Best Cush Poems

Oh! this cry that aches my heart,
folded fist, the size of my pie
kick,kick..I just can't fight,
this swaddling cloth beside my thigh.

Sssssh... and I'll sing you a lullaby,
Christmas carol or ocean drive,
kick,kick...oh! I cannot fight,
this swaddling cloth before my eyes.

shake shake....I beam with a smile,
furious cries...

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Fantastic Farm Which Was Cush

Lived on land and farm which was cush,
And by George last name had been Bush;
Had a hanker,
To people pander;
Enter politics from family received a push.

Jim Horn...

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