Budd Poems - Poems about Budd

.... for public domain Atlanta! Atlanta! People laid out in the street, dying, diseased, and broken, poets in old Atlanta found few words betoken what none would read out loud. Scattered in......

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...THE ARCHAEOLOGIST’S WIFE Sorry I cannot say her name, you all know her well She was my brother’s wife at the Kimmerdale My brother was an archaeologist He found a pot in Egypt In Tutankhamen’s c......

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...Duke Luke by his bateau Arrived at his chateau, Had he travelled through large eau! His mysterious rendez-vous with Henry Thoreau Yielded him a scarlet portmanteau. Entering his bureau, h......

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...I Moby Dick is a classic, so I've been told tried to read when was younger, tried to read when more old chastised my own self severely each time for not having interest in words so sublime. II Billy ......

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...We called him the dooch or the mini, who puffed all his dope like a chimney he would grind up that budd, like a crip or a blood and rolled up two blunts and a skinny. The very first time that......

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