Jumbos Poems - Poems about Jumbos

...No more prayers. No more loser layers of faith. Sweep away thoughts of here, after. Now know it's just me. Maybe you, too. Seek a way. Weigh what, a future? Gospel folly pick your crutch. ......

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...We bind the wounded Encourage the hurted Rebuke the wayward Enjoin the truthful... Rejoice in the Just... Prosper in elect ones Goes the adage.. in time.. ..Winds are tied up... ..In hope f......

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...They punch a fist in the air Anger written on their faces Those deaths of their own.. Having ignited hidden fires Rushing over each other arsonist... Reason and civility is thrown away Adopti......

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...Taking Coleridge at his word, I hied me to a rural scene To leave behind the madding herd For where Titania reigns the queen. Ah! ‘Tis hard to wax romantic, Though bees hum and boughs do sway,......

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...This Year’s Champion It’s the last of the snow Spring finally arrived Time to get ready for battle Time to get my little hands On my bag of marbles Way up there since winter Abandoned on my......

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...It’s the last of the snow Spring finally arrived Time to get ready for battle Time to get my little hands On my bag of marbles Way up there since winter Abandoned on my bookshelf A droopy, li......

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...Pachyderm Extinction Party Two American parties of politics each have a mascot, Either choice as sensible as picking a sasquatch. One a pachyderm the other a ass, The former officially adopte......

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...Deep in the forest they walk in pairs, Wearing uniforms guns in their hands, They follow a family of jumbos engulfed, In whispers as they follow the trails, While their commander gives instructio......

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...These words they speak at the parliament And big words emanating with spirit But the less crystal night And the more benign stare of the fireflies Holds no fear for their night acts Ghana - ......

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...The warmth of Nairobi in January is gone now. Here it's cold and drizzly, a savannah of tarmac and metal jumbos before me. My natural rhythms have given way to this soaring erratic chase of th......

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...What do you do, in this life of ours? What do you do, when all hope is gone? Do you vent your spleen on all mumbo jumbos? Do you sit and cry in the cause of time? What in thesis do u do,when li......

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