Fletch Poems - Poems about Fletch

...Wendt to a bar where everybody knew his name. Now that he's dead, Hollywood will never be the same. George Wendt to Heaven and the angels started to cheer. But his friends, family and fans are sad and shedding tears. George gave a terrific performance in "Fletch" back in 1985. I speak for everybody when I say I wish that he was still alive. George Wendt to Heaven and everybody said goodbye to him. When it came to his fans, his performances pleased ......

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...They unearthed him from the Delta dust/ Do Fletch, a name whispered on the wind, in a rusted tone/ Born and bred in NOLA's humid heart, A city sculpted by sorrow, torn apart, then rebuilt from the ......

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...Stretch, hold, sketch, fetch, etch, told fletch gold. Paint ink quaint, wait, kink, late link. PAINT INK QUAINT, WAIT, KINK, LATE LINK. STRETCH, HOLD, SKETCH, FETCH, ETCH, TOLD, FL......

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...Oh boy of the fifties born and bred, London's burning while Nero plays His strings of chord while Christians bled. Aah, memories of the good old days. Lions consumed the prisoner wretch, Encir......

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...One morning, sometime in the Fall, we went up to our cottage on the lake, and I put on my camoflauge, and sharpened my broadheads for the hunt. My dad and I walked silently through the gray woods......

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