Cantered Poems - Poems about Cantered

......A jolt ran though the broken men, like wraiths they rose, streamed for the door, Gobayth waved them on until nobody remained anymore. They raced on towards the small hut where all of the pick......

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...A sheriff I was in a small town, seen fifty years, and earned no renown, when Black Ken and his gang did come down to Mick Callahan’s big saloon. He saw I was the only law here, saw in my eyes......

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...There we were - Alf and I - Pharaohs, surveying those white pyramids - Nests of ibis - ovulating - Opera. Across the bridge we danced, Swaying o'er the waves below - Spectred lovers on a ph......

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...Ladies lounged in his light, fanning the flames of overheated desires. He, the slick poser, the bad bronco oiled his parts while he cantered past them, whipping his buttocks in a most convincing......

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...There are Guineas that live in America Guineas that live in a zoo But the craziest, zaniest guineas of all Are the ones that reside in Peru It is said that they live in the Andes And on weeken......

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...The Rhymed Poem aka The Rhyming Poem and The Riming Poem Old English Poem (i.e., Anglo-Saxon Poem) from the Exeter Book, ca. 990 AD loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch He who gr......

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...The Rhymed Poem aka The Rhyming Poem and The Riming Poem - Part II anonymous Old English Poem from the Exeter Book, circa 990 AD loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch He who grant......

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...Medieval Poem V A Proverb from Winfred's Time anonymous Old English poem, circa 757-786 loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch 1. The procrastinator puts off purpose, never in......

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...The fancy carnival carousel caught my eye Twelve wooden horses went prancing on by I clambered on one, and enjoyed a horse ride But when I had to dismount, oh how I cried! When Mama......

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...Winter Awakens My Care anonymous Middle English poem, circa 1300 loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Winter awakens all my care as leafless trees grow bare. For now my sighs a......

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...My Old Saddle Like a heavy rose in silver and leather Every stitch a life, thirty-three pounds, In cow hide, veined by fields In the foothills of Alberta, Reined and grained by waving wheat, W......

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...Emo-esque tales of Razors slitting the cord My spirit is tainted like an Ouija board Arching Daemons summoned my name, at the belly of Hell's burning wave. In tune with the wind's shrieking fam......

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...Hank had cowboyed on the Triple T Ranch fer nigh on fifty years. He'd rode the range herdin' beef peerin' betwixt his hoss's ears. Durin' cattle stampedes he'd broke bones and many a time was throw......

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...San-Goanna Blue Morning Halliwell are you right? {rhymer halliwell is 85} or have your toes tucked up so tight, are you with us or cantered through, beyond the vale Saint Peters Zoo......

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...went to the toilet it tickled my snout, the best defence is offence , i havent a doubt, so i fired round after brown, till it was all bloody out, till me toilet cantered away, hope it retu......

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