Long Fireman Poems

Touching my hand was a wet doggy.
Whatever my fate was going to be,
My dog, my hero would be with me,
If he was in terror it did not show,
I was the weak one that I know.
With...

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I’m sure you don’t remember me
Yet forever branded upon my memory is your evil spree
I was far from your only victim
You and your pack bullying ever so gruesome 

You first noticed me in the 7th...

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The din awakens me
Hall smoke alarm screaming like a banshee
Smoke everywhere, though I see no flames
I reach up through the thick black fumes and yank the battery
Silencing the banshee, but I hear sirens approaching

Thank god...

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I crossed my legs but there was a flood
Blushing red I hope folks understood
But my waters had burst
And the baby's my first
Guess I'm ready to start motherhood!

NOT FOR CONTEST

WRITTEN on 27TH August 2016 BY JAN...

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Wouldn't it be wonderful to wake up one morning
To find you were still a child
So much energy jumping up and down upon your bed
So many wonders and thoughts swirling through your bed
No responsibilities
Just fun and...

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Childhood Memories!

Playing soccer as a forward and a goalie in early childhood through first grade
meeting a pilot and a stewardess in kindergarten and even wanted to be a pilot for a while because I thought...

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To The Youth Of The 21st century 2011
12/03/20110 Comments
 
The under 30 crowd needs to check the over forty crowd, what kind of mess are they leaving these struggling young folks in... Still teaching them...

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I present unto you 
Unsub one and unsub two
Each looks as I do 
They think like me too
Unsub one will have some fun
Killing everyone that survived
Unsub two will handle the cops and news
As soon as...

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Believe me,
                                 ...

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I will turn back the pages of my life to when I was just
a little girl on a bright sunny summer day .  . . 

It was all Teddy Bears idea to take Marmalade...

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I will turn back the pages of my life to when I was just
a little girl on a bright sunny summer day .  . . 

It was all Teddy Bears idea to take Marmalade...

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It's 1 AM
And we're making sweet love.
There is a house burning in the distant, cold morning.
You're called.
You rush to the firehouse,
Leaving me cold and empty.
How I wish you'd stay with me.

You throw on gear like...

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Old mother Hubbard got locked in her cupboard
But not just the cupboard was bare
She let out a yelp but nobody could help
Because there was nobody there 

She’d make this assertion, there was no perversion
She never...

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Hey Rudy, hey Rudy you walked and you talked,
and stepped on your tongue, 9/11, New York.
So, tell me Rudy how did you know
that the twin towers were going to blow? 
You told the reporters they’d...

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When my yearly nurse from United Healthcare exam-ed my legs she informed me." I have been cured of Lymphedema, but it could come back again at any time."

Each time she mentioned how did I get...

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Out of the mist… In a cloud of smoke… Dragon is at it again!
Yep, He’s out to protect Innocence, Truth, and the American Way!
He grabbed his Superman cape, AGAIN! I thought I’d got rid of...

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a couple of months ago I ran across this story about 911. the story is true and was told on the 700 club. it was about this New York fireman that had just retired right...

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Yes, spring has sprung and the bat phone is ringing.
Dragon is at it again! He grabbed his cape! No kidding!
Wouldn’t you know! Here we go, with his eyes to the sky.
Look out bad guys! He’s...

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Through the hills within the woods of a mountain's slithering slopes,
A road winds its way, on which rides a car driven by a misanthrope. 

Plucking from his pocket a pack of poison sticks with one...

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The Ghost Train

North Wind, it was a howling, the sky was black as guilt
Malevolent the sheen, where upon her  moonbeams spilt
Through the murky distance, her belly glowing bright
Roaring down the line, she was roaring...

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We hear the engine whistle 
The hissing of the steam 
The hairs on our necks begin to bristle 
As we meet the arrival of a dream 
We didn't think we had a chance of winning...

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America the Free  ~             America the Brave ~
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A TOUCH OF NOSTALGIA (Fitton Hill Story Group)
When we were little we would all gather                    ...

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We hear the engine whistle 
The hissing of the steam 
The hairs on our necks begin to bristle 
As we meet the arrival of a dream 
We didn't think we had a chance of winning...

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The Trolls that live in the Basement are having a jolly old time!
Our Hubby let them have a touch of that delish Elderberry wine.
Most then got gussied up like Santa, tho a few are now...

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