Follow The Leader Poems - Poems about Follow The Leader

Follow The Leader I Love Playing Follow The Leader But I'm Not A Kid Anymore. So I Don't. But, When I Play I Copy Everything Perfectly... I Try To... Copy All The Little Nuances I Like... Somebody Tripping, Falling Off A Board Waving Their Arms Everywhere - WooWooWoo!!! Expletive Deleted Snot Running Out Of Their Nose Blood Everywhere (Just Kidding.) (Maybe.) A NATIONAL Treasure! Oh That's Fun! Fun Fun Fun! But: Then It's My Turn... C'mon, You Guys! Try THIS!!!! And The Game...

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Beautiful birds, taking their fill, At the feeder, gentle and still… Risking the time, immobile, Blessed by the treasure, the meal… Delicious fortune in the feeder, Breathtaking, playing follow the leader! ...

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He teaches us what it means to be Righteous, good and kind Filled with a love that comes from Him The maker of dreams, the fulfiller The wonder of the heart The tender touch, the redeemer He guides our hearts toward peace Fills our thoughts with hope Charms us with His tender warmth Embraces us in our time of need Challenges us to keep trying,...

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Leader Confident, assertive Leading, aiding, helping, Friends, admirers, haters, destroyers Gossiping, bossing, glaring Passive, aggressive Follower...

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I now stand before you, I am beggign you, I plead. To mark the prefect man, For the end of that man is peace. There is nothing sweeter, No greater thing around. Than to follow someone, With a mind that is sound. For a double minded man; Is unstable in all of his ways. And he is hard to follow; And you will find that it...

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wisdom to follow is often more powerful than wisdom to lead...

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Looking back I see A shadow walking close by I lead, he follows...

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Wisdom to follow Is often more powerful Than wisdom to lead...

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I am the thing humans want most Changing hands, this way and that Dirty, stale, but this wasn't always so I was born clean, perfect and neatly stacked Issued from a cloning machine, brothers-in-arms Cut from the mechanical womb, separated Dispensed to all of you reading this you have all known me, grasped me with your oily...

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