Best Saint Peter Poems

Way before the sunrise is when I start my day
I offer thankfulness in the prayer that I pray

I do love the morning with its beautiful...

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I really wanted, a refreshing day
Thinking to myself, what was the best way
First some cold water, I splashed on my face
Evidence of sleep, vanished without...

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Heavenly bliss

Shawn and Shauna fell deeply in love
And were on their way to be wed
When a car, on that day, took their lives straight away
As...

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[To the tune of Ghost Riders In The Sky (loosely)]
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a smile on the dial as off you go,
 saint Peter is waiting ya maybe no,
 stay away from me Joe the crow, 
u aint...

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Talking to Sara...

Why me

the world weighs heavily on our souls,
though we are encased in  blubber,
our suffering life swiftly unfolds,
the book is balanced brother,

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In hell is called Malebolge a site
Completely made of ferrous color stones  
As almost all the rim around looks quite.

Of the malignant field the...

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I must say Peter, I've had the most extraordinary day. It all started when I woke up this morning. I was brushing my teeth with...

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They planted Hank 'neath a lonesome pine when he came to the end of the trail.
Angels ushered him to the Great Beyond and through that...

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Simon wizard, you poor under his sway
That all things of God, which then of good will
Must be always brides, and you birds of prey

For gold...

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If there ain't no Bacon in Heaven
I'm gonna keep right on sinning
For hell's where I rather be
If I can enjoy my BLT
Now don't be a...

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Grandpa was a jolly fellow so talented and so wise.
He could plant a row of corn as straight as the arrow flies!
He was a very...

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It's hard to say where and when our town's People of Faith Cooperative started.

After all,
we have all emerged together,
and are still emerging
people of TaoGod,
right?

Our faith...

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St. George May not be English
By Bob Moore(c) 2016

St. George may not be English
but he’s England’s Patron Saint
St. Patrick is Saint of Ireland
but an Irishman...

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The putrid, malodorous and fowl nauseating smell 
   can still be conjured nearly fifty years later wracked
I never forget ineradicable tangy, sulfurous 
...

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