Corpulence Poems - Poems about Corpulence

...When I am old I shall be an acrobat Granny Fee said. People will cheer and stomp their feet at me The clapping will be thunderous I may join Barnum and Bailey’s right now I think they went out ......

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... Written: February 07, 2024 ___________________________________ It appears as if the world has been  coated by a wave of  deceitful dictums,   where faked reality   a......

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...Body Art David J Walker It was beautiful beyond any measure As the birthplace of unheard-of ideas Mothers wept Fathers slept While the skin-toned canvas Spread thin and then thinner agai......

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...I grow increasingly concerned about living in an unhealthy monoculture of educational evangelical judicial legislative hubris Rhetorically LeftBrain dominant verbally debating which empower......

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...This amazing red headed woodpecker has a solid rat-a-tat-tat Creating a bit of interest from my well-fed old cat Shark stops stalking my cardinals which are way too smart And begins staring at the......

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...Polarizing the Populous Heaven’s tide is far and wide as they manage in their malevolent mockery Their hands are tied and losing pride, dining without candelabra crockery In a......

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...Vulnerability is rich soil for gratitude while Yang strength is rockier, less robust for absorbing flows of nurturing waters. Just as gratitude is richer soil for abundance than Yang attitude......

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...The grain on my hills, Made into your bread while Children grew thin in their homes. The swine in my pens, Roasted in your banquets until Your corpulence matched your greed. The grapes gr......

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...Trump To God We never did discover what will be the cost When around for long time have been bossed And insulted, humiliated as well as criticized Of a bunch of ignorance this has epitomized. ......

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...In a pursuit of excellence All the effort, no violence Not an endless, bourgeois voyage Have all the possible courage Need not be a total silence In a pursuit of excellence When serenity kno......

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...The weeping canvas drips it's wordings o'er the upturned chins of the thinning mind. A diet; not of health but of nutritional void; sapped of logic and heart, to warp priorities and starve......

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...The architects of cardboard town, will never shoulder blame. From brick and stone built luxury, they sit immune to shame. Whilst on forgotten streets the homeless, dwell in paper waste Constructin......

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...I stood on the bridge looking at the river below. A strange-looking man came up to me and said “hello, “Do you know where I’ll be able to find a job here?’ That is what the strange man asked me in......

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