Undergarment Poems - Poems about Undergarment

... In the purple shadows of the black's monoliths, where an ancient echo calls forth, at the blurry forge of "Ralkon Dis", a salient dragon from mystery's petra cliffs drifts you off to a f......

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...Pretty adorned in scarlet Red from head to toe undergarment included She goes by the name I believe of those who know her affectionately as Roxanne With matching lipstick and eyeshadow ......

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...When i was a young boy - ink stained test once with the girl and the ink was sweet he 'said'; it made us unclean this test, from the man for he was the tester; And that picture my bat of her 'poet......

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...Anything that you lost is only a, minds chart to put its clay out of the pot, as it is low in price worth more, than its cost. To examine carefully or in detail, it is like a women's loose-......

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...Tonight, I will undress. I will strip down the walls I built so high for so long. Tearing down brick, after brick; leaving them to the mercy of my bathroom floor. I will remove every undergarment......

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...Oh Afghanistan at least you'd 20 years of relative peace and shine Perhaps you had it all back in ancient times but the truth of such matters patina over time.. Now all the good has come to a cac......

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...River Washing Dancing by the river River song River dance Flowing by the river Hula song Hula dance Washing by the river Clothes of second hand Cleaning by the river What’s afforde......

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...MONOKU ~~~~~~~~~~~~ a late Christmas present... yeah... a red undergarment... that's a magnet... ......

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...snaps dismissed from chastity belt - red undergarment 2/5/2018......

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...“Who was The Man in Black Checkered Pants?” my parents have asked from time to time. They recall with curiosity about my childish and surely exaggerated fear of this figure in my mind. I feared t......

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...You were primarily a spiritualist, But circumstances made you a noble warrior: Your father, Guru Teg Bahadur, was treacherously beheaded. You had to contend invaders from the Western frontier ......

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...Bless China and Mao Zedong I have partly decorated my Christmas tree bless the Chinese for the blinking fairy light, blue and yellow strings I think symbolise angels’ hair not that I have see......

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...The famous journalist and author Margaret Mitchell Dressed in pants so mother wouldn't have to watch a vigil Her brother insisted if she was to play with him she would be a boy named Ji......

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...dare not say how you excommunicated me from your life a spoken word became as absent as bones in a sharks body a smile which once created smiles now creates eternal strife the way you spoke Fre......

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...When the Opium wears off, my bones begin to ache at every passing breeze, my muscles succumb to gravity’s will, and my skin is a blanket of pain. When the Opera finally ends, the silence is ......

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