Stooping Poems - Poems about Stooping

Madonna swelling at the Kilmore, every girl a wisp of ungovernable smoke, and vomit on my shoes as they threw me out the door, addled and clueless as I was, and, forgive me, still am....Read the rest...

when I would shatter my meat and potato platter my food did scatter they were ready-made needed a band which would aid (Band Aid) home they all had stayed my did had hurt when I was eating dessert waste had a growth spirit when...Read the rest...

its the south rout where people hang out four price band on the music stand its funk thats make you bunk the call it R/B IT YOU CHOOSE IT FOOT STOOPING MUSIC...Read the rest...

its the south routh they sing and the bang and prises him all them jump and hump some bert kept the sprit alert the FOOT STOOPING CHRUCH...Read the rest...

The first bloom, the second bloom and then the third.. Too exhausted in the splendour, she rode her little pony The sights too sugary and the smells too exotic, Love is a red red rose, fed with the...Read the rest...