Forsyth Poems - Poems about Forsyth

...The city is dotted in little wooded sanctuaries. One on the corner of Forsyth and Luckie, a pair of twins on Hill St. If you’re lucky sometimes you can glimpse a group of four or more. I know of one......

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...If you're passing by Soup Creek our peace loving town Do pay us a visit but wear a big smile not a frown Our town is open to everybody all colours and creed But check in your guns because thos......

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...On December the twenty eight in the year eighteen ninety Major Samuel Whitside was on patrol, with the seventh cavalry When they sighted a party of Indians from the Lakota nation And told them......

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...As I walked through the Gallows of death into the Regions of time Live had no answer or meaning As to why my breathe has Become a bare witness Unto being suspended for Looking at love in t......

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...On the death of Bruce Forsyth, British entertainer The Forsyth saga is now gone strictly come dancing the whole night long You played cards right with Anthea, your girl, So we played it at home......

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...It’s over, It’s over I hate it when it’s like this But it’s over, It’s over I hate it that it’s like this But it’s over My success is stress Whether I see forth fit My chance to exhibit a ne......

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