Listing Poems - Poems about Listing

If you get a list.? Means you go to shop.' That one things Mostly true.' If your boat has a list, well thats not good.? Give her a trim Is what you do' And if you were the president.? And a list just came your Merry way' A rich one so to say.? It could be a (sort of...

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It was Halloween and a week at my new job as a broker in real estate, we have a new listing, an old Victorian, after years being stuck in probate. My boss excitedly told me the address, smiling as I felt dread and panic, I secretly remember visiting that creepy place years ago, feeling frantic. He tells me I...

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We've begun to beg terrorist nations to supply us with dependance. When the world's largest deposits of independence are underfoot- Farmers are paid not to produce food. So, we can no longer feed ourselves... Meanwhile Bill Gates just gobbled up 250,000 acres of farmland. The world has been muzzled and repeatedly injected with a mysterious concoction called big pharma...

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Santa Clause is just another god for whom believing is behaving ***...

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I knew a poet in you, a long, long time ago You used to be naïve, still the truest, I know. I recalled, we bought a stand-fan, an item not in the list $30 was unaffordable, almost a luxury for us, in the gist. I got gallbladder stones, lots of math on surgery was on our note We both...

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Listing A Personal View Of What Poetry Is 1. Poetry is a stone,turned to expose to searching winds once hidden earth. Robert J. Lindley 2. Poetry is art, mind painted, heart colored and fire risen. Robert J. Lindley ...

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P-en H-as I-nk L-isting Y-our N-ee ds Topic: Birthday of Philyn Victorama (April 21) Form: Vertical Monocrostic...

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Cacao kisses caress the cheek cocoa nails, polished feet Chocolate cake, hot and rich Fudge syrup, sloppy kiss Truffle lotion oh so edible chocolate makes everything sweeter...

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Paranoia Words… said behind my back Fear… that he’ll never return my love Anger… there’s no comfort in tears Attacks… seem to come unprovoked People… we don’t even know Tension… always...

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Bountiful, careless, fixed, blind and programmed to kill.... Death, evolution. The splendid structure comprehend imperfectly Feel humility. Thin screen of nature glory of omnipresent God bursts everywhere The whole of nature conjugation of verb “eat” Active and passive Nature Infinite center everywhere No circumference Nature, a teacher, preaches no sermons in stones Spark more than moral. A river leaves trash but has the sense to come back Again...

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Palma Christe Uses Food additive and flavoring agent no wonder we get sick now Mold inhibitor agree with this one mold could not survive in its presence Ingredients in skin care products like lipstick_don't lick those lips so much Part of the seed contains a potent toxin called ricin which is deadly poison An infection lingered after doctor's visit Momma said...

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There are roses in my garden. I love their sweet perfume. I pick their blooms and take them in to brighten up my room. There are spring bulbs in my garden. Oh how I like to see their first green spears and then their flowers as a spring gift to me. There are butterflies in my garden. They've come to have a nip. I help...

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PIZZA- LISTING MAKES - A ROBUST TREAT Thin, thick or double crust...Tell me what you lust. Variant flavors, eye-wheel hush. Tickling your tastebuds to blush..Ham, vegy, pepperoni,...

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(Internal Rhyme) Dreary was upon the time, as wearily I lived from my mind, Sad when I was a lad, was mad contrary to current fad! These are reflections of no relief, as all rejections kick at teeth, Lad became a teenager, sad though taking many wrong wagers. Blessings seemed to be curses, distressing with no bible verses, Lacking tenderness nursing,...

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There was a fellow riding a certain train, And he posted an unpopular refrain, In it he said, the innocents are dead, With politicians and voters to blame. To choose is what many profess, And we wouldn’t have anything less, But our elected use quill, translate that to kill, And babes end in a mell of a hess. And into a health...

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