Karl Poems - Poems about Karl

Ace colonoscopy doctor Kellen Karl Kovalovich revisited January 23rd, 2024 on the evening before yours truly (the one and only Matthew Scott Harris), a stand up comic wannabe, who historically heartily hales from Schwenksville, Pennsylvania undergoes oh joy rapture colonoscopy. Three days before that first appointment with estimable gastroenterologist Doctor Kellen Karl Kovalovich regarding upcoming procedure scheduled for August 17th, 2022), unfortunately yielded inconclusive results meaning the...

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Ace colonoscopy doctors Kellen Karl Kovalovich and Larry Borowsky Though necessary to down: four Dulcolax laxative tablets, quaff half 238 gram bottle of Miralax over span of eight hours, and if necessary even one Fleets Enema, I grudgingly accept short lived lower abdominal discomfort analogous to reasonable and tolerable assault upon me derriere considerably less severe than...

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Standing on busy Pilkington avenue Rain as sky tears full of rage Moth- men in cages Zoom past all of them sages Sending post cards of themselves To their egos....

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Karl Marx created the communist manifesto because looking at the capitalist world the wealthy abused the poor The wealthy enjoyed abundant lifestyles well everybody else became slaves money the wealthy getting wealthier well wages were eroded Marx was a trained economist women died in the cotton factories of Manchester by the time they reached twenty eight years old killed by the cotton fibres, they...

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Born May 5, 1818, in Trier Germany to Heinrich and Henrietta Marx, sans the third of nine children (and second oldest heir) Karl Marx thinking begot incendiary sparks, asper his two most controversial publications titled The Communist...

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Karl (Ray) Johnson, A Remarkable Man The first time I met this remarkable man I was just seventeen years old, and as I stood to be introduced to him and stood until he said, “Just don’t stand there, sit down” so I sat down with a bang as I was told. Oh yes, he was rough and gruff in...

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Jesus Christ and Karl Marx seek lost children in the City of Gold In shackled shack with weight of broken bricks on tin roofed promises she rest her head against the precious paraffin cooker empty and cold Five children to feed no milk in once beautiful breasts life sour and rancid abused and battered and her husband long gone...

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Karl Marx house in Trier. Know you where it is, Abode of wisdom today we live, Renown for industrial change? Labour unite...still remember the say? Man! It is a place to be, Athenaeum of global change, Rare to find in somewhere else, X-rays of wars on man and growth. Herein philosophy lived, On the table under the tree he wrote, Uniform of the legend intact...

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He had do fight all odds A man of unbreakable idealism Alone with his ideas A mysterious death at high sea The truth will never be known -------------------------------------------------- Gegen alle Widerstände Ein Mann mit ungebrochenem Idealismus Alleine mit seinen Ideen Mysteriöser Tod auf hoher Sea Die Wahrheit wird niemand erfahren ------------------------------------------------- En lucha contra todas probabilidades Un hombre de idealismo irrompible Solo con sus ideas Una muerte misteriosa en alta...

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Let me show you the perimeter first Diamond with cool edges like water Upon the shroudless sunshine of thirst That is the constellation he was after Four well clad figures on the perimeter And a single soul back in the middle Women all tha their provisions straddle Big broad bankras holding ends and center Of the national pride of...

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I got a reply on "Leather Jacket" Karl Howard is the name Telling me I have a chance in the poetry contest With links just the same. That person doesn't exists On Soup that I can see But some of my poems are gone Does anyone else have this problem...or just me?...

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Don't scream about equality; life's unfair, that's reality; just do the very best you can to truly be a worthy man. Productive work and mind, said Marx, beget the humanizing sparks; ...

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alone in the world with no-ones soft touch when no-one cares but i need it so much without you here i,m split in two without you and me i,m only half here i move in motion as each day passes by knowing in my mind that i must get by...

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That night, when the air was an azure army, a tempter, a civil delight, We stood blowing kisses (the wind stood there with us) on your porch lit by fire bug light The night settled sweet right above us, your street in a bath of a contrary glow and we spoke (how we spoke) 'till the sun almost woke up and melted us...

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