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Abscond - to move in a mysterious way, commonly with the property of another.

quote by Ambrose Bierce
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Spring beckons! All things to the call respond; the trees are leaving and cashiers abscond.

quote by Ambrose Bierce
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If for an ale I yearn
think to watch your drink and don't turn
or with your beer I'll abscond
and it'll soon be beyond
the pint of no return!

limerick by Chuck Audette
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The Siren

With my soul she nearly did abscond
A Siren/Temptress born of turbid sea
‘Twas good, I was chained ‘n bound
At mast, or she'd stole the best of me

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poem by Ray Lucero
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Your time is gold
And mine is diamond
So in Poetry's mold
I shall not abscond
Assure you that when
You read these lines
I write with my pen
Your hours are fine
Get a dash of wisdom
Be blessed with some rhyme
A better You will become
As I don't waste your time.

poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Sailing The Sea Of Love

and so tired of the weepy willows,
ironic about the daily news of love
abandoned, lovers abscond,
about a love lost, lover betrayed,

you heave a sigh and for once
agree with your feet to stroll the
shores of love: the hermit
crabs finally exchanging
shells for love beds, the worms
giggling for new partners
setting aside hermaproditic
decisions, the seagulls mating
on air and on top of the roofs
of boats moving out to sea

wave after wave of love
you sail out to sea all alone still
wishing that on the other island
you shall meet your best find.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Stringent Dour

'i don't see it'

there were junctures
a tribulation of my relic
reprobate of repudiative happiness
i called out - vociferate

'everything happen'

to free from encumbrances
incessant from verisimilitude
i never came to what it should be
and everything was - a hodgepodge

'crazy that's so crazy'

my hopes were acrimonious
a rummage into disarray
it was a labyrinth of subterfuge
and it was - they expunge

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poem by Marx Lenn Mendoza
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This Lady Is Too Senstitive

Prosperity is a lady, who is very fortunate,
To keep the richness of health, wealth and happiness,
She seeks the human, who are brisk and vibrant,
Lack of laziness, over indulgence and ignorance,
When the human are eager to pursue her,
She can easily befriend them and solicit them,
She can be a slave in the hands of shrewd people,
Even she walks on four legs as the loyal dogs,
Once the boss of her starts to abuse her,
She may abscond as the fairies in the tales,
It may take a long time to woo her on the laps,
Prosperity is a lady, not a man to be clumsy and unkempt,
If she is with you, hold her tight: she will hug you in delight.

poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Shakespeare to His Wife, Ann Hathaway

To my angry, shrewish bitter wife,
Who threw at me both pan and knife,
Who told me I was bound to fail
And end my life in debtor's jail;
How right I was to run, abscond,
From you of whom I was not fond;
You had me in your old maid's bed,
Your belly swelled, I had to wed;
What gratitude did I incur?
You answered me with every slur;
I ran away to London Town,
A poacher being chased by hounds,
And there learned to hold a horse,
And became an actor to your remorse;
After all these years and my brief stays,
My gold aroused no word of praise;
And now I'm sick and write my will,
My hand shakes so with ink and quill,
I leave to you my second bed
In remembrance that you wished me dead

poem by David McLansky
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I like punks
And shopping centre drunks
Not monosyllabic spiel
from the learned
That never feel.
I like rebels
And kids with pebbles
Who skim them across a pond
With Harry Potter's wand
Watch crowds swiftly abscond.
I like Goths
And inner city moths
That wake up with the night
Who joke and swear and fight.
They rock man
Out of sight.
I like poets and artists cliques
Absinthe laudanum
Radical freaks
That dare to write what others just feel.

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poem by Kevin East
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