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Bologna Sausage Poems - Poems about Bologna Sausage


Breaking Up With Debbie
...She has the ‘screws’. Her hips are 'creaky' her leg is 'playing up.’ I yell into her good ear. "Nice Morning Freda!" "Gout." She says, still following a conversation in her head. "I don't ......

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Categories: bologna sausage, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Breaking Up With Debbie
...She has the 'screws'. Her hips gripe, her leg is 'playing up.’ I yell into her good ear. "Nice Morning Freda!" "Gout." She says, still following a conversation in her head. "I don't even d......

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Categories: bologna sausage, poetry,
Form: Free verse




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