Butterballs Poems - Poems about Butterballs

...Mister Tom Turkey says gobble gobble Mrs. Tom Turkey’s head goes wobble wobble Zig-zaging through yards of grass they meet Hen teaching her younglings 'bout how to eat Tom gathers, his tuft ......

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...The gold wedding ring a symbol of a knot, To keep always unclouded and untainted, A close tight promise to sustain and to hold; To safeguard from evil not to be contaminated. Spring announced g......

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...blemish of the needle in eye spreads : do you still see the moon in the hills, outstripping the aura of midnight ? resilient, waiting for a renaissance, for a finger on the lips in dark, to rea......

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...If I do not know you, you probably should go away, as you have no reason to be at my door, other than to save my soul, borrow something, sell me some sugary treat, or to disturb my work and me......

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