Grille Poems - Poems about Grille

...September 4th, 1957 was Ford’s “E-Day”. Ford had hyped up propaganda for their Edsel for a year. The consumers were in a frenzy to buy one. Edsel was overpriced, poorly made, and it was a recessio......

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... once a young pumpkin named bill yearned for a bigger life thrill though lacking in feet he'd roll down a street into the nearest car grille.......

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...( depiction of our hoochie heroine being nailed by a stranger on his car) Branches warp inward where image reflects Winscreen mangles trees in curved convex Numbed halt of midday awai......

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...Cowboy rides horse cowboy boots in stirrups Cowboy hat waving in hand, yeehaw it’s grand, Cowgirl is on the range! Lasso by corral Appaloosa horse hurrah! Glad he’s a cowhand. Dreaming of equ......

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...Spend, spend, spend, spend Buy whatever you crave It's old-fashioned to save You might wait 'til your grave- stone is finished before you've enough for that fancy house on the hill or t......

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...Spent all day cleaning up my car for a trip to Broken Hill. Serviced, oiled and greased. The petrol tank is filled. Left Adelaide for the open road; sun setting in the west. An orange sky slowly d......

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...One hot summer day, Unable to bear the scorching heat, I was lying on the floor In front of the portable fan, and I saw My neighbour's two year old boy Toddling in with uncertain steps. He ha......

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...Covered Dishes 1 The password is… password, shhh... Try to remember if possible, this sure-fire way of getting through the door; Entering indeed, as with all lithesome ladies, and their dit......

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...The Haunted House Abandon all hope on haunted hill enter the house with a bitter chill Walking bold with a thrashing thrill breaking through the rusted grille The door slams shut a......

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...Os portões da mudança só podem ser abertos de dentro para fora. The gates of change can only be opened from the inside out. I went inside of what they call a heart. The dull twilight was coverin......

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...The best I did. The wounds I hid. Violent spell And silent smell. Torn tail And thorny trail. Black beret And blue bubbles. Strawberry Treachery and troubles. …......... The last The f......

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...Driving home Driving back to Algarve we took the long road more cafés and restaurants by the roadside and not so many crazy drivers. The restaurants were full of Portuguese people on vacation ......

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...Someone help me Listen to my plea I beg you Four walls surround me I’m imprisoned in a padded cell Locked up for 24 hours a day Like a caged tiger in a zoo I crave daylight I ......

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...The ornate church door creaked as I entered My eyes soon became accustomed to the dusky light Candles flickered, their shadows dancing on the walls I knelt down at one of the heavily polished pe......

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...After a wonderful late afternoon walk in the park, my wife and I moseyed over to the Japanese Hibachi Grille for some dinner. What we got into was some good old fashioned drama down at BeniHana........

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