I dare not deny you more of my poetry.
This is special poetry.
It is a series of decorative poetry from my (yes, metal) desk/pod.
Magnet Poetry: Mixed Up Cliches
I'm into my bad sweat.
Is it me or is it the sweet smell?
There is no I in your heart.
You're a bad idea.
It was as clear as whatever.
That really takes the whole nine yards back nine.
Wear a silver lining in a cheap suit.
It's raining on cloud nine.
Don't fix it by its cover.
FYI you don't rock.
The farm dog says: I like barking!
It's not eggs.
My two cents is only skin deep.
That don't look good in one basket.
I'd go for a piece of cake and a fork.
I go to those who go there.
It was like you know the saying like they say per se.
It's all the bottom line.
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