Rhyme

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The young lady

The young lady

You call her over nicely,
For some simple conversation,
Expecting for some small talk,...

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Wille the hornless unicorn

Wille the hornless unicorn

My name is Anna , and I am unique.
I have a magical horse that only I can see.
My magical...

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Snare Drum(4-27-18)

Listen to the rhythm
in constant procession
With all other
instruments around it...

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VILLANELLE FOR MOTHER'...

VILLANELLE FOR MOTHER'S DAY

She grounds me to the earth like roots in soil
The constant love and faithfulness all time
...

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My dear dappled horse friend

My dear dappled horse friend

I need you
I want you
but sadly can't afford you
I ride you
I care for you...

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Wars

Wars

In the first world war,
the bodies piled up forevermore,
the death in the mud trench;
...

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Gav + Stace + the gucci...

Stace complains about gav's dick,
says there's not much she can do with it,
pulls it up and...

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Comedian

Comedian

They call me the comedian,
telling jokes is my profession,
never having any worries about the...

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Crack

He's got a weighty monkey on his back ,
it's that small white stone that they call crack,
he...

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Musical lament

Echoes of a sad lament
Played upon a clarinet
Creating images of strangers on a shore
...

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Quiescence Pervades Medulla...

Quiescence Pervades Medulla Oblongata

outward brain stem hummock
analogously, (asper bound
minuscule magnum opus)
...

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Cars

Cars

I wouldn't buy a mini,
far too tinny,
as for a skoda,
they make you look much older,...

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The Faceless Poets

The Faceless Poets

The faceless names through years unfettered by muses
A cryptic place with un-fame and elegy...

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Moving House

Moving House

New house, new start
But what if I don’t want to move?
I have nothing that I have to prove...

Art -

dR. Sauss

dR. Sauss
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What makes me write?

What makes me write?

It could be a word
Song of a bird
Or dog dirt on the street
It could be a smell...

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Be still, my beating heart.

Be still, my beating heart.

Be still, my beating heart
Much life still, left to live
Be still, my beating heart
...