Gatling Poems - Poems about Gatling

..."Blame it on the rain", for business on your sunny day, though it is a provider for you, you provide a poo poo. World, obstain or remains In your dusty bowl, she be more precious than gold ......

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...Jinxed jesting jejune junior jobber... just jabbering gibberish (A - J) Again, another awkward ambitious arduous attempt at alphabetically arranging atrociously ambiguously absolutely asinine ......

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...Another day yet another mass slaying Mental health cannot be fully blamed Even politicians must accept some blame Rights to defend it maybe constitutionally In wild west how many carried gatling......

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...In the heart of my heart I cry for you in the harbor of my despair I feel your emptiness a land once yours was lost stolen by men whose hearts were cold and whose greed and hate knew no bounds ......

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...3rd Poem This is for you Dear human being Cos we don't like One another not one bit Read and enjoy You forgetful cad. GIRLS, GUITARS, GATLING GUNS Jimmy Boom Semtex......

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...Photos The larger than life SAS patrol saw the explosions. They danced and flickered and sang like a drum. Then silence. They know we're here. Later, the SF men came across their enemy. A ......

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...When I came home I understood that nothing could be the same I’d never perceive the world like you after the horrors--- that I'd seen I can hear the roaring thunder bombs--- exp......

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...Gamesomeness goads gawky, gingerly, goofily graceful, grandiloquent gent, gallant, genteel, geico, guppy gecko, gabbling gaffes, gagging, gamboling, gestating, gesticulating, garlic, gnashing, go......

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...Congressman and senators forewent all manner of civility, fidelity and integrity wii hull ding broadswords, derringers and exhibiting the right to bare firearms as all hell broke loose as test......

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...I am me, I am everyone, I am no one, a chameleon without a color. I have no history, I am everyone's history. I see Rasta man and I AM Rasta man vibrating to a reggae beat, moving p......

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...Our sons play trumpet, saxophone, the piccolo and bass trombone. Horns blast and blare like Gatling guns; a sound-proof basement makes it fun. Horns blast and blare Horns blast and blare from m......

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...It's good to be modern, don't you think? Bowling alley, skating rink. If we moderns want a swim, we drive our cars down to the gym. We've mastered plastics, studied steel, no fears about ......

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...Congressman and senators forewent all manner of civility, fidelity and integrity wii hull ding broadswords, derringers and firearms as all hell broke loose as testimony to the dire progno......

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...A gallowed dawn Where hope was hung A siren wails A gatling gun A spinaker sails to fetch her son Broken film from a movie screen Saves my ass but burns my queen Love found me unworthy Pover......

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...Something goes wrong with the purifier Someone must go on and activate the code But whosoever risks deadly levels of radiation exposure Fawkes volunteers, after all he is a super mutant, what shou......

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