Irk Poems - Poems about Irk

Do something do something They have a gun They want to kill What should I do? Sit or stand still.......

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Sain par pabandi hai Kyun k choot gndi ha. Note.choot choot.....

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Those who make ethnic boxes on forms we must check. Who of those, which are Iranian/Mexican, oh heck. Irk! It's insanity, those who think Jesus loves them most. Long live humanity—Armenia was the first Christian host! There are those who use Christianity to end their rant. They use it only to put forth their political slant. Those who blame...

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Widen your perspective and glide beyond and above the pride Welling up in your chest, embarking on the sparkling quest To eliminate and waste opportunities to progress as you ride A high horse, assuming you taste victory in every vital test You undergo to vindicate humility As a far greater asset in reaching the apex Meant for you as versatility,...

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C-herish this one moment, R-emembering your birthday; I-n memory it isn't lost, S-ensing it's time to pray. T-hank God for another year, E-ndless blessings He brings; N-ever does He abandon you, E-levating you to new beginnings. J-oyful celebration happens E-very sixteenthth January morn; A-nother delight you deserve, N-o itch, irk, tears and thorn....

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Here's some things that really irk me They must irk some of you guys too Loaded baskets in those Express Lanes My face turns a scarlet hue Imagine the gall of some irksome drivers Doing fifty in a fifty mile zone What is it with these bunch of yahoos? Probably gabbing on their phones! When you order a cup of hot java At your...

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When i share my hopes and ambitions,she gives me a derisory laugh. Her dereliction,as my better half,of supporting my strides,worry's me. Not fulfilling her desiderata of comfort,sinks my ego below the sand,drags my dreams against the sylvan of this island of dissatisfaction. Money vindicates time from the poor. That's a minatory statement from a deranged lover. I'm not a derring-do...

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