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"rhonda" poems
Florrie stands at the garden gate, How much longer must she wait? The Postman was due ages ago What will he bring today for Flo Junk mail or a pile of bills Or a letter from her daughter Jill Maybe a seed catalogue Or a letter requesting she sponsor a dog An offer of a new bank card Or book-club offers of works by the Bard Or a parcel from her sister Sally Now living in the Rhonda Valley A letter about changing her energy supplier They promise her a cheaper deal Then the bills are higher A spring catalogue from Ann Summers Or a free sheet advertising plumbers Oh postman, what is keeping you? Florrie has better things to do Than wait and wait and wait and wait Shivering at the garden gate
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Jan 28, 2017
Jan 28, 2017 at 3:24 PM UTC
Waiting for the postman
matt’s hats tom’s tools & tobacco lou’s liquors fred’s beds dale's doors frank’s planks bill’s drills jane’s drains & panes chuck’s check cashing cheryl’s barrels hank’s tanks tina’s trucks & tractors walt’s asphalt sean’s pawn rick’s rifles mom’s guns terry’s tires charlie’s harleys rhonda’s hondas jim’s rims art’s parts gus’s gas mike’s bikes frank’s feed gwen’s pens ann’s cans nancy’s nursery joes‘s clothes jess’s dresses bert’s skirts steve’s sleeves paul’s shawls michelle’s shells & bells al’s pails & snails sam’s hams & jams patty’s pancakes phil’s chili don’s donuts betty’s spaghetti bob’s burgers alycia’s quiches jean’s beans jerry’s berries anna’s bananas andy’s candies cathy’s taffies tony’s ponies roy’s toys ron’s batons kim’s whims marty’s parties jill’s pills rick’s tricks alice’s palace debbie’s disposal dave’s graves
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May 23, 2010
May 23, 2010 at 5:53 AM UTC
rodeo drive tucson
This One Time, I stripped naked and ****** my couch. This other time I threw a copy of The Fountainhead at an RV moving at 64 miles an hour I have a tree In the foothills named Clementine Valencia Jeff and the same day, me and John made a religion with Adam based on cloud formations You see, I'm a weird guy I got I got problems I see a therapist Her name's Rhonda She likes Batmaa aaaaan She sees people worse than me but recognizes I got problems and she she tries to help cause cause I got problems and the and the problem with having problems is is function You You can't do anything You live to defy expectation And - and it's really hard to get into college You never really get accepted and and and even if even if you do you you you never really accept that It's hard out there for a freak I get lost within my own ridiculous quandaries You feel like you're not you're not built right like something's wrong and you just punch and and kick and and destroy Whatever feels des- destroy able because it gives purpose Bu But I finally think I -I found my mantra My my My compass thing My map whatever It has the same number of letters of something very very dear to me and and that holds meaning I I wrote it on the back of my door my door and- and I sprayed it on a shirt I actually got it from a videogame with with a with Ayn Randian themes It's religious and and every night now before I go to sleep I I- I look into Neil Patrick Harris's eyes feel the warmth of my wonderful blanket admire some handiwork read about serial arson close my eyes and tell myself She is our Salvation
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Nov 6, 2011
Nov 6, 2011 at 2:05 PM UTC
****
This One Time, I stripped naked and ****** my couch. This other time I threw a copy of The Fountainhead at an RV moving at 64 miles an hour I have a tree In the foothills named Clementine Valencia Jeff and the same day, me and John made a religion with Adam based on cloud formations You see, I'm a weird guy I got I got problems I see a therapist Her name's Rhonda She likes Batmaa aaaaan She sees people worse than me but recognizes I got problems and she she tries to help cause cause I got problems and the and the problem with having problems is is function You You can't do anything You live to defy expectation And - and it's really hard to get into college You never really get accepted and and and even if even if you do you you you never really accept that It's hard out there for a freak I get lost within my own ridiculous quandaries You feel like you're not you're not built right like something's wrong and you just punch and and kick and and destroy Whatever feels des- destroy able because it gives purpose Bu But I finally think I -I found my mantra My my My compass thing My map whatever It has the same number of letters of something very very dear to me and and that holds meaning I I wrote it on the back of my door my door and- and I sprayed it on a shirt I actually got it from a videogame with with a with Ayn Randian themes It's religious and and every night now before I go to sleep I I- I look into Neil Patrick Harris's eyes feel the warmth of my wonderful blanket admire some handiwork read about serial arson close my eyes and tell myself She is our Salvation
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The witches tea party Tonight is the beginning of a site. You might find myself in a fright. Tonight starts the witches tea-party. They fly from near and far just to be there. Black hats and cats stand in place waiting to start the flight. Rhonda and Sammi they pour the tea. That cast a spell on Halloween night. Look to the sky that very night and you can see As they ride through the sky. One by one headed home from the witches tea-party.
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Aug 11, 2014
Aug 11, 2014 at 1:43 AM UTC
The Witches teaparty
**ive rolled blunt after blunt, just thinking of her. ive been exhaling clouds of worry into morning fog and into clear night skies, 20 after 20 and dime after dime, and how ironic that i got her questioning me why.. she reminds me all the time about how bad im out of line. hearing certain things slip from her mouth kills me inside ,"when im gone" "you should know" and the knowledge of fate, this hunch that i must learn the lessons of life now before its too late, to marry, and have a baby for she whose womb will be taken away,   sweet mother whos nature runs wild and deep,  but father time can be unkind and of little help to me.. a feeling so true that it would surely be the death of me. time just stresses me. and the rage in my soul is much too heavy, a heavy heart and a heavier head filled with **** with pills, with doubt and with regrets, things i wish i had done, and **** that was never supposed to be said, but swear to God, if i could Rhonda, i would make it be me instead.**
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Jan 6, 2013
Jan 6, 2013 at 2:12 AM UTC
"Rhonda"
party zone with johnny brown johnny’ hi dudes and welcime to the 2nd party zone for 2016 and tonight we are going to party real hard and our first party dude is lorraine lorraine’ i want to be so happy i want to be so cool i want to drink scotch on the rocks following a lovely bbq i am very happy as happy as can be i don’t know why i am so happy i only know i am, party on dudes johnny’ yeah you look like you are ready to party tonight lorraine’ it’s the end of the working week, why not johnny’ ok here is patric weezer pattrick’ one sheep two fish red fish blue fish going ba ba ba every ****** where five sheep six sheep silver sheep black sheep you see it’s hard to become the black sheep of the family nine fish ten fish isn’t that a dainty dish to put before prince william on the way to buckingham palace today eleven fish twelve fish i wonder who i will find at the party for my best mate tom it’s fine to have fish, especially down the coast with chips johnny’ are you creative patrick’ yeah, i am an artist and a writer and a youtube entertainer, i am cool johnny’ ok here is harry with a great rhyme dave bought a honday for his best friend rhonda to make her pretty wealthy dave bought a honda and he will make it a party yeah, we will get down and boogie and say oh lay hey little old lady pretty pretty baby saying dave bought a honda for his aunty flo who went home to make pumpkin scones for joh but joh didn’t want any cause he ws too right wing dave bought a honda from adelaide and every night we say dave bought a honda for everyone around oh dude johnny’ yeah what a great one, but your choice of politicians, ya know a bit old and dead harry’ yeah, but i am 56 years old and i still want to party johnny’ here is another party song from kenneth kenneth’ 16 pounds to buy a car with it is a very cheap car if it costs that much a dollar bill to buy a car mat cause it really protects your car floor and aussie cent ain’t around anymore, cause it can’t afford anything no fear, so chuck it away my friend a japanese coin is a wonderful coin i notice how there is a hole in the middle, to stick your finger in, yeah $16 is a lot ya see you could buy an expensive tub of honey from the bee so if you spend all this money now just remember the tune from hello in the ‘80s with oh yeah bow bow johnny’ thank you kenneth kenneth, yeah, and i am ready to pardddy, now party dudes, have the best hangover cure if you are totally wasted tomorrow johnny’ thank you kenneth and thanks dudes for enjoying party zone catch ya later dudes
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Feb 5, 2016
Feb 5, 2016 at 6:11 AM UTC
party zone with johnny brown part 2, 5 february 2016
party zone with johnny brown johnny’ hi dudes and welcime to the 2nd party zone for 2016 and tonight we are going to party real hard and our first party dude is lorraine lorraine’ i want to be so happy i want to be so cool i want to drink scotch on the rocks following a lovely bbq i am very happy as happy as can be i don’t know why i am so happy i only know i am, party on dudes johnny’ yeah you look like you are ready to party tonight lorraine’ it’s the end of the working week, why not johnny’ ok here is patric weezer pattrick’ one sheep two fish red fish blue fish going ba ba ba every ****** where five sheep six sheep silver sheep black sheep you see it’s hard to become the black sheep of the family nine fish ten fish isn’t that a dainty dish to put before prince william on the way to buckingham palace today eleven fish twelve fish i wonder who i will find at the party for my best mate tom it’s fine to have fish, especially down the coast with chips johnny’ are you creative patrick’ yeah, i am an artist and a writer and a youtube entertainer, i am cool johnny’ ok here is harry with a great rhyme dave bought a honday for his best friend rhonda to make her pretty wealthy dave bought a honda and he will make it a party yeah, we will get down and boogie and say oh lay hey little old lady pretty pretty baby saying dave bought a honda for his aunty flo who went home to make pumpkin scones for joh but joh didn’t want any cause he ws too right wing dave bought a honda from adelaide and every night we say dave bought a honda for everyone around oh dude johnny’ yeah what a great one, but your choice of politicians, ya know a bit old and dead harry’ yeah, but i am 56 years old and i still want to party johnny’ here is another party song from kenneth kenneth’ 16 pounds to buy a car with it is a very cheap car if it costs that much a dollar bill to buy a car mat cause it really protects your car floor and aussie cent ain’t around anymore, cause it can’t afford anything no fear, so chuck it away my friend a japanese coin is a wonderful coin i notice how there is a hole in the middle, to stick your finger in, yeah $16 is a lot ya see you could buy an expensive tub of honey from the bee so if you spend all this money now just remember the tune from hello in the ‘80s with oh yeah bow bow johnny’ thank you kenneth kenneth, yeah, and i am ready to pardddy, now party dudes, have the best hangover cure if you are totally wasted tomorrow johnny’ thank you kenneth and thanks dudes for enjoying party zone catch ya later dudes
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Randy was a roach Of the american cockroach variety He was a deep brown and had a sickly shine To his wings and antennae And he studied both of us From a perch in our suitcase In my girlfriend's East Harlem apartment In the early hours of a sunday morning **** it! Get it out of the suitcase!" My girlfriend yelled Flailing her arms As Randy reclined on our valuables His antennae twitching As in most crisis I hesitated And Randy burrowed into the suitcase Past the underwear, collard shirts, and sunscreen I dug in a frenzy Rending my girlfriend's meticulous packing plan And scattering clothes about All in the name of meaningless destruction But I couldn't find Randy "He's probably in the collar of one of your shirts, or in a pair of my shoes" My girlfriend speculated And I started shaking the clothes wildly about the room Wanting more than anything to extinguish Randy's life To sterilize our newfound stowaways presence But I never found him And Randy boarded the plane with us to ***** Cana While our plane painted dizzying contrails over the ocean We speculated about Randy's Most likely devious activities "I bet he's eating the granola bars under my bikinis" "I bet there is more than one in there" "Maybe he's dead?" "I bet he's laying eggs" We both pondered over the fact that Randy could be Rhonda And that we would open the suitcase to a scattering of near microscopic progeny And we clutched each other in the cold, recycled air of the cabin When we got to the room Past all the tin shacks and open air bars Where the locals sat in plastic lawn chairs Staring at the tourist shuttles That carted pale skin behind tinted windows To decadently decorated rooms where the towels were folded into swans We opened the bag to see if Randy Had surfaced, died, or multiplied But Randy was no where to be seen , a phantom We unpacked everything under the utmost scrutiny Not trusting any of the items we had packed so lovingly and repacked Shaking cover ups and tee shirts like the wind shakes the leaves in autumn But he never presented himself And we saw none of his foul brood We even unzipped the lining But Randy had simply vanished Evaporating into the humid, tropical air I like to think that Randy is somewhere on the island still That he has impregnated or has been impregnated That he spends his days under the intense sun And cottony wisps of clouds Sipping Presidente Sitting under an umbrella made of dried palm fronds Happy to be away from the honking horns and crowded subways Just like we were
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Jun 19, 2016
Jun 19, 2016 at 3:25 PM UTC
Randy
Randy was a roach Of the american cockroach variety He was a deep brown and had a sickly shine To his wings and antennae And he studied both of us From a perch in our suitcase In my girlfriend's East Harlem apartment In the early hours of a sunday morning **** it! Get it out of the suitcase!" My girlfriend yelled Flailing her arms As Randy reclined on our valuables His antennae twitching As in most crisis I hesitated And Randy burrowed into the suitcase Past the underwear, collard shirts, and sunscreen I dug in a frenzy Rending my girlfriend's meticulous packing plan And scattering clothes about All in the name of meaningless destruction But I couldn't find Randy "He's probably in the collar of one of your shirts, or in a pair of my shoes" My girlfriend speculated And I started shaking the clothes wildly about the room Wanting more than anything to extinguish Randy's life To sterilize our newfound stowaways presence But I never found him And Randy boarded the plane with us to ***** Cana While our plane painted dizzying contrails over the ocean We speculated about Randy's Most likely devious activities "I bet he's eating the granola bars under my bikinis" "I bet there is more than one in there" "Maybe he's dead?" "I bet he's laying eggs" We both pondered over the fact that Randy could be Rhonda And that we would open the suitcase to a scattering of near microscopic progeny And we clutched each other in the cold, recycled air of the cabin When we got to the room Past all the tin shacks and open air bars Where the locals sat in plastic lawn chairs Staring at the tourist shuttles That carted pale skin behind tinted windows To decadently decorated rooms where the towels were folded into swans We opened the bag to see if Randy Had surfaced, died, or multiplied But Randy was no where to be seen , a phantom We unpacked everything under the utmost scrutiny Not trusting any of the items we had packed so lovingly and repacked Shaking cover ups and tee shirts like the wind shakes the leaves in autumn But he never presented himself And we saw none of his foul brood We even unzipped the lining But Randy had simply vanished Evaporating into the humid, tropical air I like to think that Randy is somewhere on the island still That he has impregnated or has been impregnated That he spends his days under the intense sun And cottony wisps of clouds Sipping Presidente Sitting under an umbrella made of dried palm fronds Happy to be away from the honking horns and crowded subways Just like we were
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Car Wars. You have fords which some people afford Chevy they abandoned the levy. Dodge they play that with a ball in some halls. Honda is for Rhonda as she tries she might cry. Toyota is just that a toy that runs on pedal power. This is the car war. Now we have Cars that run on corn. Battery cars that even the copper top will pop. Electric cars that you plug in, but the cord are short. Car Wars, I believe that we should buy a horse.
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Jul 17, 2014
Jul 17, 2014 at 1:53 PM UTC
Car Wars
Amber just so mean! some say south of scary. opponents have been known to whine: "her looks will curdle dairy" her corners say she goes though folks, but we all see the cleanest adversaries all line up, and vote this girl the meanest. She hands out lumps, scars and bruises and when she's done some been known: to have a nose the oozes.
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Dec 28, 2014
Dec 28, 2014 at 11:10 AM UTC
to Rhonda
If there was an Eternity I would have believed it in your gaze, however, your eyes slid shut again and I'm left dazed, at 3am. A time for slumber, a time to forget, yet at 3.01am I'm silently weeping as you rolled over, still sleeping but whispering words that remain a powerful refrain, that keeps me awake inside my brain because you simply looked me in the eye, then sighed and uttered but one name... Rhonda a pretty name but, all the same not my name...
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Aug 23, 2015
Aug 23, 2015 at 6:07 AM UTC
Not My Name
Black hair, long hair,                                                 Roman-American Pillow in the European and American market,                                      Mother's Day, three daughters and their mother, Georgia, United States citizens, white, rich year.               Church members play a significant role in yegelishiye bētekiterochi,                                                        yerušiti Rhonda Ron Renija, is in Google's Office in New York on July, Maria said.                                                    Therefore, Pope pop apiliyi compassion,                    Father's Birthday United States, Saudi Arabia, Britain originally voluntarily awarded scientific scientists and vitamins, scarred from years of wearing elected volunteers, known in the field of William. Mountain For Maria,                   Maria's NEWS to reach Murat, in this Wall site, any experience on the Web site, stars, their stories, their stories,           their stories, their stories, a good plan of the black star of the origin of their stories of vitamins,                                 and holding their position: Virgo, Sweet angels with their toes                 and large toes cut off, most of Ireland's largest panels of its kind and a member of the group of isbišibudi and group social groups, and EIV coffee: Ate are exempt from the J-time factory, comedy videos of Rome.        |             Greece Greece; Greece Greece Greece, Greece Greece, Greece Greece Greece Greece Greece Greece Greece, Greece,  Greece, Greece, Greece, Greece, Greece,  yech'enigmaiyeni home - -  Eve Jung parks fish on the sea coast; of Valerius' consumer awareness,           gardening In the play, drama,                                           drama;          spirits are filled with a person.                                 Robinson's explosion in the sky of "love"|| star leader. . .
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Jan 12, 2019
Jan 12, 2019 at 12:32 PM UTC
Sweet angels with their large toes cut off
Black hair, long hair,                                                 Roman-American Pillow in the European and American market,                                      Mother's Day, three daughters and their mother, Georgia, United States citizens, white, rich year.               Church members play a significant role in yegelishiye bētekiterochi,                                                        yerušiti Rhonda Ron Renija, is in Google's Office in New York on July, Maria said.                                                    Therefore, Pope pop apiliyi compassion,                    Father's Birthday United States, Saudi Arabia, Britain originally voluntarily awarded scientific scientists and vitamins, scarred from years of wearing elected volunteers, known in the field of William. Mountain For Maria,                   Maria's NEWS to reach Murat, in this Wall site, any experience on the Web site, stars, their stories, their stories,           their stories, their stories, a good plan of the black star of the origin of their stories of vitamins,                                 and holding their position: Virgo, Sweet angels with their toes                 and large toes cut off, most of Ireland's largest panels of its kind and a member of the group of isbišibudi and group social groups, and EIV coffee: Ate are exempt from the J-time factory, comedy videos of Rome.        |             Greece Greece; Greece Greece Greece, Greece Greece, Greece Greece Greece Greece Greece Greece Greece, Greece,  Greece, Greece, Greece, Greece, Greece,  yech'enigmaiyeni home - -  Eve Jung parks fish on the sea coast; of Valerius' consumer awareness,           gardening In the play, drama,                                           drama;          spirits are filled with a person.                                 Robinson's explosion in the sky of "love"|| star leader. . .
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Rhonda is just a friend. “A cat scratched me” I love you. Never, will I hit you. Believe me. Obviously she’ll be okay. Well, I’m sorry.
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Feb 16, 2018
Feb 16, 2018 at 10:18 AM UTC
Rainbow of Lies