Bet Poems - Poems about Bet

Pitbull Boxing the rules have changed/ It's a little different in this pitbull Boxing ring/ We fight till the death, nothing more or less/ There's no time to think, no time to catch your breath/ Put your paws up, I'll make you suck a knuckle/ Step into the ring, I'll beat you to the buckle/ Once I lock on you, there's...

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I do not like anything symmetrical it is the artist in me I wanted color for the kitchen my husband leans toward black and white he likes round things, and hearts, things that are even on both sides I think symmetrical things are nonimaginative and boring The minute I saw the multi-colored tile I knew that was going into my kitchen. My...

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As sure as scientists ask why and winged creatures fly Politicians will lie ~ and soldiers will die ...

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Were I to explain what then would I say … That the moon loves its axis that each dog has its day That the question unanswered most answered indeed That each start an enigma and truth often bleeds That the mind unexplored without mention at all That from season to season time stumbles and falls Against my better nature I’ll place this one bet The answer you hoped for —...

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BROS BEBETO'S BET Betting can tie you down like a sitting belt. And I can bet Betty's boyfriend's bet Mirrors how most of you beters felt. Betty's boyfriend bets, but the ticket bursts. "I'm getting this money o," he'll always boost. Betty's boyfriend is known as bros Bebeto But now, bros has learnt hitherto. Bet9ja, what have you done to...

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The cries of those That lacked leadership From that time Till now That vision of America That is cried from the Tears of those who have Nothing but aspire to Have That circle which is centered From the trust And believing Which tomorrow's are promised From this today And that eternal trust Of believing secures the faith Of those who trust Backbreaking efforts of workers Staffs who believe in The echoes of tomorrow Stand beside...

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The cries of those That lacked leadership From that time Till now That vision of America That is cried from the Tears of those who have Nothing but aspire to Have That circle which is centered From the trust And believing Which tomorrow's are promised From this today And that eternal trust Of believing secures the faith Of those who trust Backbreaking efforts of workers Staffs who believe in The echoes of tomorrow Stand beside...

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On such an important day when daylight wakes up in the morning with a blank screen looking in my face and the carriage is dragging the midday race, and colorful flags flying high in the sky while the message hope lingers on the seat of wisdom muttering a faint monologue through its hot breath. I held...

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Thinking 'twould endear him to the fairer sex He'd ever worn his heart upon his sleeve By the time he found he'd been naive ~ The girl he'd married called him 'ex'...

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Evert poet follows a different style Writing excellently showing a variety We must appreciate their individuality As wonderful news they finely mail Poets must vary in all the ways widely Then only classic poems will emerge In deep ecstasy we all can submerge May poets of this World muse shrewdly Never criticize poets blaming their write As that may spoil wholly...

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On those days, magazines would exist Innumerable writers used to contribute Ours mightn't appear for a long time We would look into the magazine sadly Great stalwarts would always succeed They would be lauded by many fans As we would get no chance to write Our talent would go fully unnoticed We would lose all the interest to write Our near and dear might...

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His eyes with salty tears wet Over needless reckless bet On some spacious rooms to let, Whose owner Nick Dick had met And was told “Time for it not set.” Not the same as “Not for let” Rather meaning “Not quite yet”. Then, just like that, rooms got set, Nick Dick to this not forget Like one cannot a ruined pet; Mongrels: The Injecting...

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After election party-hopping is prohibited Now come the complains and slanders Gone the frog comes the toad Bet is no more bet Defeat is still far away to be admitted Hustle and bustle carries on after election and sworn in Maybe settle scores at an opportune moment Maybe democracy is challenged Where's justice Maybe this is the new way of life...

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What’s happening? A bystander asked the McCormick sisters, unduly soused. They lost a bet, Wilma and Lucille said as the other two grunted and roused. You mean they must pull that cart all the way to Marshalltown today? Yes, and the horse was so happy she did a celebratory sashay. Do you McCormicks often make your siblings tow the...

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I introduced my fiancé to my best friend. Knowing they would not get along at all. I was the one not happy in the end. For their love affair was not a bit small. They both dumped me quickly. They were a twosome, so slickly. I had no idea this would be the case. But their romance took a rapid pace. My wedding...

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