Litres Poems - Poems about Litres

...Life littered with litres of distress and stress. Uncertainties certain to terminate happiness in our nest But we chose hope Darkness lingering over our lingerie in secrecy Hurts dished out i......

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...MY 62ND BIRTHDAY It’s my birthday and I’m in my 62nd year I’ve shared the laughter and the tears I love birthdays and there’s been a lot I love all the cake so far that I have got I did some ove......

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... I can still smell Mom's homemade soup on the stove, she always had a pot simmering for us kids to welcome us home; it was made in this huge soup pot which I inherited, old, and ding......

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...GOOD FOOD Food to Egg as Pure milk Water nourish. omlette. to drink, daily Good to ......

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...A facility he had not used But about it already enthused: A not funny challenging toilet, Water needing like Pontus Pilate: Just to climb it effusive pride bruised And when one was through with......

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...The Election result is a kill-joy And has a man made a boy: A result so blunt I’m trying ketamine; That should my recovery determine My BP should’ve been key issue And its treatment a Toilet Ti......

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...The essence was in the V But I liked gambling with the E So I tore open my can of milk And gulped down litres of filth It was a Monday morning you all And they had just brought in another sub vi......

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...Hot water crisis Suddenly no hot water We didn’t have hot water in my childhood We had to boil water on a kettle Pour it into a bowl, add cold water and wash The vital parts. It was when it w......

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...While litres of milk drifted down the deity's idol like a river, the thirsty stomach on the temple steps wetted its lips. ......

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...UNQUOTABLE QUOTES: LI - Tongue-Teasers If you want to give someone a « taste of his own medicine", you must first obtain sufficient quantities of the same medicine in the market, and if it’s ou......

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...So I sat here under this baobab tree, Trying to imagine how it gets to live, Seeing the dry land and suny weather, Am shocked what makes it grow fruits? Then I ask myself these questions, What......

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...I am dreaming the past Past when KBC was the only station Each morning started with the anthem of the nation We had to know your intention Before saying anything through the station Each anchor ......

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...In the church hall, as they sung to pray To usher in Pastor Nyari, for spiritual food The tile that crack, ushered in water The swamp stationed hall, sucked litres of water Only three boys, were ......

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...The materials are shredded into pieces He takes his measurement with his intuitive Tape He Lives himself Lost in creative wilderness He sits in a serene environment ready to receive his imaginatio......

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...Twenty two snails were dancing in a line, for they had consumed some wine, the wine had been left by humans in the yard, the glasses full, no breaks, no shards. Safely pulling themselves up the stems......

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