Bunks Poems - Poems about Bunks

...Chinese trollers Cranes and pulleys motor oil saliva Fishhook cockroach antennas dipped to the oceans Thousands of sailing creepy crawlers Bandits with razors Cross the boundless seas Devours......

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...They darken to appear thus Scatter to dissipate in present company it might be seen as entertainment complicated by a lack of understanding dark features with brillant and uninspiring hues t......

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... Grandfather, Father, Son- three legends are: they served their City service very well. From 30s through the 80s, each a star; as Firemen- many dangers each befell. Three generations gladly to......

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...There’s many a tale that spreads across the night when the sun o’er the plains yields to campfire light. Tales about cowboys, who once roamed the plains, scratching a living using their rope and......

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...No talk, no walk, No laws, no clause, That's her way of dreaming. Just the silence between the journey, The peace connecting two broken pieces of heart, Was the making of the bro sis art. Their......

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...In the Med aboard the Byrd, Captain spoke and gave the word. Rough course ahead, but still on track. If not on duty, then hit your rack. For Rob and I, we had to know. So, topside bound to s......

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...Imelda would spread her faerie magic upon the many creatures of the wood; and like a ball of soft plastic it one day bounced upon a bunny-hood. Young bunnies were making daisy chains......

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...We run squealing into our cabin, and grab bunks. I don't want a top, but end up on one, being compliant. I am from a small town, and a church. Being flexible is what I do. It is evident that some ......

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...__________________ RAG BAGGER What is a blowboat which way does the warm wind blow Im lashed to the mast GINSU - KNIFE EASTPORT , MAINE USA Ginsu ......

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...2020 taught us many things; And freedom wasn’t one of them Be it physical or mental Everyone fought their captors.. Some succumbed, some overcame, The hurdles meant to terminate them Few gained......

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...It’s the elephant, the huge shadow, the gray bulk of gray in the room, and it’s such a small threadbare room, four bunks deep barely five feet wide. Wood lice are eating a cheap village fidd......

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...At dawn the bugle's piercin' call roused troopers for another wretched day, Of curryin' horses, shovelin' manure, drillin', guard duty and gatherin' hay! Another day of bellerin' sergeants and pomp......

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...As August approaches its end It’s harder for us to pretend That the summer’s still here For it seems pretty clear That to autumn our thoughts do transcend. All the stores and the sites adverti......

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...1956 Newport to Bermuda Race In June, 89 sailboats at midday Left Newport and Narragansett Bay. We're on the way in a 635 mile race To Bermuda - a beautiful place. Light winds on the first......

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...A. History is bunk. B. Who said? A. Henry Ford said. B. Who's that? A. He's dead. B. Who was that? A. He was the founder of a major automobile company. B. When did he found it? A. Er, ......

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