Best Jenkins Poems

My soul was ruptured by crystal soprano
As I walk from door to door
Try to outpace my welling tears

Noble silver - perfect jewel
Reduce a man to burning fuel
Untill I spellbound  dont exist

Your voice a bell , my disbelief
That could summon men to wander off
To dwell...

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Vicky is an archer, born on the 14th of April,
In 1977, and started getting that archery thrill,
In 2010 when she competed for the first time:
She found archery thru a friend’s lucid dime.

She lives in Malvern in Worcester, England, 
So she trains in Lillishall in Shropshire’s...

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Her voice reaches a higher plain
It quivers through my evey vain
Picks me up when i am low
Just a poem to let you know

When you sung Nessum Dorma
It brought a smile to my face
When you sung amour et let u
you were bathed in the light of...

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I know this boy , named miles Jenkins nunn . He collects bratz dolls and

Crossdresses 4 fun ! He likes playing poker with his mom !

He thinks Marla sokoloff is the bomb ! He sent her pictures of him dressed like 

A girl ! She...

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(absurdly enough, a true story)

Four centuries ago this year
(believe me, for I’ve checked!)
Britain and Spain jointly adhered
to the Treaty of Utrecht.

They’d been at war so long before,
concerning – of all things –
the British right, as Britain saw,
of choosing Spanish kings.

Yet more wars came, with curious...

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Out late tossin' the rag.
Turn down Barney Jenkins Road.
Big 'ol square white
house, freshly makeshift
sign in the lawn.
It reads:
SUNDAY SCHOOL 11AM
Ain't that beautiful?
Ain't that how the world
should turn?
Stick a sign on ya lawn
an' let the people come
right on in.
He's probably
a pedophile....

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In angelic voice, enthral, rejoice

Of peace be s-t-i-l-l, for one fine day

A garden of dreams, over the rainbow, a daydream behold

In a graceful realm, of grace to amaze, a dawn of promising rays

Blissful skies, sunlight arise, a peaceful picture

Soul silhouette, lest we forget, royal remembrance

Together...

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Mr. Jenkins lived in a small town
Everyone knew him from miles around.
He delivered the newspaper door to door.
It was always on time everyday a quarter past four.

His family was the town’s people
He felt well loved like an old steeple.
The same place everyday he ate lunch
Never...

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For David Jenkins of Saint James Episcopal
Shallotte, NC

There is only this left I can beg or borrow;
Last moment which was so full of sorrow;
God reigns supreme,
And He will redeem;
Did die and never again have a tomorrow.

James Thomas Horn
Retired Veteran
RiverSea Plantation
Bolivia, NC 28422...

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Doc’ Jenkins caught a bad case of the flu
He got sick that he didn’t know what to do
           He Treated himself 
         With things on a shelf...

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She never entered a ghetto.
She perfected a high-pitched falsetto.
At the Carnegie Hall
she could both enthrall and appall
as she shredded every libretto.

She's up there with her heavenly peers,
Where  many angels must now plug their ears...

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it was beyond my control
           yet every aspect and tilt
  my movements directed
   precisely until out of my control
            momentum gathers
...

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Mass for peace* by Karl Jenkins
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Just when the day wanes longer, 
Legs and body not getting any stronger, 
Memory short and not clear, 
Times of ending days are near. 

Hair turns from gray to white, 
And it seems like you're not feeling right 
When you're not fit but put on...

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Shower me
Wash me clean
Let Your rain shower me,
Wash me redeem
My soul so I am made whole
Once more
And once more be clean.

Let it rain,
Let it pour out on me,
Let it rain,
Let it drench my very soul.
Clean me up anything that’s not clean
Once more
And once more be...

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