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"oxo" poems
Anytime you feel lonely Beckon for me to come into your arms Catch hold of my hand in the shadows, in the back row Don't let go. Every day is a new day Feeling good Good feeling Happy... Almost. I don't want you to leave as well Just stay, please... Keep your fingers crossed Love the way that your dark eyes shine so brightly My heart races in your presence No good can come from this Only few understand. Please hold on for a little longer Quit with the teasing already Ridiculous, our circumstances... Slow down, I want to know more Tell me your deepest secrets Under the light of the moon. Velvet blankets, picnic baskets What's next? Xoxo, your biggest fan You never did understand my jokes Zzzzzz, goodnight, day dreamer... *Now I know my ABCs, Next time won't you comfort me?*
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Apr 6, 2015
Apr 6, 2015 at 7:02 PM UTC
My ABCs
an intimately vast space spread out in small pockets where once a treed horizon dared to peek out into view now walls enclose the square feet so precious to the privileged few real estate, though nothing real about it at all, built on dreams and promises unfulfilled you can plan your OXO lifestyle advertised on billboards of temptation on the roadside that passes what looks like a battlefield, nature making one last stand of liquid mud to repel all boarders, but to no avail tarmac veins snake and harden making new arteries to a future braver infantile world of possession and greed
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Dec 26, 2021
Dec 26, 2021 at 7:12 PM UTC
new estate
X OXO XOXOX OXOXOXO XOXOXOXOX O
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Aug 10, 2024
Aug 10, 2024 at 11:27 AM UTC
Treehugger
The mother of all oxo cubes. Family trials and tribulations. Queen of British t.v. Between the programs, she would slip. Sons at college. And daughter's love issues. Always there with good food and tissues. Succumbed to the big bad "C". Bowel cancer. So in this poem entirely dedicated to this cool lady, I hereby leave a message. If your body is playing up. If your number twos flow out as water would, for more than a week or two, Tell your medic about your flowing issue. If you notice blood running through your it too. May just be in the toilet pan. Any persistent lower abdominal pain, my advice is please to do the same. Go see your doctor as soon as you can. This big "C" is fairly common. Bowel cancer is treatable. If you catch it in good time. Linda Bellingham. Rest In Peace. So sorry you couldn't keep your real family's Christmas date. Sleep well. (C) Livvi
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Oct 22, 2014
Oct 22, 2014 at 4:00 AM UTC
FOR LINDA BELLINGHAM: THE MOTHER OF ALL OXO CUBES.
love               love                             care xox     kiss oxo                             together      forever                              date hug  parent                               hearts unite t.....v                                 serious car buy                                      hugs flirt                                         love                                            x
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Mar 18, 2014
Mar 18, 2014 at 11:15 PM UTC
LOVExox concrete
Everyone's tired of Brexit, us more than the politicians, at least they don't know what's going on. Everything we see with an X brings it to mind, even Weet-bix and that is an AM staple. Oxo cubes, Paxo Stuffing, its everywhere, lunchtime. In the evening down the pub we have Castlemaine xxxx. Last night I was at Bingo everyone was Xing the numbers, how is it going to end. Pax Brittanica?
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Feb 8, 2019
Feb 8, 2019 at 2:56 AM UTC
The )( Factory.
im zebra no **** ... let's talk about me .. just given the people what they want truuuu if you wana date hit me up my # is xox-oxo-xoxoxox or 1-800-xox-xoxoxo or 1-800- hit-me-up
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Aug 27, 2021
Aug 27, 2021 at 12:27 PM UTC
I'm Zebra
she told you of me )( oXo )( • <> ( did you hear ? ) ||||| One last naked dawn ( I don't say much anymore ) // • just the power in phantom form Comes and goes amid pure scenery // Ain't no child but the first // Ain't no lover but your own •• Mine was home for anyone // ( and the years ) •• Beyond death and the Presidio •• ( • ) Was a saintly figure / ( he ) Looked a lot like you or me We slept together in the Park we are together / still / you know She comes unto us with the Song EVERYBODY MUST BE FREE // I don't say much anymore A phantom power on the street A smiling Child of pure poverty The still exalted human form Of the simple human being ••
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Feb 7, 2015
Feb 7, 2015 at 4:47 PM UTC
hero
Broken Hearts and Bonez Tailbone to the Side Ears Lost, Frowns Upside-down Eyes High in the Night Sky Around and In, but Never down Crystal Diamond & Empty Wine Bottles One Twin Tree to a New Way of Life A Forgotten ***** never Loses Their Path Destinyé Lost ~ Fortunes Found OxO
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Feb 4, 2022
Feb 4, 2022 at 7:18 PM UTC
The Parshe of Hearts & Tramps