Spray Poems - Poems about Spray

No man can ever understand, There's Spring Cleaning across this land, Miss Mop and Clean waves her hand, Snoring is his male band, Not to worry, no time to sup, Gals want to sparkle up, One shelf at a time, Spray and Wipe sublime, Fresh is the cupboard smell, Charity bags cast their spell, All tidy now, so it seems, Polished the dog, he gleams, Must detox...

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the cold wet sea spray fell upon my upturned face heard my own laughter...

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Diesel spray for Christmas Butt-face bar of soap for birthday, it's no small joke On isthmus They laughed out loud Though on emotions 'bout to choke You're ploughed Watch out! Charma evokes. Flout~ Diesel spray for Christmas Though on emotions 'bout to choke Flout~~...

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Grant me more I’m all excitement. I should’ve long thought of it: Chastisement; Find a reason to not pay all of them: “Some have to my poor firm pushed their problem.” He who flies off the handle I’ll handle: Very simple: the Sack Fire kindle. I will have blown out hoped-on candle For the clear lover of thread and spindle… Has any...

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I have never seen such a supervillain in my life. ...

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Among the wistful, pointy pines A breeze blew-in, to awaken life And shook the forest fast asleep A bird would chirp, a squirrel would leap. Upon the mossy, banks below A stream where waterfall would flow, and in the echos of the spray the sunbeam supports the light of day. Then a lively chorus of splash and foam Throughout the day and...

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For conquests of smells that are plain stench, Keep cornering perfumes of The French: I’d seen an animated advance Towards a wide range of these perfumes By seekers of a classic fragrance Like police dogs towards picked up fumes, Their waiting covers quickly remove And with long sniffs their excellence prove… Yet, this does a lot confuse The Nose And tires all wires...

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I have a can of wasp and hornet spray on my desk It says killer on it. Do I feel guilty? Not a bit. Will I use it? Oh, yes! During the day the wasps hide out in cracks and crevices. But when my computer is on at night, they creep out of their places. Landing on my screen, startling me. Like flying mice...

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The sudden mist against my cheek awakens me in an instance lifts my chin to feel its crispiness the tickles of wet tingles my awareness as a late evening breeze blows my hair as if on the prow of a sailboats’ deck sending the verge of cold little shivers along the nape of my...

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Chase the breakers out of the harbour before the customs boat appears. Strike the sails and tack to larboard then comes the old familiar fear. Will they run us, or will they gun us? Damn these sails, catch the wind. Spume and foam roll and spin us, forgive us Lord for we have sinned. Packed to the gunwales with contraband trying to make...

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silver spray soaking shell scattered sandy shoreline ~ squally sea subsides Written 24th August 2020 For haiku 6 poetry contest Sponsored By Brian Strand...

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One DIRTY BIRD COP and (our) cities burn... again now the far lefty loons are flapping about wanting to defund and even ELIMINATE police forces all together, while stripping 2nd amendment RIGHTS of citizens to defend themselves- So they want to disarm citizens and leave them without a police force You can bet your STAINED UNDIES that the DIRTY BIRDS...

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Little Peep Boo gonna give a ghost face sneak peek preview And the Casper Whine burgs ain’t gon like the skeleton keyhole truth We be thee former chain gang, (y’all know us) the Menace to Society butt pang Yeah, klan bruh ... we got the lynch spirit hanging broken limb tough Steal it seems, the Cottonmouth Man (with the head-cracking Cain) ain’t beat us down enough Spitting viper shade is...

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With tears and exhaustion in her eyes she says to me my life is but a cycle of anguish and slow decay I want to slit my wrists to watch the blood spray, I want to watch the Crimson rain ,wanna paint the walls while I expel my pain by slicing this vein, but I...

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Surfer Catch Ocean Spray If surfer should catch some ocean spray, Even though hair has been turning gray; More mature, Know for sure; Hope to soon go to heaven to God pray....

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