Larder Poems - Poems about Larder

...The dragon was a cute little fellow He was small and green and kind of mellow. We had fun with him as he grew larger Until he burned down our house and larder. Then, the dragon was not cute any m......

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...Death constantly begs for a bit of you, for just another small bite. From the crib to the grave death begs for morsels. It is a house dog its purpose is to guard the larder. Patched up lim......

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... THE WALK The sun shines on Benarty On a nice warm summers day, The bairns have got their clothes on And they all want out to play. l make them all some breakfast And the kids all eat their ......

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... Twilight curls her lips shyly this foggy morning Gone is the twinkling of her pearly white spring Gone are the greedy songbirds herded away Their perches now bare of whim and whimsy Che......

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...Joan She sits in the gloom of her freezing cold room A room she can’t heat anymore Her larder is bare but she never goes there For she doesn’t eat anymore Her late husband’s medal lies ......

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... Is it about time I turned a corner, And mix with more friends and not be a loner. Grow with confidence push myself harder, Nourish my body with trips to the larder. Walk wi......

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...ODE TO MONEYLENDERS Oh, what designs can one possess Lending succour to those with naught Such desperate need one must confess And how hard one must have fought When courtesy has no more cur......

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...Alone and hungry left leg aches like a broken peg in the mugginess of its left slipper. Not a good day for fixing anything but the sealed and over salted, the quickly warmed and spooned that ......

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...A solitary child really, Shotgun under arm, Wandering the flood plains  On Billy Bulson’s farm, Hammer uncocked, Chamber free of charge  Enjoying the sensation  Of wandering at large. Not ......

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...The snow was fierce that weekend It never let up, kept falling and falling The drifts were getting higher and higher The wind chill was getting lower and lower It was brutal outside, wasn’t it? ......

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...She carries home onions in a string bag. She walks in time-dinged tweed and wilted woolens She is of age and does not count her days. She knuckles cords of twisted tendons. She treads low-heeled ......

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...He blunders around grocery stores. Impulse buying - compelling. Back home he looks at the bagged, wonders why, wonders if he will also charge around tomorrow. The larder, the pantry the ......

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...Fish for lunch For breakfast, I opened a tin of sardines in oil I don’t care for any fish, but it was all I had in the larder My mother used to work at a canning factory putting sardines in a t......

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...F=G m1. M2/d2 Molten saltine solution Manmade magma Pow'ring turbines Larder lake Ontario song Sings brilliantly through the night Then shall Those sweet tastes Make mornings Extra spec......

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...F=G m1. M2/d2 Molten saltine solution Manmade magma Pow'ring turbines Larder lake Ontario song Sings brilliantly through the night Then shall Those sweet tastes Make mornings Extra spec......

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