Best Beverly Poems

There once was a girl named Beverly
Who was endowed so very heavily
With a gorgeous rack
That brought you right back
To where she had wanted you to...

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LOVE ANGER DEATH AND GUILT 

Blog was A young girl who was 
Still at school
Everyone loved Blog, she
Was nobody’s fool,
In fact her peers regarded as...

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The American Dream is dead indeed
A victim of American Greed
Trickle down they said we’d try
Then proceeded to suck us dry

The One Percent seeking thrills
Living large...

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*Come and listen to my tale about a man named Joe.
Who was Jesus Christ? Well, he didn't really know'
Then one day he read John, Chapter...

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Dear Lord
I think Heaven is a price I can't afford
If such a place did exist
I would've hesitated before I wrote this
Since a kid I was...

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L.A.
.
They say the city of angels
Is run by demons
Like many other cities
But I’m not sure
Riding my Harley
Through Hollywood and Vine
I see the signs
But still have...

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9/30/2023



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Let’s make iSunday, a “mugnificent “ day!
That morning jolt, inspires so...

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I sit restless on the edge of my bed
my hands radically rubbing wringing wet
I have been right in this position a million times before, you...

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 Continued from Part 2 


Some kid is spraying Clearasil,
He wants to make his pimples nil;
He paints his breath with chlorophyll;
I’m in the dream of...

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Come and listen to my story 'bout a man named Ted
 A poor fisherman, barely kept his family fed
Then one  day he was fishing...

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Candy its yummy
It tastes so good
When it enters my tummy
I will love to give some to robin hood

You can get cavities 
But its worth eating
Cavities...

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Poet: Ken Jordan
Poem: Tall Grass
Edited by: Sparkle Jordan
written: August/2014


Some folks 
like
Beverly Hills -

But,

Beverly Hills,
ain't 
for me -

I prefer
a 
place

on 
the open 
plains,

where
Silos,
and
Windmill's

paint
the scene-

Where
Tall-Grass
is
green -...

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After a hard day at work I come home
Hear my boy rapping the words to his headphones
Every bleep comes another bleep
As he keeps dancing to...

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I'm limitless 
I can say this because the possibilities are infinite
But whoever said you can be anything you want 
Is a liar 
The truth is...

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Harry was waiting at base camp for his party of tourists
hoping that Beverly and her children would not be rowdy.
When they finally arrived, he got...

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