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Clumpy the Clown

William Clumpy Grasshopper

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The Fetus Is a Person, a Gift That’s From Above Oscar Auliq-Ice	It's not a clump of cells, Or just a piece of flesh, It's a person, can't you...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)
Metaphors of a Magnifico Wallace Stevens	The boots of the men clump On the boards of the...	Rate it (3.50 / 2 votes)
"A Girl with a broken heart" Shweta Talekar	Where her true self was buried under a clump of dread, inordinate anguish and a shivering soul With that, she just left with a...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Different Way (MAJOR TW for self-injury) Gracie Miller	I hide my now-detached hair In a clump of tissues, Hoping no one will notice So I can dispose Of the evidence, So no one would...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Fetus Is a Person Oscar Auliq-Ice	Some may say it's just a clump of cells, But to the parents, it's much more than that, A dream come true, a new chapter...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Soaring Toad Ambrose Bierce	You find it all is vanity and pain One clump of clover in a field of stubble One grain of pleasure in a peck of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Acid attack Ruchi Agarwal	could be seen, swell and shrivel into tight...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Old Bush Road Arthur Bayldon	See the clump of wattles, standing Dead and sapless on the rise; When their boughs were full of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Old Bush Road Jennings Carmichael	See the clump of wattles, standing Dead and sapless on the rise; When their boughs were full of beauty Even...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
By Wood and Wold Adam Lindsay Gordon	Upon yonder rise there's a clump of trees— Their shadows look cool and broad— You can crop the grass as fast as you please, While...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Esta nevando Cannon Stewart Daughtrey	beer on every dirt road, disappear in a cattail clump, applaud keystone species like the beaver and delight in their natural state of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Farewell John Clare	Farewell to the bushy clump close to the river And the flags where...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
For Whom the Sun Always Shines Yasmin Amico	A few clouds clump Like codependents Afraid to break free Of their parasitic relationships Gas agitated...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Gloucester Moods William Vaughn Moody	blue, Blue is the quaker-maid, The alder-clump where the brook comes through Breeds cresses in its shade. To be out of the moiling street ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Gloucester Moors William Vaughn Moody	purple blue, Blue is the quaker-maid, The alder-clump where the brook comes through Breeds cresses in its shade. To be out of the moiling street With...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
His Mate Victor James Daley	a clump of salt-bush lying, All suddenly he found A stranger, who before his eyes seemed dying ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
In Front Of The Landscape Thomas Hardy	Over the leaze, Past the clump, and down to where lay the beheld ones; - Yea, as the rhyme Sung by the sea-swell, so in...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Julian and Maddalo (excerpt) Percy Bysshe Shelley	The likeness of a clump of peakèd isles-- And then--as if the Earth and Sea had been Dissolv'd into one lake of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Murray's Ride Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis	. . . ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Ode To Repentance Eben Cornelius Roelofse	Cloddish clump of clay, no attractive form, waiting to take...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
One thoughtful March morning Nigel Mundee	As another clump of mistletoe Grows in glory spherical upon a twisted apple...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Our Mistress and Our Queen Henry Lawson	Through fir and pine clump spattered, Like ink blots on the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Shivers Gabrielle Wasilewski	You feel a clump form In the back of your...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Silence Of The Snow Hugh Tague	A clump of snow falls quickly to the ground, but nothing is heard, not the slightest of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Spontaneous Combustion Ian Sawicki	I grab a clump of weeds from the nearest garden - my love likes pretty things, I think and straighten my...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)