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Below are the all-time best Diane Henning poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members

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The Smell of Sweet Sweet Victory War of Usa 2007

For we are not Rome, mulucted, rustic, for we maudlin
NA NA, Hey, Jehova, Sweet odor of well, perfumes of
Victory, Creator Brithday, 4 of July, Blast stars and
stripes, sweet smells of Victory, red white and Blue
Angels Victory, the soldier Victory, as Bombs blast in
air land the seas and yes oceans we laugh Victory
we dance Victory, we sing Victory.

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The Ocean and Sea For Burn Victims

The ocean water or spring or salt of the ocean is like
iodine the fish has this because its like iodine thats
why you can't  drink its like medication for burns and
leaves no mark of  discoloration, the iodine use in
problems with Power plants may be a doctor well
give right dose of  for insides, to lay in and it helps
heal you but one day a doctor well determine if
you can use in different  ways to heal inside maybe
with a  ucler medication like zantexs to heal because
of  radiation over does may be for cancer patients also
do not do this I am not a doctor but ask

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Song Angel's Wink On America For the Party

Wild angel's, in the heart of America, Wild angel, you
make the world sing, Black beauty you ride HI, party
party hardy, party hardy, Wild horse, in the sky, on
the 4th of july, Wild America you make the World
sing of the creator on his brithday, party, party on
down, party, party wild angels party, party hardy,
Wild things, wild black beauty, on 4th of july, on the
4th of july,, Whild things you make the world sing
party, on the party, party hardy get down way down
get funkey, get funkey get down way down lets dance
let dance it isn't the last dance let's get on down.
Wild America, lets dance Black horse Red horse
white horse with wings blue birds in the sky HI
lets party hardy make the world sing happy brithday
you make America sing get on down. please I
don't want any money do what you can

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The Hot Dog Man

His name is Jane F he is the hot dog man Mac a Nation
creation, the hot dog man, His name is jane F and  he
is lunch money for Satans men,  Mac a Nation creation
his is the hot dog man, Mac a Nation creation and
jane F  wants Hot Dogs for Satan men, Mac a Nation
Creation what is is Mac Nation Creation what is is
Moral Moral or surival surival moral moral surival
is the hot dog man here macanation surival moral 
do you have surival or morals mac a nation creation
its the hot dog man lunch money money honey honey
darlin darlin it lunch money oh honey

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Creator, Hornet 's Wife and Snow Princess

Predetermine by the princess and Hornet Queen they worry
about crumbs that fall from the hoe they determine and 
of course there children get nothing and their are food
for the worrys they are insane for fighting the creator and
doing the things they do and believe he will stand by and
hurt creation for it there are not evil angels and if a angel
is hurry feed them and they are your people and Mary
thinks she tells who comes and not she is insane and
so is Christ if someone tells you to do something they
are guessing not ordering you. Do you think that they
will win no people they are so insane now for what they
have done. 
 
Mary or Joe in Mythology and good and kindness will work out
take care of family first and not charity when your aunt is hungry
common sense people.

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His Name Is Jane S the Hot Dog Man

His name is Jane S, that is the hot dog man, Morals or survial
Mac Nation, creation, the hot dog man, are hot dogs for
everyone, Mac Nation, creation, morals morals surivial Mac
Nation Creation Surivial Mac Nation the Hot dog man is here
Moral Jane S that is,  the Hot Dog man Mac Nation Creation

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His Name Is I Am the Creator

His name is I am, I am on the mountain tops were wild
flowers live, in the blusish green villages were wild myrtle
is born to grow, He is, He is, He is I am, awesome and
divine He is he is were in forrests the wild berrys and wild
fruit grow, he is first and last, he is he is I am in Wild Beauty
or beautiful America, he is he is I am, in the flat lands of
yellowish blue grass in the green green lands of  US of A
he is A In wild America the Wild Beauty, may the icly cold
cold fringe World your flag wave on and on , on his 
Mountain tops for evermore Glory, Glory Hailaloula to
old Glory Hailaloua to our awesome Beautiful America
and his Lady of night of cold icly nights of World her flags
wave on and on for he is here for our Glory hail to the Hail
to our clouds Hail Hail to I am for divine means choice or
to  some chance. 

year 2007 the icly cold World by Diane Henning

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2007 Hybrids In Snow Evergreen Peaches

sour not good dorment salt good urines good tree smell like
paint and urine cat smell and people and you taste urine in
mount all the time people, pick semi freezen store plant
when first flower and cover if need with plastic, need shade
stop cuting down all trees in jungle plants and trees the
sun is burning small plants need tree and plant first in door
then plant big to stand weater, keep some crops underground
one to two years incase of weather and use as needed, all
urine smell like that some time, its also in a food, it won't 
hurt you I don't think so because its in urine and after smell
twenty years later I am still alive.

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His Name Is Jane S the Hot Dog Man

His name is Jane S, that is the hot dog man, Morals or survial
Mac Nation, creation, the hot dog man, are hot dogs for
everyone, Mac Nation, creation, morals morals surivial Mac
Nation Creation Surivial Mac Nation the Hot dog man is here
Moral Jane S that is,  the Hot Dog man Mac Nation Creation

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Wolfmen and the Forest of Journey

My love, my amorous, my dreams in the Journey by
whirlpool of many color buds, la la la la, lay in the
forest of many vines as horse of many colors dance
in dark sky so high, by the wild flowers my rest la la
la lay, the wild spotted white calf, of many horse in
valley of buds in vines all kind for price of  a party
by the many moons of different color all kind of
eyes as buds in the temperature under ground
in water all buds now vines and angels dance
like eagle, and fly by the mountains tops sweet
potatoes and potatoes vine now they pay for
the brithday party la la la la lay by the beds and
rest for 4th of July the party you all have paid for
la la la la we we la we la la ya ya la ya, for we 
will not farvest all the crop save under ground
for a year for la la la ya we we the party, the 
party for I am he is the first and first and first la la la
we we we ya ya we we la la la he is I am he is you may sell or
and keep the money poetry soup to pay for your 
service to me, thank you Diane Henning