Best Barron Poems

A devils wind blew in 
 the stars covered the sky
 smoke filled the air
 not a soul to be heard
 a ghost town, full...

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A rose will grow in a barron land, 
as long as love is it's soil....

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The voice of a refugee

What happened to this world?	
So beautiful in the past
The rivers lakes and oceans
And fragrance of the grass
 
And now the land...

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I'm the kid staring into the shop window
Without a penny to spend
I am the hopeless cursed romantic
Without any roses or valentines to send
I'm the life...

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A Great Blue Heron
Like the famous Red Barron
Blasts my Leberon

By Robb A. Kopp
All Rights Reserved © MMX...

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Fast as an atomic banshee, he roils sacred halls 
of White House clutches levers with brass balls
American powers remain unrestrained when he calls
Armada to exorcise...

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Your eyes were empty darling,
Dead to the world,

Oblivious to the sound of my voice.
You were broken darling,
Your ears blind to the love in my hands.

Barron...

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SOUR DOUGH
NEED IT
BEAT IT
INTO SHAPES 
LIKE 
MAN

MAN
LIKE
JACK
KEROUAC
ON THE ROAD
TO YEASTDOM

THOUGH SOUR
LEMON 
SOUR LEMON
NEVER SOUR DOUGH 
ASK A ROBBER 
BARRON...

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Melania spotted a louse
And caught a cab home sans her spouse
When Barron asked, "Why?"
She said with a sigh,
"Your father is in the dog house!"

Well, Ivanka...

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Possession,s


Even in sanctity of brilliance past and forlorn
the dead  scholars would grieve the notes they adorn
why lesser a note is given to me
for measured...

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VISIONS OF ME IN HANDCUFF

12 heads near the left center room, 
bystanders watching as the Man with the 
book determine to make my life heaven...

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midnight hits the magic fades
gone are the coach gone are the knaves
the glass slippers left behind 
in this a cinderella story

born in to loving arms...

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This here tale's 'bout a woman, name of Annie Barron
Like most female folk, she's kind and she's carin'
But the thing about Annie that veers from...

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These, cacophony that beggars descriptions

Disorder from indecent breed incubating, 

Confusion of morals, the imposition of strange culture, 

Filthily dressed to undress my mind, 

Our teacher...

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Poor Barron Trump was really upset
It seems his Dad would not buy a pet
He wanted Cuba
But Dad heard, "tuba"
Billionaires are as cheap as they get!...

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