Best Finish Off Poems

Bullet Proof

If I was a bullet I would travel real fast
Take showers in the past
Use gun powder to keep me dry
Shop at Target
And avoid people at all cost
If I was a bullet I would buy a gun
A small one, for company
Challenge Superman to a race
Or...

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It really is
As they say 

Ain't it funny that a difference

24 hour's in a person's life can make 

As 1 day and moment in time you
may just well find yourself

Standing on the prescipus of a
be that canyon , building or world's
edge

With 1 foot already off...

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I love to keep a low profile
And avoid the limelight
Flamboyance is not my style
I’m fiercely loyal, fair and giving
Looking for ways to please loved ones
By subtle random acts of kindness

I wish I could grace the whole world
With melodious joyful entertainment
I even bought a piano once
Because...

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JULIUS CAESAR
When you start reading
You show your feeling
But not in Julius Caesar 
Whose chapters dip you in eager 
Onto the streets of Rome
Lay a royal home
Caesar's it was
Who was the boss
 He was the king
Bright as a diamond ring
He loved all his mates 
who finally...

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IN THE WILD

Early morning, we go for a drive,
An awesome feeling as we arrive,
At our camp gate which, opens 
At 6 o’clock, 
Now we are in the African bush
Which, will unlock,
Moments that we have missed and
Remember from our last trip, and
Treasures recorded by camera, some
Happy,...

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Cast to the left of me, cast to my right
Cast out in front of me but I can’t get a bite
I’ve changed my tactics many times, tried legering and float
And now the heavy pouring rain has soaked right through my coat

Eyes peeled, alert, despite the...

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In days of yore when I was four, in my memory I'm sure
 there was nothing that you could buy called low fat
you got meat from a cow, and pork from a sow,
pound of lamb from NZ and that was that.
Butter from a pack, there...

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Then Keith snapped his fingers and spoke a mystical chant, 
“Grant us the powers to finish off the one that all others can’t” 
There came a sound of a moaning wind and a low and rolling groan, 
Then the ghost of dear sweet Barbara Ann...

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May Showers

Drops of rain give life to flowers born in May.
The white azalea for a time have their pure way.

In luscious ecstasy of a perfumed flower,
the gifted roses have dominion in wet hour.

Then the tulip bulbs burst forth in their full bloom.
Rain can’t damper their...

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What a beautiful breakfast
This hotel  embraces your stay
Everything you could wish for
To keep u going all day

The prunes I had were lovely
So juicy and fat
Now feeling a rumble in my stomach
Was I wise to eat that.

The cooked breakfast is not for me
So I looked for...

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IN THE WILD 
( Re Post)

Early one morning, we begin our drive,
An awesome feeling as we arrive,
At our camp gate which, opens 
At six o’clock, 
Now we are in the African bush
Which, will unlock,
Moments that we have missed and
Remember from our last trip, and
Treasures recorded...

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Plutonium ensures growth.
More Plutonium, more growths.

Fewer bombs increase the risk of unemployment.
More bombs increase the risk of employment.

Bombs for peace.
More bombs, more pieces.

Bombs to profit this nation.
More bombs, more profits.

Bombs bring potential enemies to the table.
More bombs, more potential enemies, more tables.

Bombs deter enemies from...

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The Jiggle Pants Dance

Here’s a dance that ought to be
picked up very easily -
one that those with two left feet
can learn and never miss a beat.

The first move that you have to know
you have to do twice in a row.
Sideways step and as you go
to...

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The Woman's Work Is Never Done.

Wedding bells are ringing as the church bursts into life.
A day of joyous throng as the Groom takes himself a wife.
The wife makes her house a home with sofa, chairs and table.
She'll do the decorating, well as much as she...

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the four corners of the 
room
in which i stand feels like 
a tomb.
On a solitude plane
i weigh my existence.
Whilse just sitting and 
looking in a distance.
I see myself wrongly 
propergated.
In this life i call mine 
which I barely dictate
i am pulled side by side 
by...

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