Best Ss Poems

The Great Lakes Engineering Works built a new boat
S. S. Edmund Fitzgerald, t'would soon be afloat
The people that owned her needed a name
President of the...

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For many

Long years

I’ve lived

In your

 

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DDddd
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WWww
 

Your eyes

Cannot hide

Your lies

 

Pure deception -

now rejection

 

I take my

 

 

         KNIFE=====

 

   ...

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A a 	big A little a
                   What...

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Aspiration


Antoine had crashed once again when tempting the desert
Freedom fighter laureate poet daredevil testing the call of

        ...

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Ruth and her six year old daughter Annie, were moving along the countryside by Train. Ruth was reminiscing.  She was staring deeply into her...

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Oklahoma cowboy, tough coal miner’s son
Born in Henryetta, south of Tulsa some
Raised by daddy’s momma, taught him wrong from right
Daddy taught him ropin’, taught him...

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Here’s to all the negative people
You know how the story goes
If brains were freakin’ dynamite
You couldn’t blow your nose
When people make rude comments
They act without...

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S.S. Forever is on maiden trip
Bad luck starts abusing with ardent grip 
There is a fire burning on deck
Could now become an instant wreck
Quick action...

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Once I was thinking of building a shopping plaza just along the Gaza strip
But the Israeli's being what they are; I thought my sales could...

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* ha te *

* bi t t e r, h e a r t l e ss *

* sp i t t i n g,...

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Through invisible bars
Of his wide expansive space,
He searched far into the night sky
And settled upon a distant star,
Where the wounds she had administered
Did not resemble...

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Are socialists human beings?
Do they need food?
Are they capable of goodness?
Do they deserve to be tortured, starved, abandoned, beaten?
What makes a socialist cry?
It isn't sad...

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I have been reading her poetry for so many years that I lose count 
She is a Norwegian woman with a great capacity for great...

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Ghosts of Glory


They came to Auschwitz and Treblinka...
they tore down the walls that confined us.
How we wept with joy as the SS officers
were taken away...

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BELIEF IS YOUR OWN CHOICE 

And on the seventh day God ended his work which he had made; and he rested from all his work...

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