Courts Poems - Poems about Courts

If I was a tennis ball, I would be flying high in the sky If I made a great fall, I’d be your one and only guy… Wish I could be standing tall beside you Anguish upon me made me feel so blue I’m sitting beside the tennis courts, Thought of you, trying to put the tennis balls in my shorts On the...

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Why can’t he get away from that mirror? Miss Piggy wondered. He seemed to be fixated on it like a show horse encumbered. The magic mirror was for her to primp and preen, was it not? Are you finished there? She asked, her kindest voice a big thought. Peter turned away and gave her a flash of his prettiest...

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"Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days Of my life and I shall dwell in the house of the Lord for ever." "i shall enter his courts with thanksgiving in my heart. I shall Enter his gates with praise. I shall say this is the day which The Lord has made. I will rejoice for...

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Wearing green at full moons height Singing the song of fairy spite As faeries dance in a ring And as they sing their dreadful spell My head starts to nod,eyes heavy with sleep of the dead My thoughts filled with the music of hell I hear the shadows whisper beguiling words Meant to drop me and take me under The...

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"Donald Trump does not pay his bills" That's a fact that gives us the chills Our Bankruptcy courts Could nail up his shorts But supporters love all the frills!...

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A “mention” in the Master’s ante-room. Another February had arrived, with dirty snow and heavy, slate-grey skies. (One couldn’t help observing, on the sly, the Master’s knees were blanket-draped beneath his desk.) No wigs or gowns on show. A minor hearing in a puny case. They call it “inter partes” when both sides turn up. Some point-at-issue had loomed large, and we...

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A tableau of brass sits with serious intent; A Court it is of the martial bent. And before it I stand stiff with pride, I did my duty with nothing to hide. My men they were , my very kind, Hardened soldiers, the best you can find, More than brothers of same mothers born, Out of war's dirty entrails were we torn. The...

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What evidence do we have that businesses receive financial as well as other nutritionally healthy benefits, by co-investing cooperatively within health-developing community cultures? What are financial benefits for faith-in-health communities both internal to corporate anthrosupremacist monocultural identity and healthcare ecosystemic unincorporated polycultures in which residents/workers/recreators/players/worshippers do not receive revenue in exchange for their monetized time for producing capital with or...

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A single red, heart-shaped balloon isn’t enough So I splurge and buy fourteen adorned by cupid I tie them to the chair of my beloved “Hot Stuff” To think mere balloons might please him would be stupid So I search and search for the grandest tea roses His favorite warm colors are all blended in each His desk they decorate...

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