School Assonance Poems

This is the song Ann Murray sings called "A Little Good News".  I just changed the words to insult her.  No disrespect Ann....

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Yet with the recent collapse of the garden estate, Abe knew
The devil had appeared down, in, up out the chimney flue
As a result Eve had...

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Quietly I spoken, true words;
To shy to say;
Too shy to say out loud;
I love you!!
Spoken beautifully and loud and clear,
For the world to hear;
I say...

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Alliteration rain and sunshine--


I’ve gotten caught in the rain again
Coming home from school was sunny alas.. the
Rotten, rich Rain or silly, single Sunshine 
Romantic, ruthless...

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Gumbo

When the cold wind blows in the evenings;
And the black snake can't be found.
When the rain falls on the pine trees;
And there's frost upon the...

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POEM 19 MY FANTASY 



MY FANTASY DRESSED TO FULFILL MY FANTASY. 

AS A CHEERLEADER, NURSE, SCHOOL GIRL & MUCH MORE OF ANYTHING. 

MY FANTASY WHAT...

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Back to school,
my mind in good mood.
My head enroot for good fruits.

Back to school,
yes I'm back for good.
Don't be a fool dear,
it's not just a...

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ABOUT THE CHILDREN FOR THE CHILDREN


From Inspired words from and Dedicated to Educator & Poetess  EVE ROPER

This is about the children
This is for all...

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JOHN FRANCIS LYONS: A BROTHERS LOVE  NEVER TOLD HIM THAT I LOVED HIM

I thank you John
For being there
You took me here
Took me there
You faired...

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The big Lie

 My daughter rang from Spain where had gone to see her mother,
to tell me she would never speak to me again for...

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?America America

the beautiful land across the Atlantic

that once desolate land:

where like sardines in can; we were shipped

to labour with our blood and sweat.
oh America, the...

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In between the hill and mountain
Flows down so lovely a river
Gurgling giggling rippling fountain
Apples greet you go wherever

Flows down so lovely a river
She is little...

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  Your Invitation 





You wanna from New York-

talk skin-teeth stories

b|tch brick-falling buildings

knive bus choking fumes-

Proud-over cracked sidewalks

holy street-people

and cracked-dreams?


You wanna scar of alley cans...

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Buzz, Buzz,
still tiered eyes open,
She walks down stairs, packs up, and gets on the bus,
She stares out the window wishing to spend the day there...

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