Herding Poems - Poems about Herding

Not so TREU, will monopolise through and though It will be better, if you could forget about your And the long two weeks' that broke who..? Maybe me? Or you? What can people do? Well Gandi did peaceful non compliance i'll bet That reality is not being taught to children today By sociialist teaching and their doctrinal apprentice's Or you can...

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Back to you Billy, for ways I whiled away herding ennui Ah...a flood of memories wash over this anointed Goatama Boo Da, whose respected G.O.A.T status among generic green acres, which swathed across Highland Manor analogous to petty coat junction showcasing, jumpstarting and donning a bright towering bewitched kid barren regal deportment proudly trumpeting himself as Maga hatted apprentice being mentored courtesy...

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deep down in deer hollow near miser governor’s bullfrog swamp lived bachelor peddler charles mccartney who walked with a stomp bleating gnarly nannies and bad news billies traveled with him he named them starbelly, cheeseburger, loud nat and old Jim the town heard him coming way ahead of the time he’d arrive screaming goats and bells and loud noises on...

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Where is the new foreman I asked. He’s down in the barn, herding the hens I ran right down. Hens are quite a task. He had brand new bib overalls; he fit right in He’s a little young isn’t he? I asked my mom You were younger, she quickly reminded me The hens took to him like a hypnotic ‘om’. I was...

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Have you ever had a dream where you were herding puppies, But they were piling on each other, licking, and lollygagging, Laughing, and giggling, and incessantly playing? Have you wished perpetually to dance, and color, and sing, and play All day long? Do you understand that children want love More than food or water or air? Do you get excited about...

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There is a disease in our species A bacterium that feeds on faces of the weak, A spreading paradigm of sickness and disease. Puncturing greatness and confidence leaks. There is a insecurity among our species, A herder tending to his sheep, A continuous need to follow, Abandoning the need to be. There is a meek shade of gray, Staining the people while they sleep, Loneliness...

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We used to have some pride Before Uncle Sam put it to sleep The government governed people Now they are herding sheep We used to take a stand Against what we thought was wrong We used to show the world That the U.S. could be strong Now we act like robots We look the other way People still believe In the lies they have to...

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