Full Of Beans Poems - Poems about Full Of Beans

... Hot coffee black coffee really has the means when I sup but half a cup to make me feel quite full of beans only one requirement tho' no decaf if you please and altho' born in Kenya ......

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...The glossy brochure made a promise, To those maybe living with strife, That by moving to their Senior Eden, You’d find “wellness” the way of your life. Though perhaps their apartments are lovel......

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...What happens when the only light you see Is the mainstream media’s gaslight? It’s Plato’s Cave all over again Except the fire throwing shadows now Is an official gaslight torch. Ironic tho’ give......

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...We played a game amongst twisted trees Then studied the decaying river bank And as we crouched down onto our knees Our paper boats sailed away and sank We rolled around the blades of grass So......

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...Some fried chicken and fried potatoes, pot full of beans, and sliced tomatoes. I hear catfish sizzling in hot oil, and some fresh picked corn waiting to boil. Old folks sit at the big oak table......

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...The new language It was late August, on a glaringly hot day, when I felt dizzy went to sit on a gigantic carob tree full of beans on thick leaves to sit in its cooling shade; it was pitch dark ......

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...Feel like singing a happy song And if you'll allow me to bend your ear I don't mean literally of course That could be physically quite painful At my age, my mind is still clicking along......

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...How do we adjust to changes in the body As age takes it's toll through the years There's an amazing transformation at each stage Quite regular like that of my peers Although not the cas......

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...A youthful face, but no brains: Time the deceiver – I think back, to all I thought I knew that it has taken me a lifetime to unlearn: Oh the labyrinths the spirit travels!~till at last realizi......

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...My memory bank is outta funds Someone musta robbed me in the night Think my name's either Jack or Charlie Can't remember which one is right Had to look on my driver's license To determine if I......

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...I've much to be grateful for mostly it would be the printing press millions of books came from it reading a book needs no change of dress You just pick up one of your choice sit down with a cu......

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...Ain't it wild the things that have passed? The things we thought would change, the things we thought weren't gonna last? (remember picnics on the park grass? that was awesome) Movies with fr......

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...Mr. Myth is not treated right No one believes Him Stories of a puppets nose growing long Was a lie but Walt had to tell it Whimsical tales of fairy dust and Teeth replaced with money Is just ......

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...POEM "JELLY BELLY" by martin gedge A jar full of jelly and a bag full of beans in multiples of colors in a rainbow of dreams a taste that you savor in the juicy of a jam bursting with the......

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...Old Mick has the lips of a bragger And wiggles his hips with a swagger. He jumps, full of beans In black skinny jeans With hip-shaking destined to stagger! Old ladies enjoy the distraction Of......

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