2Nd Poems - Poems about 2Nd

My name is Chikwela poet, I will speak about Laulent, Not a Bandari college president, The security man in the gate. I like how he invest, Students to wear their identity, Seems like they have forgot, To him I have appreciate. Since bandari I have start, Only him he has react, Even Bacoso how they conduct, He has fulfil the right. Students keep it in the pocket, Not...

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Now, brethren, concerning the coming of our Lord Jesus Christ and our gathering together in Him, we ask you, not to be soon shaken of mind or troubled, either by spirit or by word or by letter, as if from us, as though the Day of Christ had come. Let no one deceive you by...

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Charlie Martin was always fart’n Thanks to his mama, Mrs. Martin Beans for breakfast, beans for lunch Never salt, sugar, or anything with crunch Baked beans, lima beans, chili beans too Sometimes in a Shepard’s pie, sometimes in a stew Kid who sits in school in Martin’s row Says Martin's beanie aroma curls his big toe A skunk is not as offensive, said...

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Rabbit was issued an invitation from the cucumber king He could attend a spa, if he wore his red ruby ring While rabbit was soaking in the sauna the ring got taken I bet it’s the king, he thought; he was not mistaken He was in a dilemma, for if he accused the king Of not just taking, but stealing...

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Ollie onion had never been this mad in his life He turned all his anger on the kitchen knife How dare you try to peel me, you interloper, he said. The knife was embarrassed, his face turned red. I did not know that you were alive, he admitted. No one told me this, I am confused, he spitted. Ollie was not...

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They went mudd’n down at the water hole Getting their trucks filthy was the goal Grandma said they needed to bless her soul They baptized that old lady in the water hole Everyone has a beard down in the holler Because haircuts cost more than a dollar The best rednecks live in squaller My pig is Sophie, you may call her. We ride...

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The smeary fingers, Left unwashed. Leave prints, All over the gloss. On bright metal handles, Drawers semi closed. Up and down walls, Even on a nose. Momma said, "Wash your hands! ...

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I hate you for the memories you gave me in the past, I hate you for the poems you dedicated to me, I hate you for how you come to my life making me feel special looked me in the eyes hugged me with confidence. I hate you for your "I will never leave" and then...

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A rose bush possesses the same amount of beauty as a rose. The thorns compliment its shape and give it character | | | | /\ /\ ...

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a gopher sat on my toe today sassy and saucy, his name was Ray What fun do you have? The scamp asked me I rocked my toe, so he could see Do that again, he goaded me I teeter-tottered him to my knee Come back tomorrow the gopher said He blew me a kiss and my face turned red...

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Written By: D. Collins 4/25/25 I’m anxious about not knowing what’s in store. Probably because I have never done it before. I breathe in, breathe out, trying to catch my breath. It’s about to get chronic, I gaaronetee, you, yeah! No more early rising or punching the clock. Walking on the beach I plan to do a lot. With sand crystals...

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Tornado Jim was an unruly evil F-5. He barely left anyone alive. Threw cattle and tractors into the air. Crushed combines and backhoes; he did not care. Gloated that he had destroyed more farms than his sis. She gave him a mean finger and snarled with a hiss. Next time she destroyed, she vowed to be worse than him. She was always...

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Sagebrush Sam was tired of blowing His impatience was keenly showing Always in sandy land that needed no mowing He yearned for Iowa where it was snowing...

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At 3:00am I found myself outside, Mind was awake but flesh was in deep deep sleep, A sense of ghostly presence-I couldn't see. A heavy shadow weighed upon my chest, All breaths and thought turned into a dreadful rest. I felt cold, dumb and naive, When someone close to me whispered my name. A moment when couldn't even wail, Couldn't speak and move...

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Bouncy jouncy lemon cake Made by grandma who loved to bake Rolled into balls, it bounced fine We did not like lemon, orange or lime...

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