tree. Let Mario Andretti take a bow; its headlights glare and stare right back at me. It seems that Granny shifted in revers......

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...La llorona Oh La llorona, The spirits of your children weep for thee At the stump of the whomping willow tree Down by the same riverbank you ended their young lives Their souls unable to ......

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...She here elbowed past me stomping, pausing not (although me whomping With her wildly swinging handbag – five kilograms, if not more). Cackling brusquely in a lather, that I should her baggage gathe......

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...Char comes into my office with an angry face and stomping. I know she is mad, for my throw pillow she is whomping. I get her settle down, and we share a laugh or two. If Mrs. McLead is around the ......

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...Tantalizing paws upon her finessed bust Potent mindful deception over her anatomy Forced wrench of her vibrant razzmatazz cowlick A metamorphic transformation within Dissonant mar amongst her col......

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...89 years for a room full of idiots to end slavery on paper in the US & 89 years for that room full of idiots to get their *****together & stop Jim Crow--- it took them 92 years to allow African-Am......

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