Best Intel Poems

Social Media is raving about my seafood haven.
Any ocean gift you wish is on my menu list.
It is known for chocolate bliss in any form that exists.
I should not dismiss other desserts that are hits.

Casual, tables are papered well for messy shells.
My wait staff excels...

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We are the Indians noted for our humanness and calm nature
With no harshness in our Principles and ideals.
We are open minded, emotional and good natured
Our emotions speaks louder than words
We are Rich in culture, traditions, festivals, gold, diamonds and food 
Our culture are deeply rooted...

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How can people want rights but they aren't right
While working in the daylight with souls bright as night
The creator shall judge the judges, The evil deserves evil
Good people will get what is equal to their actions
And immoral skin passions have fatal lessons 
God has a...

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With a sleep-living shuffle, they plod along
Apathetic senses, that don't notice it's wrong
Automatic living, with the brain turned off
My ideals of freedom, their conditioned to scoff!
The sheople who live, in societies herd
Who think flying freely only applies to a bird
Corrupted, sealed minds that believe every...

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Chances of precipitation zero.  Chances of dew, zero.  Chances of a raindrop, one hundred percent, as she was spotted in the sky about six seconds ago.  If Adrianna lands here, how will we collect her?  Who gets access? Where was the...

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We had a desert mission
Just north of us in Zarghun Shahr
But little did we know that day
We wouldn’t get that far.
We did not doubt the intel
That led us up the road of dust;
an IED exploded,
in up armor we trust.
 
To check if there were wounded,
The...

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On Attack: A Rainbow Six Siege Poem
By: Jacob Wallihan

Time to prepare
The drones are on the field
Rolling right towards 
The building called “Coastline”
Callouts for the position of the bomb
Not Kitchen
Not Bar
Not Billiards
It’s Penthouse
Spotted the enemies
2 Roamers
Caveira and Ela
3 Anchors
Pulse, Mira, Rook
All spotted picking up 
Rook’s Armour...

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Against communist Vietnam a war was waged 
For almost twenty years fierce fighting raged 
The French came first then the U. S. arrived
Communism had grown and it had thrived.

Most American soldiers served with distinction
Carrying out orders for the good of their mission
But in hearts of...

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My place of work they used to call ”Ma Bell”
As switchboard operator, “number please”
Became my tool of their “advanced intel”  
With wires and plugs held to connect parties.

Three days a week from three to ten, my job
Was set; with school next day, I soon...

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G-O-I- to the N. These 4 letters fill my head and that point I do begin. To go in and bust a ryhme. Come with a bong and you're right on time. To see my quickness, watch my shine and see me snap on every...

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Bujas entered the divisional intelligence office having very important business
business of national importance touching on high level national security issues.
so he was volunteering to be of the much needed help maybe help halt the bombs
and kabooms hitting his beloved city.. the copper looks a him...

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BloodOfJesus
Not the wine sacrament of the church not the grape juice that we use not the chalice cupp
not the rememberance not the ritual not the religion not the commandments of men. The
BloodOfJesus is the real blood that he shed on the Cross of Calvary the...

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Merry Christmas 

FROSTY THE SNOWMAN and I had a talk
In a WINTER FAIRY LAND. 
The snow got so deep that I could not walk,
So, on his SLED I did stand. 

We talked about TOYS and TRIMMING trees.
We talked about ELVES and SLEIGH BELLS and bees!
We...

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Ridiculous. Never have you met a brother to ever have explosiveness. Like a pyrotechnic you know that I will stay blowin' this. Beat up till'  I wake the streets up. Because Gary, Indiana needs a spiritual re-up. My city is sobbing and it's looking...

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Proem

After Sir Thomas recovered the Spear of Destiny and returned it to the Pope at the Vatican in Rome, he remained there for several months serving His Excellency, attending meetings, and recovering from several minor injuries sustained while recapturing the Spear that pierced the side...

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