Best Myra Poems

Myra my beautiful and sexy wife
You're a very special part of my life
And you mean all of the world to me
To my heart you have...

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A little girl approached her mother and said to her one day
"Santa Claus is not real, that's what all my friends say"
 Her tears began...

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Like fresh water from springs below a lake
There is much love to give, but who will take?

shuffling ‘neath neon lights
or lurking in alleyways
Myra roams urban...

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In the dark dark year of 63
Britain's most gruesome murder spree
A conscious betrayal of innocence
With acts of barbarous decadence
Left five young children, in a hole,...

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Moses and his sweet Molly Mouse 
have a puzzling dilemma.
They have used all the names they know
from Marvalee to Maryemma.

They have followed all mouse name...

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Me my kids and my wife
All a very special part of my life
Roger who is 12 years old
I hope he achieve his every goal
Alisha who...

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Children do ask us if Santa Claus exists
Most of us do reply, “yes, Certainly,dear”
Folklore have turned Santa into a toy
Who mans a sleigh led by...

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Two old friends
(who haven’t seen each other
in quite some time)
running into each other on the 
corner of Linwood and Clairmount
— A Detroit westside encounter


Man, it’s...

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I am sitting in the sun now, letting the rays love me.
And heal me.
It’s a beautiful spring day, and I have called
Everyone I know, and...

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Blooms Have Come to an End

There is a flower with blooms that are continual 
That are also biennial or may be perennial
Steadily desiring to return...

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A little girl said to her mother one day
"Santa's not real, that's what my friends say"
Her tears welled up and she started to cry
And said"...

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Well-mannered and respectful holding his black hat,
the young man asks for his daughter's hand after
her caught him kissing her in his favorite chair,
but her mother...

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I am a purple headed chicken with glass beads. I like to roam the wooded glades. I often wear a pair of shades. It shields...

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*JUST A REMINDER: Some of these words are made up to go along with the story line. For 
these purposes, the lyrics must sound like...

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Butterflies as big as bats
with phosphorescent wings
My ears can’t speak
My mouth can’t see
My eyes begin to scream

Bugs are climbing up the walls
Spiders come out of...

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