Doth Poems - Poems about Doth

Miniscule male member doth bend sinister impossible mission of mine to bare witness whereby mine (whore rubble) puny phallic describes a bent shaft, particularly when cap locks on first observed by the missus when we consummated intercourse, though nicht married, cuz the rutting urge overtook both of us 24/7, 365 days year not omitting the leap day, which arose because planet Earth doth circle...

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Doubting thomas doth hanker to live in (or share)... a house without gossips nor gonifs with the missus Maybe a pair of stray eyes will alight on my post might subsequently manifest destiny as a positive force to help me secure a moderately roomy dwelling place whereby we hang figurative hats (the writer of these words, and his partner in rhyme - ha), would feel ever...

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Up up the fly away wig doth go revisited and revised March 10th, 2024... (Any resemblance between the following humorous account and real life circumstance tis purely coincidental). Went off for hair raising shindig donning noggin of villager in Nigg (historic county of Ross-shire, historic region of Ross and Cromarty, northeast coast of Scotland). Somehow postiche crossed the big pond once belonged to magician, who...

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I think they doth protest too much Though they say nothing For fear the noxious, noisy wind Will leave its fetid stench on them For perfume is but a piglet’s bath A cloak o’er bloodied flags That bid them “go and do your worst” Your life is over, you are cursed They protest those that protest them A beggared chant verse sainted hymn Defend the...

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Well sing hallelujah and hang out the flags My dentures are broken and my body doth sag Still a happy old pig Can still do the jig But lately having trouble some parts to wag...

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Up up the fly away wig doth go revisited and revised April 19th, 2023 IM pen named Pilot Jane A. Rug who ascribes to writing poetry as opportunistic, holistic, and cathartic warming me body electric courtesy an outsize warm brimful coffee mug I savor and slowly chug. Toupee piece blew off me bald noggin with zag and zig went off for hair raising...

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Desire death do those with weakness, For present circumstances. To climb the face of life is meekness: Behold all of God’s chances. With calloused hands in deep gray nooks, it’s meek to climb. To rest is one step next to death, ...

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Yes, as flowers, we doth bloom and one day will fall. This is how life is, one day, we will hear God’s final call. So, while we are here and have God’s grace to be alive. Do not try to destroy others, that is just offensive jive. But being vain and wanting to appear popular and better, Some brand others...

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I wax poetic as lifeblood imperceptibly doth wane Mine body electric analogous to Google map pronounced with arteries and countless varicose vein visible popping blood vessels leeches haven grand old time at expense of poor sucker abracadabra backfired courtesy corp hustle legerdemain. Aging baby boomer no longer fit as a fiddle accumulating extra adipose tissue around the middle ain't no...

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In my hand a tiny seed I plant beneath the soil Full of promise and of joy for me with very little toil Such joy for me to see when her first leaf appears My eyes are overflowing with so many joyous tears One morn I spy a bud just like it fell from up above A promise...

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Up up the fly away wig doth go revisited and revised March 10th, 2022... Went off for hair raising shindig donning noggin of villager in Nigg (historic county of Ross-shire, historic region of Ross and Cromarty, northeast coast of Scotland). Somehow postiche crossed the big pond once belonged to magician, who could create static electricity waving wand across artificial tresses colored blond, which wizard in disguise...

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"As I cross the threshold and I walk on the heavens grounds my soul did dance My soul danced As I visualized as a glance my surroundings my eyes also dance My soul dance His father God and Jesus embraced me the hugs so embrace me Love poured out I cry No longer fleshly do I pout But just a chance...

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Love At Home There is beauty all around When there's love at home; There is joy in every sound When there's love at home. Peace and plenty here abide, Smiling sweet on every side; Time doth softly, sweetly glide; When there's love at home....

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Long in the tooth male doth recount, reflect, reimagine... his woebegone damn dental daze today May 5th, 2021 No particular rhyme nor reason garden variety indentured flunky (me) revisits his salmagundi salad days, when oral blight smote left front adult tooth, which hellacious quandary commenced when yours truly experienced broken said central incisor. Inxs of cold playing air froze natural pond, where...

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As the curtain falls on the last play; As the flame burns out of the candle; The sun soon sets beneath the lands; And the babies cries are soon muffled; Aloud the very essences of the moon light stars; Shining ever so bright in the evening night; And the end does come; to all and each and every one; THE END DOES COME 1/10/21 Written...

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