Chad Poems - Poems about Chad

Best job I never had was being tickle secretary to a pink dragon, Chad. I had twenty-six job before I met him, and believe me, they were all bad. Tickled him every hour from his tail to his gigantic fire-breathing nose. He laughed like hyena pack who had stayed all night in a bar until close. If he guffawed...

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body am owner no longer are a loaner became body donor what would make me mad cheated counting hanging chad which we knew was bad hard been hard to bare chiropractor met my prayer now can climb each stair my back has an arch now stand straight when we march in clothes is much starch hurt from head to feet to adjust he did repeat my pain did deplete back...

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He has not been feeling well his mother said, excusing four-year-old Chad. He has asthma, she said at five, he did not mean to shove the child off the slide. He has headaches she said when he turned six, and another child is sent to the hospital. He is having a hard time, he is dyslexic, she said...

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You have a Gold heart. That makes you Kind hearted. Your different then Most friends. I met. And that makes you Great inside. Your a great friend Who is loyal....

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When I learned about his death, it was hard to believe. An actor died twenty years ago today on Christmas Eve. Sadly, he died at the young age of twenty-six. He starred in The Supernaturals, A Smoky Mountain Christmas and other flicks. He starred in The Dukes of Hazzard and Magnum P.I. as well. He tried to beat Colon Cancer...

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Not even a whisper to help understand Son, husband, brother, uncle, work mate and friend Taken unseen, from this world by his own hand No spar or ring ending the fisherman’s bend Just a rigid, slightly jagged, frayed tag end...

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It stood a while, alone, the perfect phrase Entire and beautiful upon the stage As lovely as two words could ever be ‘Till came the muse, the ancient ***** of days Demanding blood and ink upon the page Insisting passion and complexity And sacrifice, and violent hymns of praise Her hunger and her ardour to assuage In wild defiance of simplicity The poet quaked...

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So should we start at least another slogan Who we want is one more Clinton again Who presidential things already did master When our economy had been in a disaster. Once were chickens and jobs in very pot And it made no difference whether or not Which State was your current residence How flat is field or forest now is dense. Everyone here...

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“Chad deserves a round of applause!” And more applause! And more applause! And a standing ovation! And giggles get passed around!...

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in the summer rain by the lake, the droplets drip down my toes, through my hair, down my nose.crickets singing to the moon, stars hang their heads as I swoon. lonely night, as I bathe in rain and moonlight. And I sigh, as the willows bend and cry. Lovely lighthouse,light the way. Help me find the...

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