Clearances Poems - Poems about Clearances

...I wait with bated breath for... C. Cure T. Clarence The following crafted approximately midway into the administration of forty fifth president, whose crass, gutsy, lewd, repulsive yawping......

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...An August sun shines on the meadow, The goldenrod voicing their approval, Waving their tall flags of flaxen yellow Always profuse in bloom, never frugal, Or shy in making themselves k......

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...Fields that once were ripe with crops Now play host to blackface and cheviot Where the children ran and played Among the bluebell and the thistle Now screams the wind in bansidhe wail Looking fo......

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...Together we stood inside the outdoor gazebo chanting our oms like precious children that we were Mingling our minds, color smidgens of pure bliss with a splash of wind , we lost concrete; M......

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...SPUR Fed up when I get up already rested up I am sped up tear this tread up to shred up I’m choking you still smoking cigarettes, And vaping you joking Laughing at me as I am being all I can......

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...C. Cure T. Clarence Been making, (sans daily) regular appearance in the news oval hate gambling arrogance vis a vis spewing, shouting, and scathing rabidly foaming explos......

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...When one lacks useful experiences But must keep up with appearances Tromp on those who know But soften the blow: Revoke their Security Clearances!......

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...AN INDEPENDENT SCOTLAND? (Or, Beware The English) by Damian on June 15, 2014. © Damian Cranney, All rights reserved An independent Scotland, That will do just fine, We no longer have to listen ......

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...After the end of World War One  The world said Scotland shipbuilding is done, No longer would anyone pay their bills For lowland coal and cotton mills. Fifty thousand Scots per year Boarded sh......

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...On the Isle of Skye and Raasay In eighteen fifty one, The English Government army Cleared Scotland's daughters and sons, Cumberland burned their villages To ensure cultural disappearance, Was t......

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... Look at me now, sitting below darkening skies Cast out from our Highland home The Clans now is spiteful despise To the Glens we shall head, us the fortunate to roam Away from the Jacobi......

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