Yucky!
How can you
Smooch a guy
Who rims you?
It’s so yucky!
I can never do.
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Eeeeooow!
Baby you've got me...
So hot.
I like it!
Baby you've got me so hot!
I like it a lot.
Baby when you touch me,
I seem to sizzle on a grill overheated.
Baby when we smooch...
I feel my booty goosed!
And I get woosie like I'm boozed.
I am that flare you send right there.
Eeeeooow!
Baby you've got me...
So hot.
I like it!
Baby you've got me so hot!
I like it a lot.
Ow ow ow ouch!
Baby when we smooch...
I feel my booty goosed!
And I get woosie like I'm boozed.
I am that flare you send right there.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Being dubbed as a hunk sort of annoys me. It gives me a yucky feeling.
quote by Leonardo DiCaprio
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Belinda Ate a Booger
Belinda ate a booger,
On our field trip to Kentucky,
I can't believe she did that,
It's just so very yucky!
I think it's really nasty,
I'd die if they all knew,
One time in the first grade...
I ate a booger too!
poem by ToddMichael St. Pierre
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Sorrow stripped
you came in
you said
you carried that face
unbearably
under the masks
fingertipped
blind hand touched
their rims
cold
you came in
you said
you took off the coat
unbearably
unbuttoned
it was hanging
you stood there
she asked
you came in
you said
you had that
you carried your face
you masked
its rims
you came in
you said
unbearably
she
word blind
colour mute
unbuttoned
you came in
you said
fingertipped
masked
unbearably
' I'm no longer yours
and I think I've never been'
unbuttonedly
she cried
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Mowing Over More Woes
Leave me with my rubber duckie,
In my bathtub feeling lucky.
These days we live right now are suckie.
And can make one feel so yucky!
With a nitpick, sticky, pricking fit,
That can make one go ballistic quick.
Time alone at home is wanted.
So I disconnect the phone.
Just to sit in quietness,
Away from lip flipped arguments.
To relax and feel free...
To sip,
On a cup of tea!
These days we live right now are suckie.
And can make one feel so yucky!
But when I rub my rubber duckie,
In my bathtub I feel lucky.
Enjoying my time,
Relaxed...
With a cup of tea!
When I rub my rubber duckie,
In my bathtub I feel lucky.
Freed I am from arguments...
To me that makes no bit of sense.
When I rub my rubber duckie,
In my bathtub I feel lucky.
Freed I am from arguments...
To me that makes no bit of sense.
When I rub my rubber duckie,
In my bathtub I feel lucky.
Freed I am from arguments...
To me that makes no bit of sense,
To keep a mowing over more woes.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Manners Make a Teacher
O You teacher, around the room mooch,
Not to preach, but to dash the girls and smooch.
For the counsels pay not heed
Say not bye to sexual weed
And to shun the farce, slip into hooch.
poem by Rajendran Muthiah
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Don't Eat The World
eaten on my lips
come as early as sun is set
come and look into the eyes
come and taste the rims of the skies
come and don't leave just as yet
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Shadow Walker
serious man crisis passing
eyes emotions conflicted
red rims pain pass etched
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Unsuspecting Prey
You borrowed from me ten dollars.
With a promise to pay me...
Last week.
Today you are angry,
Because that ten dollars is what I need.
And you say 'my' attitude is unreasonable.
And you will think twice,
Before approaching me again for a favor?
Or...
Any unsolicited suggestions or advice?
And is that another promise?
Or is that something I wont have to beg,
You to keep.
Hopefully that will stay locked in your mind.
Keeping you from finding time to leech,
And smooch.
But there is always for you,
New and unsuspecting prey to smooze and mooch!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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042210f Millions Are Still There
breeding fish thought night is coming
starving themselves from not hunting
smell is awfully yucky they throw up
swim away is better chance for gasp
so widespread now beyond eye reach
satellites has assign a visual signature
collect and burn a brain child; brilliant
they did a few; it's on prime time show
called navy for assistant, fishermen too
their boats ready to lay down scoopers
previous estimate is too low; much flow
ther are tens of millions beneath the sea
poem by Manonton Dalan
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O heavens, heavens, see you in my dreams
O heavens, heavens, see you in my dreams!
It is impossible -- you had become so blind,
And day was burned as if a page -- to rims:
Some smoke and ashes, one could later find.
poem by Osip Emilevich Mandelstam
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When I was growing up, we used to play basketball in a park that was never shoveled when it snowed. The basketball rims were never fixed. And we understood then that there was a relationship between public policy and our quality of life.
quote by DeForest Soaries
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Where we sometimes are
is not even a standpoint at all
measured by corners or central spots
is not even under-standing
hypostasically gauging the unmeasurable
where we sometimes stand can be
a simple within-standing
a place of awe
caught at the rims of a moment
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Lily Licked the Toilet
Lily licked the toilet,
And then she licked the floor.
You can bet I'll never
Kiss Lily anymore!
Lily licked the toilet,
And then she licked the sink.
She's full of germs and worms,
At least that's what I think.
Lily licked the toilet,
And then she licked the tub.
It's safe to say her tongue
Could use a real good scrub!
She was the cutest pooch! (To Smooch)
Why'd she have to spoil it?
Nothing's been the same since…
Lily licked the toilet!
poem by ToddMichael St. Pierre
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Separate Reality
You believe what you want to believe,
we all have our separate realities,
I see what is in my dream,
but people of course can lie to me.
______ with my mind like a bumble bee,
buzzing around and ready to sting,
sting it’s “lying poison” into me.
Luckily I find you out in the nick of time,
you’ve been lying to me with no end in mind.
Thinking you had me fooled,
you make more lies like a pot of yucky stew.
Telling me to shut the door
on people you “thought’ had me floored.
All the while you’re the one,
I should of originally shunned.
Thinking your better than me,
talking like you have all
the answers that I should see,
while never really listening to know me
all because of jealousy.
Written by Christina Sunrise on June 7,2011
www.christinasunrise.com www.purplepoems.com
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Far Within Us #3
Unquiet you walk
Along the rims of my eyes
On the invisible grating
Before your lips
My naked words shiver
We steal moments
From the unheeding iron saws
Your hands sadly
Flow into mine
The air is impassable
Trans. by Anne Pennington
Anonymous submission.
poem by Vasko Popa
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Witchdoctors!
The poor child groaned
while his mother moaned
''Ah, he's possessed,
ah, he's been bewitched'',
she finally bemoaned.
To the witchdoctor she sped
and was back with murky potions
such yucky stinky lotions
those mythical concoctions
The woman obeyed the wily witchdoctor
Placed belief in that traditional healer
and the poor child still groaned
but his mama no longer moaned
After two days of treatment
and no lessening of predicament
she thought he needed
something more potent
When all it turned out to be
was a toothache!
But she would hear of no dentist
like all quacks her witchdoctor
had fooled her five senses
for his spells and his chants
held her too in a trance
Quite a weird weirdo is he
Beware the medicine-man!
poem by S.zaynub Kamoonpuri
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Reas Un Wiped Choice
Up wind lined in choices
food funk cracks exposed
fresh paint always scared
coiled in a rims black eye
gushed washed in swipes
mark a skid tire tracs more
choicest cut food Otha door.
poem by Cigar Aficionado
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Butterflies, Flowers, Romance
Multicolored monarch fly,
Flower to flower vie,
Tipples nectar,
While I play guitar
Flowers everyday,
For a buxom young lady,
You and I ready,
For a lusty romance
Kisses cheek to cheek,
The dame and I at the peak,
To pick on, pick
Yellow red daisies n’ garden
Flowers I seek,
Roses and candle stick,
Athirst to smooch and flick,
For sweet red lips
Flowers n’ tears, monarch departs,
You and I aren’t apart,
For true love had start,
Promises not to part
poem by Noel Horlanda
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Feedback
look at the worlds stripping
the skins of their bodies
the layers of their meaning
inscribed at the edges of the moon
burning at the rims of the sun
and at the wide oceans unrolloing
the waves between the tides
and the summits' headless eyes staring
at the foot that each mountain hides
feed me back I lost the track
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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