Cat O Nine Tails Poems - Poems about Cat O Nine Tails

...Sorrow had passed his way many times, said the lines across his brow. His truth was challenged again and again, but to lies he refused to bow. Even in the face of death, his ground he firml......

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...Great is his faithfulness; his mercies begin afresh each morning. Lamentations 3:23 NLT Because of God’s tender mercy, the morning light from heaven is about to break upon us…...

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...Those primeval skies, no man ever knew Ignited, as one massive boulder burst through Hollow inside, creatures not unlike mice Strapped themselves in as they plunged into ice Instantly boiled then......

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...Those primeval skies, no man ever knew Ignited, as one massive boulder burst through Hollow inside, creatures not unlike mice Strapped themselves in as they plunged into ice Instantly boiled then......

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...I once was a farmer I worked the land I reaped the corn With a scythe in my hand I ploughed my furrow I sowed my seed I grew my crops My family to feed One day hot and thirsty With t......

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... 3's a crowd A triplet, trio loud 6 is a pair of three's It's half a dozen eggs A sextet strums to please 'tis the sixth planet, Saturn Biggest score thrown on die Perfect number p......

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...Here’s idiomatic lines for nine. Why does a stitch in time just save nine? Why’s possession nine points of the law? Indeed, why did the cat have nine tails? Perhaps it’s because it had ni......

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... “The Fallen” Remote, he sees himself in the reflection of cold close yet distant shop windows, his final journey along the Hard Time Roa......

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...IF YOU PULL A LONG FACE : Part XXII IF you pull a long lonely face Standing all alone near or on a busy airport flyway Sans kith ni kin nor traffic police or friends en surplus Hell you'll b......

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...I once was a farmer I worked the land I reaped the corn With a scythe in my hand I ploughed my furrow I sowed my seed I grew my crops My family to feed One day hot and thirsty With th......

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...Bow serpents and lions Ingenerated from Demora’s shrine Graced from Gia’s star Blessed with serenity, strength, and beauty Chanted by Diablerie monarchs Dancing enchantress witchcraft coursing i......

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...The question has to be this. Is a meow a cow? Q1…...................A Catalogue? Well what can one say? Really all that? How can I possibly make it under the word count? So many pages and it......

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...Villanelle: Hoist not the flag of your hidden vices Hoist not the flag of your hidden vices Wonder not why enemies pick on entrails No foe will salute nor sing your praises You cannot make......

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...In this world there's the good the bad and the ugly, just wanting a few dollars more, thinking they are the untouchables, as it was once upon a time in America, on looking for the mission......

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...Onward ever onward down the awesome lanes of time, Coming going, dying reborn, another life inclined, One time in Tasmania the Pommy hunters killed us out, A prisoner in irons, cat of n......

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