Bess Poems - Poems about Bess

Bess’s expressions were grotesque Most usually weirdly cheerless She is under unusual duress Her family is an utter mess Bess is playing poker more or less Her deadpan expression not needless A stickler for rules more or less My watercress-loving friend named Bess...

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A pet no one would ever trade Such loyalty of the lasting,loving kind Her memory now in cross-stitch made No replacement,were we to ever find Still,now in our memory-bank entwined....

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We adopted our dog Bess Collie-cross,black & white,no less; Perfect in temperament,ready to please Walking her,my mind at ease. Each night to her bean bag she crept In the kitchen , cosy,she slept; Welcomed all with wagging tail Without faults,she could not fail. A pet no one would ever trade Her memory now in cross-stitch made; Loyalty of the lasting,loving kind No replacement,were we to find....

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Queen Bess's Uniform We didn’t want the frostbite We didn’t want the burns We didn’t want to leave our homes And families far astern. We didn’t like the future As we grimly sailed away But we wore Queen Bess’s Uniform And did it anyway. We didn’t want the battle Or the bayonets at night We didn’t want to lose our lives In such a distant fight We didn’t...

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She lay, lonelier than a stone, hoping for company, any company, but the only visitor was Father Time, come to say Goodbye....

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"In all fairness, all votes must be counted." It is in order to guarantee the correct electoral college votes are as accurate as possible. And that each presidential candidate receives the proper number of allotted votes per state. In all fairness, even votes for Senators may need to be recounted. This general rule of...

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Nothing found Nothing gained Nothing verntured Nothing sane Nothing more Nothing less Nothing forming Nothing Bess...

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Veiled from the world the Queen did keep A 'bastard' girl who cost her sleep Though tethered down and kept from sight Still she shone forth as purest light A brazen heart (to match her hair) Beat in the breast of 'maiden fair' She fuelled her lusts for life with love Of country, and of God above She sought no spouse to guide,...

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Like quicksilver changing moods in a day Cousin Bess defies norms, such freakish will; A dazed mess about her I can’t even explain… Whenever late, she blames the neighbor’s cat For tearing the seams of her outlandish dress . But we have no kitties along our street… And she gives excuses, displaying waves of fur, That are...

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Husband Harry was well known for using earthy language now and then. He used a not so nice word other than "crap" over and over again! Bess heard that term so often that it became hard for her to endure. Said she, "I'm trying to get him to clean up his act...

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Young and single, just got a job in a neighbour town, Thought I’d buy a flashy car so I could get around, My boyfriend at the time said that I should get a Camaro, It was new, orange and shiny, how could I be so narrow. I crowned her Bess and drove her home with pride, All my friends called,...

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There once was a monster called Bess, Who lived on the shores of Loch Ness. She was wracked with sudden guilt, After lifting someone’s kilt, And said, ‘Hoots mon, what a mess!’...

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Harry Truman was renown for giving 'em hell And in such matters he did excel But he got himself in a terrible mess When he tried such tactics...

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"I have a sweet spider," Bess said. "Don't fear it; just pet it instead!" But just then "sweet" spider proceeded to bite 'er. She stomped on it till it was dead! For Carolyn and John's Limericks Contest: "Are You Bugged?"...

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Pain in the prophecy of wings through sultry sky Orchestrating vision, love, destiny Emancipating the tongue to tattle tales taloned with grief Triumphing in truth to tumult another joy Reel all poets in, glistening on a silver sliver of string Yearning to for a final travail, immortality on wing. Please God, tonight, dry her tears Oyster her heart in your love Eternal comforter...

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