Chiefs Poems - Poems about Chiefs

Patrick Mahomes and his boys all choked When they went up against the Eagles, they got smoked. The winning team in the Super Bowl earns a coveted trophy. It's named in honor of the late Vince Lombardi. The Kansas City team was gunning for number three. However, that scenario was just not to be. It was all due to Jalen Hurts...

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Edgar my dear Why do you have that spear Is that your plan? When in a jam? Scare the bloody Kansas City yellow and red When they fight the fowl volture appearing dead Spirit Haunting Spirit Daunting Blazing under the Baltimore sun Until Poe's poetic message is done No swift moves will be here Only Chiefs carcasses holding...

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as  bavila chiefs resolve problems, some boys see misterious creatures....

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Patrick Mahomes may be world’s nicest guy. Kansas City shows him off with pride. Chief’s quarter back hails from Texas, Ty. Hall of Fame MVP, at twenty five. He exudes a joyful mask every day. Injury does not slow him or delay. We love him in every single way!...

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Chiefs of mischiefs are- Vulnerable honourables Who wear the outfit of oppression And vicariously dishonourable Upon putting our nation to recession Chiefs of mischiefs are- Magnanimous messengers of doom Offspring of greed, kindred of impunity, In conspiracy who prey on our security Piercing our gallant soldiers with gloom Chiefs of mischiefsare- Peaceful promoters of poverty Constantly canvassing continuity In power and personalization of public property Turning we entity into...

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Call me Africa, The land of the ancient chiefs That lie in ruins. Iam the sun-scorched plains And the roar of Mosi oa tunya. Iam the rolling hills And the lush green valleys Where rainclouds come to rest And the mopane is plentiful. Call me Africa! Iam the roar of the lion Sending waves of fear Through the land and scattering his prey. Iam the beat of...

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Super cold today in Kansas City Freezing No ice No snow The air is brittle Brutally cold My feet reflect this My toes are icy I stare out the window Knowing how cold the glass is Staying inside Warm but not toasty Slightly chilled Not tempted to run downtown and park six miles away So the Super Bowl parade Honoring the KC Chiefs Marches on without me today...

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Kansas City is over her head with joy First the Royals won the World Series Now the Chiefs have conquered the Super Bowl. We are comparing stories. What we were eating. How hard we were yelling. How long we heard fireworks on Sunday. One twenty-six a.m. I told them with pure happiness. That's nothing one of our favorite female busdrivers said. In my neighborhood...

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Kansas City is on fire with love for the Chiefs I am only one of two people who forgot to wear red today School has been cancelled for Wednesday. The mayor called it. We are blasting fireworks into the sky. Sad for the 49'ers, but we are aglow with glory. It has been fifty years since the Chiefs won the Superbowl. The...

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Time is winding down And the Big Game is ready to put a smile on a wintry frown A Chief represents the A F see While the 49ers are the National wannabees Television has all the cameras set And NFL’s new city are completing their bets A six pack here and Doritos there This has...

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? The divider in chiefs, divider in thieves The first in the world, thieves so bleed The divider in chief, divider in genes The first in the world, genes so greed The divider in chief, divider in terror The fear of TIME, terror became error The divider in chief, divider in looters The first in the world, India has...

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~TH' COMMANDER OF CHIEFS~ SPIRITS OF TH' SAINTS,ACKNOWLEDGE MY PLEAS... HERE IN THIS DARKNESS,MY SOUL IN DIRE'NESS CALLS TH' CHOSEN OF GOODNESS' SAKE,CRY 'LONG ON TH' WINDS PREPAREST THY REGIMENTS,FOR AN CAVALRY WE IMPLORE THEE FILLEST OUR VESSELS,LADEN US WITH THY VERACITY UPON NOBLE STEED,SET US TO REIGN UNCONQUERABLE FOR COMPARED TO OUR ENEMY,'VEN SODOM'S SINS ARE FRIVOLOUS TARRY NOT,I BEG THY PARDON...TO...

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