Best Custom Built Poems

Look at you haven't you done well

With your custom built library office which smells if rich mahogany and many leather bound book's

Isn't it amazing what money can buy 

An entire room of book's for the ignorant and illiterate

A country mansion and more cars than garages...

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I bought a piece of land, for my family and me,
to build a perfect home on a plot beside the sea.
 
I employed a local Surveyor to help draw up the plans,
to build my family dream house on the beach at ‘Lincoln Sands’

 
He came and took...

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I know your hearts are heavy and you miss having me there
But I'm with God in heaven where no one has a care
I just shook hands with Moses I met Job and Daniel too
Now I am enjoying a body that's brand new
It really was amazing...

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Delilah’s read the marquee
But Delilah was really old Gus.
A man you don’t mess with or anger
A regular old ornery cuss.
But Delilah’s was on the marquee
For Delilah brought thoughts of delight.
And delightful thoughts just had to be 
What brought me in that night

For I’m just new...

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{I want to make a bird house,
Guess I need these things from Hobby  Lobby and Michael's}

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Minimum 50 to maximum 100 popsicle sticks 

1  Hot glue gun 
with hot glue sticks

1 finger paint 

for a illusion seemingly complex design

1 bowl of string yarn

1 paper...

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I know your hearts are heavy and you miss having me there - But I'm with God in heaven 
where no one has a care - I just shook hands with Moses - I met Job and Daniel too - People 
who were sick on...

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Summit Times Ja Just Gotta Walk Away...

Excusing yourself as if...
going to the bidet,
an immense water closet
(perhaps the size of
Mar A Lago type getup),
sans human waste
(after flushing)

empties into prez Donald's bay,
where one bum wrapped aforementioned
toilet finely (and finally) enthrones
derriere exquisitely, and, delicately
intricately, chiseled wrought with cloisonne

ah...enjoying...

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Engulfed with parents’ unconditional love
My soul remains blissful with the blessings of the Father above.

Having been pampered with Dad and Mom’s generous care
My heart is constantly warmed by the kindness they did freely share.

Thus, with the legend of undying beloved spirits' lingering
Culture-bound, my perspective acknowledges...

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Delightfully coloring a butterfly drawing
my child, secured in his custom-built wheel chair
grips, midst obvious struggle
his yellow crayon…

Wow… he’s enjoying his creativity-schedule
as he painstakingly finishes his artwork
along bugging restlessness
overcoming “butterfly-in-pupa stage” syndrome…

Soon with glee-filled countenance
devoid of bashful gesture
he shows me his masterpiece:
a glowing butterfly, radiant in...

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Way back in the mists of the 1950's
Transistor radios were really quite nifty
I saved for such a long time
Spent every last one of my dimes
Bought me a red crystal-set 'rocket ship'
A radio custom-built to take a long trip

Under the covers I'd dive about nine
The reception...

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Summit Times Ja Just Gotta Walk Away...

Excusing yourself as if...
going to the bidet,
an immense water closet
(perhaps the size of
Mar A Lago type getup),

sans human waste
(after flushing hearing 
heavenly suctioned whoosh)
empties into prez Donald's bay,
where one bum wrapped aforementioned
toilet finely (and finally) enthrones

derriere exquisitely, and, delicately
intricately,...

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Ode to the morning sun 
shining til' the day is done 

Ode to the moon so bright  
giving us, Lucasta Light  

Ode to that star gazed-room  
custom built,.. God's  anteroom   

Ode to Creation Days 
made for earthling castaways 

like...

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Listless waited the farewell cake on plate, 
And all the rest, nigh too eager to leave 
On uttering polite words that came late, 
I recall that custom-built tedious eve
Called a send-off to balding me to give. 

When eased I was unto my life's late eve...

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But within the nothing, something new
Within the absence, a voice grew
Whispering at first just my name
It was my voice that echoed through
Demanding I rise from my pain
Absolving me of all my shame
Insisting I remember the truth
That I am stronger than you 

With my voice also...

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