Best Budged Poems

Since I began reading God's word 
I've come to a definite conclusion 
It doesn't matter what I've heard 
It puts and end to all confusion...

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In some circles, I’m like that comedian
Rodney Dangerfield, whose catchphrase
was, “I don’t get no respect.” 
I can’t say scorn doesn’t faze me.
I’ve always been terribly...

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The day drags its feet, despite my efforts to speed up its pace. I got up late, so that I could sleep away the morning...

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This summer, different from any other
I watched two girls to help out their mother
My kids, a job and a half
My family shared a good laugh
As...

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I spent half my life buzzed
pulling stings with my cuz
day dreamed of being kings but our status never budged

mainly because we was rarely sober
drinking E&J...

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I never sought your money, never sought your gold
all I ever asked, was for the truth to be told
while time has passed, my hope has...

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Note: This poem is also in the point of view of a character dedicated to another character in a writing my friend Laura and I...

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WAS IT WHAT IT WAS?

It was a time of temperance for a temper tamed
It was a time when, on beauty, was mournfulness and belligerence blamed
It...

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Walking on this green grassy path
In the far spread fields of flowery mustards
Provides a priceless relief to my oh! Tired soul;
Better than the meditating monks...

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Mimi  McFudge was her name, and she wanted a tree 
that would really make her Christmas glow 
so, she cut one herself and decked...

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Fierce fighting raged, but surprise was gone,
the Americans rallied and pushed hard,
the Indians fell back, out of the ravine,
the patriots driving them that far.

Hand-to-hand combat...

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To Hellie's credit, she had rightly judged...
for, all told- the young man was quite shady
so from her guard-post she would not be budged
for she was...

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Reacting to every stimulus
Passing judgments with every thought
This is good, I'll say
And that, well isn't so hot
Now words are coming back to me
So deep they...

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10/7/16


I've done

Seen them fold and flop
Will it ever get old or stop?
Regardless of if it's cold or hot
Many talked and told a lot
And the sight...

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On Learning To Become A Guru...

Unbeknownst to this unsuspecting witty mortal,
a reverberation attributed to butterfly effect
linkedin to hotmail twittering Facebook member,
who resides within Bhutan, his...

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