Axles Poems - Poems about Axles

...our best chance... be six percent to get our wants in some fashion... from reality's face of odds all round our 4d time sphere... bubbling there-in so dimensions be shared as axles ......

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...Wheels turn upon the axles Children depend upon their parents Pupils receive education from the school God says Whoever is lost in this world May surrender himself to God......

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...Wagons packed, gunny sacked Wheat flour, beans, preserves Wild nature sojourning Worn axles, oxen, hea......

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...Long after first light night yet clings to the slick highway. Lungs steer the wheel; breathe out and the wave-riding shocks follows their beamed lights, the road adjusts to unseen rapids, cu......

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...Struggling to stay on top He looked to the. Future Evaluating his gains and slighted through Several possiblitys Which might makest All who labor in this Types of endeavors Chore less Reduce......

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...On a warm summer day while I was eating my lunch my head did nod and I began to dream chocolate donuts for wheels yellow carrots the axles were the bed made of celery sticks a bright red......

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...Mine fervent aspiring political activism... Gunning gusto, (while rosy axles grind) for Bernie Sanders dagnabbit nipped in figurative bud triggered zilch prospects to germinate, cultivate, ......

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...Mine fervent aspiring political activism... Gunning gusto, (while rosy axles grind) for Bernie Sanders dagnabbit nipped in figurative bud triggered zilch prospects to germinate, cultivate, ......

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...Beneath the city the river fishing is good. I roam with tackle and pole below those wiggling tapeworms Wound around the cement underbelly of bridges Devouring the guts of the city’s glamour Dow......

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...The Greyhound reels over creaking axles. Northern Kentucky puts on weight in summer, a green mélange thickens, yet inside our trundling tube, joints rattle, gears burn through paunch and muscle......

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...Redding Poem 1 "Oh Noisy Redding" There at the Thunderbird Lodge in downtown Redding, I heard the gods screaming from steel axles with rubber Claws, scratching the timeless asphalt streets with......

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...The Greyhound reels over creaking axles. Northern Kentucky puts on weight in summer, a green mélange thickens, yet inside our trundling tube, joints rattle, gears burn through paunch and muscle......

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...we heard the wagonwheels the rattling of the axles the stinge of the horses the dust they created we were unmoved some became frightened but most of us knew what they varmints wanted we stood......

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...I was pretty cranky when my spanky new bike was janky. The frame was too short for my body, too tall and lanky. The tires too fat, too hard to push up boggy maintain trails. The deal I got clearly......

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...Commodities calmly caressing. Calling carrots. Calling capers. Calamity is not an injested window wiper nor a window sill so dare to jump off a pinnacle to declare justice. Arachnid akmed. Duty done.......

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