Fertilizer Poems - Poems about Fertilizer

dog poo in backyard winters worth of collections seasoned the grass well...

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Sooner or later hope needs to grow a pair of wings fly into action- turn into something substantial or like the Dodo bird it will become extinct. At the same time hope needs to grow a pair of balls in the face of a hurricane of slurs and lies...stand tall. Sometimes when the balls are heavier than the wings hope becomes...

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Fertilizer Friend Who Was Fertile Wherever Trump went or had been there His orange hair was way beyond compare What to me became the biggest surpriser Had Russian friend who dealt in fertilizer This story with us Trump wanted to share. Amazing how both their planes were often seen at the same scene and airport. Did you know that Trump's corneas each had...

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False pride is ego-independent pride. You no more made yoursellf than you can unmake yourself independently of others. False wealth is ego-independent pathology. It will no more contribute to your well-being than your well-being could ever harm you, interdependently healthy with others. To paraphrase Dolly, in "Hello Dolly": Money and health are like fertilizer. They work most resiliently when spread around....

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so two deviant demented souls decided to fill a van with fertilizer and magically and tragically turn that mini-van into a mighty bomb, park it near a a building housing human beings and suddenly a helpless daycare center laden with little tykes within and everyone else were atomized and i'm certain timmy wasn't the bit surprised so...

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The wrath of God doesn’t have to be the size of a hurricane nor a major flood or forest fire to leave us all in pain. It can be an itch or an annoying twitch a big black hair on your nose painfully shy or one crossed eye it’s terrible to have one of those. Ugly or clumsy or not very smart we all...

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Tripping down the wind pipe of the ananomy of a snake that travels in ribbons and over the rocks and branches and in dark and scarry places that always end in fertilizer for flowers and grass....

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