5Th Poems - Poems about 5Th

--Blossom Monyei-- Beaten, Hurt, Whipped, Nailed, He paid for me Not with gold But with His life A promise of love. I won’t forget His great gift, The blood He gave, The price He paid. When I get lost, He finds me. He leaves the rest Just to bring me back. My sins were deep, But His blood cleaned me. Now I am saved, With Him forever free. #blossommonyei #liberiapoetry Liberia Poetry Association....

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anticipated Albany albatrosses buried bumpy bugs beyond the bay creepy curious cats dug them up dinner for dogs they said in disgust even the dogs turned up their snouts at the bugs frenzied finicky felines are crazy they barked giant crows arrived and devoured the gruesome bugs helping themselves to six or eight at a time I am glad these raptors showed up...

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downcast, downtrodden, down-in-the-mouth house not perky enough for a raccoon or a mouse was passed over quickly by Lee Ann’s spouse Buying this monstrosity would make him a louse....

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cobweb on corner this fence is weirdly brand new fast acting spider...

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Bumble, the baby bee had the best cradle of all It was carved out of a walnut by his Grandpa Paul It rocked in the wind, gave a gentle little sway Bumble slept inside it cozily, snoring away...

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the elf boy came out of the meadow annoyed with the fey They had not been especially kind to him on this July day Some had jeered and made fun of his overlarge ears His feelings were hurt by these mean sounding jeers the elf boy’s mama could tell by his face That he had not been treated respectfully or...

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gnarly snarly wharly harly barley troll when we use his path, he demands a toll When we protest, he hangs us upside down The villagers come by and call us clown gnarly snarly wharly harly barley troll Humiliating us kids is his ultimate goal He is good at it, an expert in fact; I know. He has hung me twice by my...

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she was sitting on her bumble bee singing a rumble dumble tumble ditty is that an elf, gnome or a faerie? This was asked by far-sighted Grandma Tee. She is a faerie, said her granddaughter Zee. How do you know? Asked Grandma Tee She has faerie wings, replied little Zee You are so bright! Said Grandma Tee....

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He knows not what is good for him You all know him, his name is Jim Uses his class bench as his cot What is good for him, he knows not He likes to live in his own trench As his cot, uses his class bench I teach him in life how to thrive In his own trench, he likes to live He’s...

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Those we love don’t go away They walk beside us every day ...

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a penny saved is a penny earned adding insult to injury, her love was spurned afraid of his own shadow and against all odds airing his dirty laundry happened to both Todds the all mighty dollar earned by a chip off the old block all talk no action and an axe to grind, said Mrs. McLock barking up the wrong tree...

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We used to play red rover red rover send NAME right over. Send Billy, he’s frilly, his skin’s white as vanilly. Send Jackie, she’s whacky, let’s give her a smacky. We were ruthless in our run, slamming arms, yet full of fun. The game was easy to understand, the person who was named had to run. And try to get...

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her eyes are blue her thoughts are green she rules with madness the snowball queen heightened anxiety her feelings are keen off with their heads says the snowball queen...

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giant hole in the ground I think of course snake dragon emerges with barely a sound frightened, I start to shake at two a.m. the dragon flies back in how did he fit into that hole for goodness sakes? I look down and his giant green eye gives me a grin. I smell the aroma of a giant clam bake are you okay...

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Tiddly Widdly Willie Little Winkie Wee Was ever so lovely and kind to little old me I met him when I was living next to the sea I think we were two, but we might have been three Tiddly Widdly Willie Little Winkie Wee was a lopsided dragon with a golden eye you see My best friend forever, I nicknamed him...

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