Cran Poems - Poems about Cran

... The history of our ancestors, wild turkeys, explained an old wise Tom, is that it’s filled with far more bad than good memories. First, their numbers were never killed as often or as many ......

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...At the "Head Inn' Bar, I sat with Death. Drinking the fog, With my poor-man's "Crown" Earlyer, In mood, I called him over, telling "It can wait, grab a drink". Quite in my superior, For just ......

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...SHE SHOWED HER HEART RIGHT FROM THE START AND HER DANCING MADE ME CRAZY A VODKA CRAN AND I WAS HER MAN SHE'S MY I GOT YOUR BACK BABY WHEN THERE'S SOMETHING WRONG AND I DON'T BELONG IF EVERY......

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...I have walked without a map or plan I have whispered names of people dead. I have wandered further,longer than. I have stumbled ,when the able ran. I have longed for you but never said I ha......

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...The Nile River seems like standing still; But is actually continuously running, continuously promising. By day, by night; Depositing on its shores sands and rocks and debris. Green farms stretchi......

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...Raven is a Flower The floral women speak to chilly wind. Calling out the ancient remnants penned in golden lace, milked with cran-embroidered keys. The grave stones plunge deep into their sea......

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...At the "Head Inn' Bar, I sat with Death. Drinking the fog, With my poor-man's "Crown" Earlyer, In mood, I called him over, telling "It can wait, grab a drink". Quite in my superior, For just ......

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