Boil Poems - Poems about Boil

It's almost half past three time to cosy up for tea kettle's on the boil to brew tea for two me and you with egg and cress or cucumber sandwiches with nary a single crust (they were all donated to the National Trust) it's after forty to four shall I be Mother and pour I know you know Pekoe the table's set quite daintily two for tea you...

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For water to boil the source of heat must be above its boiling point. For you to achieve dreams then you must be a dreamer Whats more painful than investing because you can yet no passion Imagine dating the wrong person then you become pregnant Hate will build in your heart,not because you made amistake, But because you did the...

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In a vast cauldron, where hearts boil in suffering and dreams, Society rounds itself like a sea of untamed thoughts, Under a leaden sky, where time flows like a river of memories, The heavy clouds of forgetfulness gather, shading every glimpse of light, There, in the vastness of silence, if you don't feel, don't move, don't disturb, A film of...

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In the deep valleys of the spirit, where dreams boil in the overflowing cup of consciousness, I wander aimlessly, seeking countless treasures not in gold, but in scattered words. There is no money in poetry, only echoes of emotions woven through the fine threads of time, Like an ephemeral butterfly, flying over the green fields of my soul. Where...

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Everywhere known as the Red Hot, For which it is also Near Not You try it skin won’t like the spot Awaits the eye the worse-than-blot… Everywhere hated for its smoke, Smoke sneaking into eyes not a joke; In emergency tears eyes soak, Big frowns and squints by the taxed bloke… What fire does is keep burning, For a torched house triggered mourning, Watchers;...

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In my left armpit a big boll That made me with anger boil… Then, nurse began to water boil. “Please, don’t touch it now: let it boil…” “But not like breakfast tea I boil!” I’d prayed fluid would spill on the soil And had begun to like snakes coil But her next move, I on that soil, With the planned help...

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Those days of prime 'neath skies of apple wine, transformed infatuation into hope, while nights of Spring, beneath the stars divine, inspired two vernal lovers to elope. When fervor waned and solstice peaked the sky, those days were singed and weathered in the broil, their days of Spring soon seared and withered dry as ruddy skies were bleached in Summer's...

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Get yourself some swamp cabbage, And get yourself some ham. Get yourself some snap peas , And the biggest pot on hand. Boil it up together, Over a nice slow fire, Until it's all real tender, Then take it from the pyre. Don't forget the seasonings, Just salt and pepper's fine, And serve it up with corn bread, And folks will stand in line....

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It wasn’t a green snake That tried God’s enterprise to foil Nor one of greenish make That had man pushed into piteous toil. The sun-loving green wouldn’t anything spoil, As often it’s thinking of how to funnily coil, This presuming to playfully act out on your very soil While your odd animosities you oil And not once, not twice, unnecessarily boil....

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Mulberry-leaf-munching moth pupa spins silk to make the cocoon for its transformation into its adult form as a winged moth. Pupa in the cocoon is excited it will fly soon Ten more days to go It will fly and go Joyous and happy it lays Dreaming of future days Heartless man picks it up Drops it in boiling water Takes out its threads Makes clothing out of it It...

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Floyd was having an affair with the soil Something in the ground made his passions boil He dug a real deep hole Up popped a New York mole She slapped poor Floyd ~ I'm not that kind of 'goil!'...

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The leaves were turning red and gold; And frost was in the air. When they rounded up the Acadians, From Miquelon and Saint Pierre. It was a time for groaning; A cry from Cajun lips. When they rounded up those Frenchmen; And loaded them on ships. So they came to "Louisiane;" A strange and far-off land. But thrived mid pines and cypress. A hardy, cheerful band. They...

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it infuriates me so kids anxious to get their grubby hands on their inheritance ~ their due! anxious to claim their jackpot uncouth arrogance and greed so what if it’s at the expense of someone else’s lifetime of labor and sacrifice the entitlement the disrespect mind boggling it enrages me so ...

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Trump More Trouble Recruit Trump North Korean Officer did salute; More trouble cause and he will recruit; Corrupt our soil; God's temper boil; Minds of all his supporters pollute. Jim Horn Feelings Begin and Start Feelings in your body begin and start; Flow through arteries owned by heart; Value has none, Even after done, And you are, brain will say how smart. Jim Horn...

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Over Started To Boil Was upset when things over started to boil; Then there appeared to be another turmoil; Peace and quiet, Now part of diet, And feel better when I will relax and uncoil. Jim Horn...

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