Leave It To You Poems - Poems about Leave It To You

...The road was long, the night was cold, A stranger walked into the town. His coat was torn, his hat pulled low, His weary eyes fixed on the ground. The streets lay still, the lamps burned low, ......

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...Intoxicated by the inflection nothing like that catch in your voice; Falling for the hope and healing, leave it to you to level the agony; Every piece of every word carries with it a mark of ......

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...Here is a poem on etiquette, about which I barely know the subject from the predicate It seems to me that etiquette's all stuffy It's for royalty's ilk, haughty and puffy Who the hell car......

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...Hey, I'm your doc, and I gotta say If I were you, I'd start to pray Your pressure's way up, and so's your weight At your age, sir, you're tempting fate O.K., Doc, I leave it to you Whate......

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...McGee was sitting by himself In a quiet corner of the pub Then softly closed the book he’d been reading And gave it, a pat and a rub When Finn walked in and saw McGee He headed right to his ta......

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...The story is told of a Maori King bold Who dared cheat the Prince of Siam. I’ll leave it to you to decide if its true. But if you're not convinced, at least I am! This king was annoyed so he fi......

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...A desperate housewife I knew had such mundane housework to do. Being so tired of it, she decided to quit. Then off to Las Vegas she flew. Having always been such a lithe girl, she thought “I’......

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...What would you do if I walked out on you? Would you stand up and sing out of key? I'm really quite sure if you did this to me I would sit down or stand up and dream how to be. Do we need......

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...I work in fits The contents of my head dumps out Whatever comes out is me Good or bad it's still just me The contents of head dumps out I'll leave it to you to figure it out Good or bad it's s......

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...This will be the last stanza The last stanza The final syllable I commemorate these wounds to my Agnostic dreams Because God kept telling me to believe in her He kept saying, “Son, be her tissue ......

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... Is It Deplorable And Does It make me Criminal? If I used my Genius To become Felinous As I was craving to become your Ethos All that I Did Was to pave my way to your Heart To be seen as you......

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...Time tells secrets to a heart so small, Following our leaders to learn to stand tall. In my story I start with love, From a mother who cared before all else, far above, Caring for each child day ......

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...So as a sequel to my last poem, I gave the unsloved child murders in my childhood a thought, And oven coven, I had dinner and talked to the three hecate, 'What does the wise man want?' We agreed......

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...Darkland of Redemption Forsaken in the least No Friend No Foul No Mortal to be bound Light or Night Which is right? A sinner seeks redemption Before the Baptism of fire Withen Hell's lov......

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