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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Started Out With A Surge So they started out with a small surge; Reached higher altitude on the verge; This should share; A circular affair Did arrive at urge then had to purge. Jim Horn Seems like he did have a lot of class; Ended up becoming part of big brass; In have to fall; Small and tall; He inspected us standing on the grass. Jim Horn Read your poems am not quitting; What I must have to be admitting; Love each one, Until am done; Poem is perfect for Thanksgiving. Jim Horn A Person We Do Revere He is always a person who we do revere; Surely at same time has been so sincere; Memory was rote, And for did vote; On by a big crowd would egg and cheer. Jim Horn So Severe and Did Disappear We understood and then became clear, The problem he had seemed so severe; Was so unsure; Hard to endure; Soon would run away and did disappear. Was Aggrandizing We knew he appeared to be aggrandizing, And after a while really started realizing, Did not like; Took a hike; They disagreed and him were despising. Jim Horn Had Been Recalcitrant What we knew was wherever he went, Would always end up being recalcitrant; Became horrified, Because he lied, And to accept him we had been hesitant. Jim Horn If away into the wind I would wing; What you wanted brought everything; Met each need; Face did feed; How great is song that you now sing. Jim Horn
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