Best Procurement Poems

Primose path leads to the slaughter of American
dream delete pause proficiency with internetty
webbegone after thoughts of yahoo googleyed 
interred intricacies that shed benign capsules of
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SIXTY EIGHT

For years I’ve lived with being a soixante-huiter
Although my wardrobe’s more fastidious and neater
Those heady days are not beyond recall
The nights and days when...

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Pessimists call Maths, abyss of a subject,
A subject invented to detest their brains,
A subject of arithmetical errors,
Errors, that need a heap of stint to complete...

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Young and Old: It is time to
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Splendid women
 Out of a dingy rearing
Obscure and silenced 
 The pain of desertion 
  A mean decision    

Splendid women 
Your...

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I, henceforth, known as the respirer, do
solemnly swear hereafter, to take you in,
in sufficient quantities to ensure 
continuation of the flesh's animation.

I additionally, do accede...

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I WILL pound for you
with my arms
filled to the brim
with the strength of Africa.
With my breath,
pure like the crystal sky,
in its unperturbed hour,
I will pound.

I...

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the mad doctored relationship of a child of trust 
is seen in the I's (eyes)  of a parental giver 
these words are spoken by...

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AmI haveI willI doI as all been some will be with all the helping verbs from Ahman and Ricks in jr high in a timed...

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Chapter 5

They both sat in stunned silence with tears falling down
The boy entered, saw them, and hightailed it.

For a life time it seemed the two...

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milk and honey sincerity 
the procurement of a proper smile
many lifetimes in the making
the realization of promise made long ago

four walls listened
rain remnants glistened
blues sitting...

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Edwardo Badia
1856-1914

That low bred confidence man!
That snooking swindler who took me for a fool.
“Hey Gregg, you thief!
You owe me still, even as I rot here,
Regrettably...

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Ten slices of pure marmalade plus two years of misted Karmapa bread equals? Oh do hurry up. The sum is easy. Oh ok then try...

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Oh, what is this thing called love? 
It's a concept I don't understand. 
Delight that occurs at first sight? 
Or can it be carefully planned?...

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The world fell apart for a little while
Just that while perhaps is all it takes
In a world where there isn't a know how
It becomes a...

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