Calamity Jane Poems - Poems about Calamity Jane

A voice from a woman that has emotional depth and concern for humanity is often shunned through strong arming of sources to discredit her psychological state. If you steal from a children’s cancer research foundation, and laugh about grabbing women by the pussies then how will humanity survive? The democratic state of America has been burned and...

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Martha Jane Cannary, For her time was quite contrary. A hard drinking, sharp shootin' gal, Who dressed like a man and whose language was foul. 7/24/21 For Brian Strand's July 24 Poetry Contest...

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Calamity Jane the adventuress, Lived and died hard under stress. She could drink, smoke and shoot, Out rode most galoots, Men had to admit she's the best. Calamity had a kind heart. with her money she'd freely part. If she could help, Why not 'cause she felt, She might help someone make a new start. Calamity dressed like a man, And most folks did not understand, But...

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Everyone was staring Frozen in their seat Down the stairs Made quite an entrance Calamity Jane Without her underwear Her buxom figure Generously in full view For everyone to see Down the stairs All watched Calamity Jane In her birthday suit The whole incident Might have gone unnoticed But no such luck Frozen in their seat Mouth wide open Everyone just stared Down the stairs so clumsily Had I not tripped No doubt we could...

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She makes the whip go poppin’, Her pistol shots are heart stoppin’, Woman of romance, grit and fame, Wild Lady of Heart, Calamity Jane. She’s history, wrapped up in mystery, And she lives the life she loves, Taking with innocent gratefulness, The gifts from God above. Listen to her stories, And you can...

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