Long Mcgraw Poems

Anti Establishmentarian - hashtags himself as antithetical

The following poem crafted 
not quite thirty months ago,
when severe bad hair day
found yours truly self sequestered
toying with notion 
to coif, primp, and tease, his limp locks,
(whose hirsute trademark...

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There’s this bison ranch in west Nebraska,
not all that far away from the Pine Ridge,
most of the time they make money off meat,
though when the weather gets colder than a fridge

they like to offer folks...

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Anti Establishmentarian - hashtags himself as antithetical

I stand, (albeit figuratively) athwart
current mainstream popular opinions concluded
(i.e. swirling) within
metaphorical eddies storied Senate high court
case in point constituting acquittal regarding

good and plenti jinxed 
high crimes and misdemeanors
purportedly linkedin...

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Only when yours truly busies himself...

Feigning to emulate NON GMO
garden variety English major oh just so
ho-hum, this ousted son and cingular bro
biological byproduct of papa's yoyo

after mama taut Peppy how to grow
big and become vein,...

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The ammunition greased casings pepper skull and cross lovely bones, 
   lightening speedily deals mortal blow persons unaware,
   the final minutes/seconds of lives leased
shorn of existence, and akin to sheared sheep,...

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He sat down with a pen and paper,
   to write a letter in the heats vapor.

His wife at home tending to the kids,
   fighting a war the UN forbids.

His convoy was...

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At 11 am I pulled into their drive
Ashtin and Houston ran out of the door
Screaming and laughing, ready to ride
Going with me wherever we please
First to the bank, for a little cash
Our next step meeting...

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I took a stroll through Boot Hill Cemetery the other day,
To take a look at where outlaws and other rabble lay.
Some graves were marked by stones, others by weathered board;
Many covered with cairns of rock,...

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The Saints be preserved! Begorra! Today Saint Patrick reigns!
An excuse to get the Irish blood a-coursin' through yer veins!
A time for clans with even a tad of Irish in their genes,
To celebrate the holiday with...

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The Saints be preserved! Begorra! Today Saint Patrick reigns!
An excuse to get the Irish blood a-coursin' through yer veins!
A time for clans with even a tad of Irish in their genes,
To celebrate the holiday with...

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Strap on your guitar,
tell me when you heard the words
my face came to mind,
you don't like country music
but you like this song;
you think Tim McGraw wrote it
just for you to play for me--

"Just to see...

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Some things you never forget,
some things just stick
like how about our first kiss?
And think back to when
we’d drive around on back roads
with nowhere to go
just your hand to hold

Oh, but now every thought of us...

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In a regular year, there’d be galas and balls
And we’d watch little snips on the news,
But since things are on hold and all protocol falls,
One big party was set for our views.

On a virtual stage,...

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Some things said at funerals
are so surprising
’tis a wonder the deceased 
doesn't start rising.

“He was the most honest of men,”
one speaker did assert.
But more than one listener
to Dirty Dick had lost a shirt.

“He always told...

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Kitty McGraw was on the run with her pa.
They had robbed all the cat nip out of St. McClaw.
Sheriff Tee  declared it was a draw
After he drew a gun on the two name of...

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when I hear Kenny Chesney strumming on that old guitar 
I know Im not far 
from a beach with white sand 
and a margarita in each hand 
It wont be long 
Till I think of...

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New of sadness once again heard,
another hero gone.
Ya Gotta Believe were his famous words,
from Tug McGraw's throne.
No other could where the crown,
what a ball he could throw.
Not a better pitcher to be found,
all of his...

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Frank Edwin was his real name.
This southpaw went on to garner fame.
With great accomplishments and few regrets,
he became the closer for the New York Mets.
This native of Martinez, California
finished his baseball playing career in Philadelphia.
He...

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Days out there are just like everywhere, it's summer time
Do your worst time on earth and flip it right
Sounds are clear its like another ear
Another sight

A long time ago I knew a girl 
And those...

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