Consonant Poems - Poems about Consonant

“Please use it in a sentence.” “We live on the Chicago consonant,” the eighth grader said, proudly. “Do you know what a consonant is?” The teacher asked the student. “Sure,” he said, “Like Rhode Island, right?” His classmates nodded. The teacher sighed. Un-learning is so much tougher than learning. On a happier note, she was grateful that she...

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Consonant Like A Vow (el) Now ma nada twirly (to early) twittering condolences to the esprit de corps, qua (just recently) late John McCain, and his surviving family suddenly damning original way word odd did see, whence (mere moments ago) shore lee levee ming pondering... (ma river rent stream ...

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All the wind from east settles here Those tender leaves of spring fear tears Each birds' nest trembles by all moves Moms sit on eggs strong cold wind braves Imperative feelings she knows To nuture from cold impose Opens her mouth to lover He feeds her food he discovers Under God's hand, he is a provider A gift from God_his nuturing Touched by the...

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Arising to exuberant sunshine, I put on my ugly warm-ups amended for exercise. Today I plan on moving until dusk, adapting my essence to ideal form; offering healthy unit. Anticipation confines eagerness to impress myself over total upset, achieving the expectations I sanction opens doors unimpeded to a vast ego that I...

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Aboard the event train I watched over the undulating scenery ahead. Whose eyes see into shadows ogling the unknown What a basically exhilarating time indeed. What other panorama undresses before admiring glances. Evening skies in many orangey shades urges many admirers Watching every hue interact with others made us very aware therefore, every minute interaction could overflow senses Unusually...

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Awaking to exceptional day, I noticed obviously gross, uncut grass, all glaringly exhibiting growth in degrees ordinarily considered unusual. My ambition to erase the ill look of my ugly duckling animated me. Every bold invader was ostracized most unmercifully. Persistently advancing, still energized, while ignoring time or thirst, unknowingly. Pleased as grasses etherized helplessly, I rejoiced over their utter ruin. Admiring...

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