Best Stoppers Poems

Love is the essence.

Your presence is flavor.

I'll savor you "Now and Later."

Your sweetness is one,

of many candies,

not just good night pillow mint "Andes."
 
I'm a "sucker" for you,

like an "Everlasting Gobstopper," forever true.

Even if there's "Mounds" on the "Rocky Road,"

we'll "Crunch" it out and keep our...

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Winter is the last to the stage
The headlining act
Of a year almost gone

It has a few show stoppers up its sleeve
As Christmas and New Year
Prepare to put their best show on

Patiently waiting in the wings
Seeing Spring, Summer and Autumn
All take to the stage and perform

Its...

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Thank You!...

It's Black history month, so we come to celebrate, 
all the hues of brown that made our nation great! 

From Fredrick and Harriet to Mandela, and Muhammad Ali, because of the stance they took, we are allowed to be free. 
Langston, Louis, Billie, Malcolm,...

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Clem Kadidlehopper had two whoppers,
Two burgers with the works may be stoppers,
Double meat, egg, beetroot, tomato and cheese,
For a burger connoisseur this could only please,
No problem for Clem and his great big choppers.


alternate last line:  Clem woofed them down with his great big choppers....

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The Great Bell of Bow

I feel such a Steam Tug and no Porkies
Some Tea Leaf Half Inched me Jam jar

In me local Nuclear Sub you wouldn’t Christmas Eve it
Almost totally Boracic on the way to me Pope in Rome

It’s Radio Rental I was just havin...

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I'm not a 
preacher; 
I'm just another believer.
I believe in the future of my 
generation, 
because we are the solution 
generation.

My generation...
Flourishing in righteousness
Walking in holiness
Nourishing in goodness
Connecting to grace yet 
wireless
Overflowing amidst 
emptiness 
Shining amidst darkness
Bearing fruits amidst 
barrenness
Blossoming amidst dryness
Breaking through in the...

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We weren't rich by any means
but our bellies were full and our clothes were clean

They didn't display those high priced names
but they wore fine just the same

We didn't ride around in fancy cars
Grandma saved pennies in a big glass jar

We learned early that money doesn't...

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The Great Bell of Bow

I feel such a Steam Tug and no Porkies
Some Tea Leaf Half Inched me Jam jar

In me local Nuclear Sub you wouldn’t Christmas Eve it
Almost totally Boracic on the way to the Pope in Rome

It’s Radio Rental I was just havin...

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before the key touched the door 
and even before 
the agent real-stated this, our home 
i heard the rafters, door stoppers and shutters 
rattle with our love 
i saw 
the garden you’d grow 
that’d so 
open my eyes 
i came to see too 
the me...

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Stank Breath and Funky Shoes Blues

I was at the soda shop the other day.
Met a cute girl there by the way,
Only thing about that I can see 
She had terrible stank breath...whooooeee !

On top of that, when I could again peruse, 
I gathered my wits...

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When I was born, 
My hands were empty.
When I was died,
My hands were empty.

What was a difference?
When I was born.
My family relatives and friends
Congratulates to my family.

My father got proud on my Mum.
And arranged a big party,
And celebrated as a happy day.
I have seen happiness...

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Rocky trail
Fallen trees
Fresh scent of pine leaves

Scattered acorns
Wild blooms
Thundering sounds of a graceful brook

Brightly red 
Cylindrical Snow flowers
Show-stoppers for enthusiastic hikers

Chirpy Jays
Traces of wild foxes
Immensity of rocky mainstays 

Spring storm
Shivery gales
Sprays of tiny snowflakes

Wood bridge
Nimble stream
Magic of a mountain climb...

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Cave Kellers and Dig Wellers
David J Walker

Christians that go to hell 
will have one
Hell of a story to tell

       In the
Nick of time but no place to
Dwell among tent dwellers the
Cave kellers the dig
Wellers the rhyme 
Travelers the street...

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time slides ever to the right,
neither scabrous skidding mark,
nor faint leavings of wisdom’s feast,
only gouged furrows, upturned days,

to love only ideas of love, 
inane this hate of a cruel gentle kiss,
blackened hollow, sunken chest,
banal sacraments bless clamoring voices,
blown down a narthex like noisy wraiths,
screaming attention...

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Welcome to the new millennium
Seven years in the making.
Forever forsaking.
Every year touted as the last one on earth
Yet we all know the worth
Of a dollar.
Holler if you hear someone knocking
On heavens door.
No one lives there any more.
We bury our ineptitude in Prozac
Leaving a chemtrail of...

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