Rhyme Poems - Poems about Rhyme

PAEDOPHILES RUNNING THE SHOW. It doesn’t matter where you look Or anywhere in the world you go, The only thing that’s guaranteed Is there is a paedophile running the show. From ancient times to modern day Frome a home to the highest tower, Paedophiles will always infiltrate Into a position of power. Rings established networks built With protection guaranteed, From top to bottom in society They spread...

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When the sun sets in the morning and rises late at night, and dogs hop on lily pads, and frogs viciously bite, that's when I'll stop loving you, and not one day before, unless, I find, regrettably, that you loudly snore....

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Beddy bye beddy bye cuddled up in here I lie Tickity tickity tock-tock goes the alarm clock With a blanky on my tummy I feel kinda' woozy Dingy dingy dong-dong, anka wanka I am cozy Beddy bye beddy bye think I'll sleep til' noonzy! ...

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I CAME I SAW I CONQUERED MY NAME IS PAUL I'M BONKERED...

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Imagination is hope of the soul, the possibility of wondrous flight or the outrageous flames of ecstasy burning all we love leaving only coal to become God's own gemstones flashing bright beyond earthlight, beyond eternity, beyond the darkened glass we dream the goal~ crystal halls and golden streets, heaven's height, where His snow white throne resides splendidly; with mercy judge the quickened...

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If the world was run by John Conway, or our young friend, Terrence Tao, things would run smooth and efficiently, and this is most provably how - with the Sieve of Eratosthenes, it could be done. Boys and girls would have so much fun. and every boat and sailing ship would glide upon a Mobius strip, costing but...

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Before technology, to find A number, you would look In a pretty big directory Of names bound in a book. There were two types - the yellow pages Listed business phones And the white-paged paperback contained Your personal unknowns. The names were alphabetical And had a home address, Plus the number for the telephone To dial (not to press!) We have a copy from...

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Flour and oil are running out So are bread and butter It’s been one pestilence of drought Which causes wizened grass to flutter....

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There is a hush inside the bone, A silver thread the stars have known, It winds within the blood’s slow stream And carries time like drifting dream. The lilacs bloom, then fade to dust, The hands grow soft, then stiff with rust, And all the while, the silent spark Dims gently in the growing dark. It is not sorrow, not regret, But something deeper,...

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Passage If you can breathe through it You can get through it If you can get through it You can rise If you can breathe through it You can see your way through it If you can see your way through it You can fly If you can breathe through it You can push through it If you can push through it You can begin…again ...

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She only found out , she has some gypsy blood and now he said, he understood her wild, wild ways, and her wild wild days for that Irish green land, that she always craves with wild flowing hair and red tinted lips and black kohl eyes and mascaraed tips and black flowing dresses and shawls of fine lace and porcelain...

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If brevity is the soul of wit levity the key to longevity be the humour in it and tho' we may be one link in the chain but a blink in the big picture the grand scheme of time here today and gone tomorrow on the brink I like to think (whenever I can) as the world's revolving I am a wink in the never-ending ever-unfolding evolving of...

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Pundits preachers politicians you may see attorneys too and even agree with me I think you'll find all have an agenda with an axe to grind lining their pockets feathering their nest keeping their cards close to the chest saying one thing doing another I'd take 'em out and shoot 'em if I had my druthers and then there's censorship where one man's word rules the roost to remain silent would...

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Sneaking through the graveyard in the dead of night to a hidden garden in full moonlight you want to be careful better beware the fiery eyes of the scarecrow's stare if the spell is broken you open Pandora's Box and it's lights out for the jack-o-lanterns they're in for a nasty shock you have to be careful better beware the Halloween screams of your worst nightmare 'cause something's jumping in...

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