Best Documentation Poems

I haven't written anything down because I have been too busy feeling it.

The love you planted so softly on me like a nice pair of...

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Emartra Van Doyle, II was a powerful leader.
As a powerhouse, he knew this was his golden age.
He formed leaders and defeated procrastination.
He prepared them for...

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The clearest blue became mottled with age,
and I only recently began to notice.
Time-soaked eyes, foggy mirror to my own,
reflecting a frail wire, just out of...

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courtesy of management in general
and particularly Jackie Geiger 
assistant property agent.

One benefit living social 
at Highland Manor Apartments
until decrepit and bent...
constitutes qualifying for reimbursement
direct deposited...

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PASS THE TRASH

Poem sure to sound familiar,
Catholic church scandal recall.
Pedophiles bounced just everywhere,
predator list … kept  growing tall.

Clergy, priest but now teachers, are
problematic in...

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When you compare the facts with the tales of his legend,
you'll find that most stories of his life are pure fabrication.
He is known worldwide for...

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In 1920, my father, 16, was a guest of the British government. He was a prisoner of their forces occupying Ireland at the time, a...

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What evidence do we have that businesses receive financial as well as other nutritionally healthy benefits, 
by co-investing cooperatively within health-developing community cultures?

What are financially...

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In this Rhyme I will give a translation of the formation of a nation. Remember this is not a dictation it's just a narration of...

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Down,
Up.
What can be expected?
Not much.
If you do not jump,
We can all see limitations!
But the Master can create innovations,
Not the popular way!
But there is a way.
Nothing...

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On my get acquainted interview when Mr. Rivers told me he wanted the other counselor, not me, and he had invited her to help him...

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Reasons

Sometimes we think, 
Sometimes we drink!
Sometimes our mind,
Is lost in liquor or wine!
The trouble between both black and white, 
Is that each see their view...

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My name is Sammy Kyle
And I’m a cute poet
I use strange inner drive,
like a girl in a “cool” skirt.

Thou am less concerned about myself
But caved...

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Realizations 
 
There was a boy, Who played all day.
His name was Jam, He laughed all the way.
Sometimes sad, But others glad.
Sometimes he had, But...

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A Perfect Day Never Ends (or, If Chloe was a Poet)

The lazy breeze swoops in through the grassy lawn, tickles our necks,
barely a whisper; sitting...

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