Best Gravy Train Poems

Mister Ride rode a gravy train
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I often sit for long periods of time
hoping the perfect beginning will come to me.
To write a poem that starts with a pristine Capital
leaving readers...

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Little boy with a toy gun
Dreams of all that might be fun
To be fully clad in combat gear
And go into battle with no fear
A hero...

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I was a musketeer
Fighting to save a dying land
Soldier with a heart
Hate never disappeared
As greed and waste were in command
Tearing it apart
Armed with a sword...

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Sorry ,
My friend and confident of days old

Do not fret
Regret is wasted until the cost is met

I still hold you in high regard 
I still...

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Konkas draw a blanket over the flats,
but our state live like over fed fat cats
Zuma had another great opinion,
now we must dream of a Rand...

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Spent today at a Flea Market with she,
All for nothing, nothing for free,
Bought some clothes for she,
A potplant for me, no weed,
Food and books ...

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I'm living in my golden years
And riding on the gravy train.
I am one of the lucky ones
Who lived the sweet life to attain.

The first two...

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Thanksgiving Day

      ~ pretty weird that it is necessary to have one day allocated during the year to give 
thanks...

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A friendship gathering
in the land of Goshen ...

My friend, Flip J says transcendently,
that publican people are only telling you
half the truth every single usury time,
with...

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The working Class Hero

From town to town, all across this great land,
You can see the work of a laboring hand.
Not many know their name,
But in...

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Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez 

There’s a new kid in town in DC
With an old and tired philosophy
To make everything free’s what she says
Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez 

With a theory...

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I stepped down
left this old town.
Still thinking of you
and the days of new.

Now I'm in Georgia
thinking of someone new
thinking of someone new.

Forgotten promises
broken fish bowls
and...

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A slight chill surrounding your ghostly smile,
Black sumptuous full pout,
Dark poignant fixated pupils,
Scanning the perimeter to which you stand.


Poised and uncertain,
Frozen like icicles,
Racing thought's,
My life's...

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Deep concern across the land, respect is all but gone
protesters attack, harass, all night until the dawn
Looking closely, feeling pain, no such thing as fair
doesn't...

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