Stickier Poems - Poems about Stickier

...Far Side of The Moon Winter and Summer begin on a solstice, That marks the shortest and longest days of the year; Spring and Fall arrive with the equinox. When the sun is closest to the ......

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...They say its impossible to have both a pleasant and foul thought simultaneously that may or may not be true.. but It seems that the foul ones are much stickier adhering to the soft underbelly o......

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...Industrious buzz of solo bee search jackpots Unashamedly trial diving in each lurid shell Stickier with every trumpet he giddily accosts Finds further stupor in fluted sweet compel Ruffled taff......

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...You have to grapple To eat a Toffee Apple They are a Toffee treat And even stickier to eat Unless you are a jackal......

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...THE NARCISSTIC PSYCHOPATH A camouflaged poisonous spider in wait, a web, coloured and decorated as gaslight bait, enticing any empaths into a web of torturous fate, becoming, darker, thicker and ......

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...Particular Reasons Politicians skipped over reasons which were particular; They like squirming around when things are stickier, And by sheer coincidence, Absolutely made no sense; Harder probl......

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...There was a time so carefree we were. Time we had more than enough! A blue sky meant a sunny day. Our eyes with merry would dance Thinking of another day in a cave; A fascinati......

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...I love you more then him My like for him is different not stickier then our pin ill make you my mission he makes me miss you less and when your not here when your gone I'm a mess I feel guilt......

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...What she had was a fatal attraction For all men, there was no compassion. She had been hurt so many times before That she wanted to settle the score. She had gotten to be known as the black w......

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...On the side of the house, in the shade, off from the back of the kitchen. Our small porch was tailor made, for making our play day decisions. Skin-the-cat on the black pipe railing, ea......

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...There is an ancient sadness that runs through you, Creeps through your core, Burrows deep, Bound fast with rotting roots, The sorrows and sufferings of your ancestors, Immovable in decay, A pro......

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