Buckboard Poems - Poems about Buckboard

...There is no death there is only sleep. Shouted the preacher he was a tall man with a white beard that hung below his waist He was dressed in black and standing. on the buckboard of his wa......

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...I'm working off my sins in the usual way, A Cornish knight of no worship, Languishing amid the aroma Of easy women and open bets. Don't tell the boss, but I'd do it for free So long as the ......

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...There’s something exceptional about country life Taking me back to when things were so slow Sitting under a tree coring an apple with a knife Gazing over golden corn and counting each row The g......

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...37 Jesus replied: “‘Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind.’[a] 38 This is the first and greatest commandment. 39 And the second is like it: ‘Love yo......

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...She's pretty tough for one so small When things get rough she stands so tall With a bundle of Love so beautiful Good things come in small packages God not her farts they smell like cabbages Or......

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...REALLY I ------JGL-------------- do solemnly swear to tell you of all that I see and I hear, invite you inside that dark space in my mind allow you ten minutes to see what you find. The erro......

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...A faint outline appeared in the early morn a full moon still shed its light, dark shadows spread across the land casting an eerie shadow over the far distant hills. An old buckboard clattered......

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