Clam Poems - Poems about Clam

Manila and Cockles oh the steamers oh the steamers ...

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Calm and quiet No stress or worry Soft sounds of nature Calm, quiet, and relax...

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My feet touches the bottom land As my feeling start to quiver damn Scratching those toes on silty sand In the hope I can find a clam. Fortune pay a price in waiting Inch by inch I'm starting to find Boulders of clam in seabed setting Excitement painting my mind. Labor showing enthusiasm I confess A hungry belly want to cook an obsess All in...

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you want the commitment, you want to be loved - though, you need to know me, in order for this to work out. i need to be free, to not clutch my wings, do you understand me? that's all that i need. don't keep me updated, don't share any words, i'm easily bored, that's all that i want. shut up, keep it quiet. don't say anything more. i'm not...

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Protecting one's good name Not a kid's easy card game. Who does climbs towards fame, Who squeezes it buys shame; The picture not the same.... Better one an old dame, Clinging to her good name Than princess of just blame In morals badly lame One's good name is one's flame; Really, the thing men claim. Thus, you must n't it maim; Remain - not wild -...

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The Lord is on our side; once again He’ll stem the tide. Enemy onslaught will subside. The Lord is on our side. Our God is here; we’ll survive. Are you swallowed up alive? Have you foes who stalk? connive? Our God is here; we’ll survive. God saved Noah on...

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*Image of Shell The Beach Pearl by Pixabay. the clam cool clam chills glacial claimed precious life pearl rolls the seabed 2021 August 29 *HM* Bite Size Poem no19 ~~Line Gauthier: Judged 2021 September 04...

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Our boat is first to slice The green snake skin of Clam Lake This Saturday morning in May Heading east to the mouth of Grass River Where angry Pike still hunt from shallows Before the Milfoil grows to summer impossible My son at the wheel His long hair a wake of curls behind his engine grin Fishing poles battering the back of the...

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here she is spoke out doubt settling inside here she is sharing caring what they think here she is waiting rating the slow time here she is again penned in a type font here she is alone phone ringer shut off here she is, a clam damn, there she goes, gone...

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What's all this about, why are we here Time's much too short till we all disappear We're having so much fun Many challenges to be won We're happy as clams, year after year...

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ocean wave retreats water spurts erupt behind clams beneath the sand May 3, 2918 1st Place ranking in "haiga - haiku - Theme sea - ocean" Contest Sponsored by Mick Talbot May 11, 2018...

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reference to the song the person depicted is quite vain, she worsens when she's needed to be best that what is shared is to be known to the world listen the strings sound like crickets....nearer and nearer they come closer ranging in pitch, there sounds arranged to distort the true happenings. Is he that lovest, the only one in the woman's life, or is she deceitful and uncaring only...

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OLD clam For my daughter It's safe. 10 Dec/2017...

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Be a Seashell or a Clam I sit here at this ocean's edge watching boats sail on by Sun begins its fade another October sky Water tranquil, oh so calm, the nightcaps settle in This sky reflects a gilded red awaiting another day to end I feel safe and find comfort in the ocean's shimmering surface It's where I find my...

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There once was a clam In a shell on a beach By a rock under sand At low tide out of reach Till a boy with a hat And a pail and a rake Moved the rock and the sand And the clam he did take Said the mom of the clam “I could not be prouder, Good luck little clam You’ll make a fine chowder!"...

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