Count Poems - Poems about Count

Pollen count is king this week My eyes are red and they leak Coughing and sneezing everywhere King pollen count is never fair...

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Before the chip, before binary code, Before clocks showed in digital time mode, Stood an ancient man with furrowed brow Trying to track time and count numbers in a row. He stared at stars, watched the sun, He devised how to count when time had begun, Using the flanges of his fingers one by one, Counting seconds, minutes, days, and months done....

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Today I will smash the old computer and count the air between us, I will burn the books for warmth, letting the ashes paint my glasses with memories, and I will uproot the withered plant, sowing its seeds in the plastic flower, a monument of memory without growth, an altar of silent stagnation. I will walk the crowded road,...

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count the drops as they fall each one precious each one lost upon the flowers do they fall bringing beauty bringing life rocks do glisten in morning light sparkling brightly clean and bright drops did fall in morning light each one precious each one lost I would walk in light of day seeking something far away down the pathway wondering there seeking newest where I may drops did fall upon my path upon the soil within the dust along the way puddles form dark rich...

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You can always count on me I will not go anywhere without you Friend we were made for each other By my Father AIso every day my Father Keep us alive Here on earth And we have to live Our lives every day I hope you trust me And we can pray together for my Father every day We can't live without praying for my father Friend you...

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May Australia consider such better times.' When the drumbeat of politics is being played, right into your minds.' When the radios are sqawking.' And beuracrats kiss Babys.' Then get up; onto their stages to hiss.' Each at The other though they all promote the same bizz? Can you hear echos of the lash? The clink of old chain Rings? After...

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No comedian should run a country, or a war. ever! Pangiota Romios 3/2/2025 ...

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We Can Count on Each other trust me I will be there nothing can deter me believe that I can always help love wins love wins I know that you always help me you cannot be deterred be there, I will trust you ***This is a mirror cinquain****...

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You have problems Just laugh at it Insult the Devil. All days not rain More are sunny Count your blessing. As child of God He will supply All your days need. Believe in God Don't limit Him Claim everything....

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Proofs!!! I could never grasp proofs they were too much for me How could side-angle-side equal prove that the hypotenuse squared plus, the cosine of angle A equal the square root of Pi? How could (x+a)^n=?_(k=0)^n¦?(n¦k) x^k a^(n-k) ? prove to be the same as f(x)=a_0+?_(n=1)^8¦(a_n cos??npx/L?+b_n sin??npx/L? ) How could a squared plus b squared equal the sine of angle abc if...

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If ye benevolent reader count yourself as a wise married man such as me... (truer words never spoken nor written) take my word and decline and absolutely refuse to take masterly crafted bait videre licet Facebook female seeking to lure, catch and unwittingly cannibalize thee unfortunate soul courtesy dangling eye catching teasing offer vis a vis friend request. Analogous to a virtual faux conscientious fisherwoman, nonchalantly sporting...

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Count our blessings, not what’s lacking, It’s the key to a happy life; God’s graces flow from dawn-breaking, Count our blessing, not what’s lacking And be thankful to Christ our King; Feel His presence amidst the strife, Count our blessings, not what’s lacking, And have faith when trials come rife. ...

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Step by step - you follow me. Step by step - I count to three. Step by step - let's make a bet: I'll give you a prise you won't forget. One - I run down corridor. Two - then, hide behind a door. Three - I have no place to flee. What is now supposed to be? The count is out -...

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What wet dreams come from his coffin? Batty X-streams sent too often! But if Musk we bossed He’d be miffed and crossed Which means his stiff part would soften Chicks who've seen the beast's orange flow Know Trump the con-fused-sex-parts bro Has a thread sewn stitch Which makes his tool glitch So to Igor’s lab he should go ...

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screaming fryish in their lyvish friars oob noobschbu your gandersalps! and nighfry the gallant swurpenchraft whoop hollar victories of count oopenweir and his lustful countehsee gweniviere when the jugg headed blastywhines strode the sacred twimanors aisle O quarterhorse O moonshep the clipshank whitebootz upon us! on naught in vain do we ever for old twumpvines ner' done stomped...

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