Constantinople Poems - Poems about Constantinople

in the gray forest, at the bottom of Germany’s forest black There is a tree disguised as a sexy witch, with a voluptuous rack Is this a Constantinople oak? A struggling botanist asked me. Was he kidding? To me, it was only a gorgeous young tree....

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Constantinople constantly can play monopoly; They tried to prove and then apply psychology; Latest scoop; Known group; Appalling to Trump always wanting an apology. Jim Horn...

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Istanbul was once known as Constantinople Turks had a problem with too many syllables So from five to three Saved two, do you see Worry not, my illness is non-transmittable...

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Constantinople haunts my nights In dreams both sad and stirring Of wooden ships Under star filled skies Searching for fortunes Hidden by those long gone As we sail away Down the dark Euphrates Shadowy eyes Filled with lost dreams Can be seen in the sadness Of the forgotten Waiting on the shrouded banks Forever Looking back Toward the city lights Reaching up To the night sky Constantinople waits And...

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Constantinople haunts my nights In dreams both sad and stirring Of wooden ships Under star filled skies Searching for fortunes Hidden by those long gone As we sail away Down the dark Euphrates Shadowy eyes Filled with lost dreams Can be seen in the sadness Of the forgotten Waiting on the shrouded banks Forever Looking back Toward the city lights Reaching up To the night sky Constantinople waits And...

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Constantinople haunts my nights In dreams both sad and stirring Of wooden ships Under star filled skies Searching for fortunes Hidden by souls long gone As we sail away Down the dark Euphrates Shadowy eyes Filled with lost dreams Can be seen in the sadness Of the forgotten Waiting on the shrouded banks Forever Looking back Toward the city lights Reaching up To the night sky Constantinople waits And...

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