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Irwin Poems - Poems about Irwin


letters and science
letter and science dissect-able fraud in statements as advertised to the press abuse's of power by poor people to create recession this is underpinning the news to prefect the crime knowingly able to..... post rebuttal after the word of crime is witnessed public relations public policy political relations Damage control for a politician is the response to bad press. It often takes the form...

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Categories: irwin, abuse,
Form: Free verse
providers
providers mothers provided homelessness to get a job and now walk the streets, terrorizing men what do we do well you kill people so you can go shopping it is called shopping addiction and little boys and girls who you hate die in the receipts of your smile you don't see, but we get abused by the freedom we have as you grow and multiply the fat gross arms...

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Categories: irwin, abuse, beautiful, betrayal, corruption,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member Emagi Irwin Roadside Inn
T C Irwin A ROADSIDE INN ===========|| ___|___ __ |_ _ | ...

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Categories: irwin, places, poems,
Form: Shape
True Blue-Steve Irwin
Steve Irwin had a love of wildlife and a love of his family for their future in life Steve always liked to rapture the paradise of Mother Nature and the bright boldness of life Not long after Steve was born he developed his amazing passion to admire and look after his mates Steve liked khaki shorts to be worn not being drawn into fashion as wildlife doesn’t...

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Categories: irwin, animal, earth, environment, family,
Form: Rhyme
Memoir To Steve Irwin
A man named Steve, was loved by all. He's greatly missed.as I recall. He loved his work, and was great indeed. He did his job,with caution and speed. We named our dog, Bindi Sui. After the daughter, who looks like you. He loved his family, it was plain to see. he couldn't say goodbye, he was just set free. He was a good man, and a real cutie. he was in his glory, with...

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Categories: irwin, death
Form: Rhyme



Steve Irwin
What is a soul without arms to hold? What is wings without angels to fold the true meaning of life that is born and told? All wombs are silent and there is no voice for sleeping when the eyes hold vision to the world you have to wonder how far is Heaven and what is life's road? Heavy minds think alike. We have to bond to the grieving for we...

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Categories: irwin, death, heart, heart, love,
Form: Elegy

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