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Bunch of limericks and other funny tricks I"Okay, tell me, who's gonna be next?"
said the writer of the too-long text.
"No, please, not me," said the lean noun.
"Cut that fat verb there, two lines down."
And they all watched with their faces vexed.
The women...
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Categories:
my son, crazy, funny, giggle, howl, humor, silly,
Form:
Limerick
TONY BOLONY THE CABBY NORTH CHICAGO ARSON MURDER VICTIM 9AFTER THE KARCHER FIRE LOUD SILENCE FBI AGENTS WERE GETTING CLOSER CIRO GARGANO WAS NERVOUS UNRAVELING THE CREW STORED THE CONTENTS OF THE TAILOR SHOP IN THE GARAGE AT LAKE COUNTY MUSIC COMPANY THE GARAGE...
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Categories:
my son, allah,
Form:
Naat
THE RETARDED POET OF TAMPA BAY MENTAL HEALTHCARE SPECIAL AGENT LEROY HEIMBACH AFTER RETURNING FROM THOMAS MANN TOWN OF MUNICH GERMANY DAYCARE TEACHER FOR USAF FORT SHERIDAN ARMY BASE JUST A STAY AT HOME MOM HOW I BECAME A RETARDED POET IT WAS ACTUALLY AFTER TRANSFERRING MY...
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Categories:
my son, allah,
Form:
Naat
What are the three physical signs that Bob Barber is predicting to immediately proceed the raptureThese are the three physical signs that Bob Barber believes could proceed the
rapture
1 The ink becomes dry 'on the covenant that is signed by many'.
And after the rapture when...
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Categories:
my son, 10th grade, 11th grade, 12th grade, 6th
Form:
Prose
Why we need to leave left behind letters to our loved onesThere are many Christians today, that are advocating always,
That we leave 'left behind letters,' to be read latter on, after
The harpazo of the church has both come and also gone.
Instructing our left behind loves...
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Categories:
my son, 10th grade, 11th grade, 12th grade, 6th
Form:
Other
Be of Good, Compassionate CourageDandelions…
They flutter, now I see
Fiery lions…
They're dancing with me
Sunlight…
Come out and shine down
Moonlight…
Shun out my darkened frown
I am the infinitesimal stars in the tranquil, terrestrial night
I am the scars minutes before the sunlit dawn...
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Categories:
my son, confidence, courage, encouraging, endurance, hope, muse, passion,
Form:
Free verse
When the Roll is Called up Yonder, We Will All Be There published by Eber and WeinWhen Christ shall say,"Come up here," we shall be entering heaven's door.
What wondrous blessings shall be in store for me and all of the others who
Truly do believe in Christ's glorious victory. All because...
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Categories:
my son, 10th grade, 11th grade, 12th grade, 6th
Form:
Prose Poetry
Some Pro's and Con's of Being Connected To Virtual RealitySome pro's and con's of being connected to virtual reality
Dune not be bashful, grumpy, leery
or any other contemporary dwarf man
regarding countless less well known dwarves
(that never got a chance
to play a bit part) such as...
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Categories:
my son, 11th grade, 12th grade, 1st grade, adventure,
Form:
Rhyme
Village In the ValleyVillage in the Valley left behind, and then it's a fine find
Mountain in the making...in the dark alleys of my mind
You're a flashlight
In the night
You are a friend
Till the end
Bite the bullet
You're the village...
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Categories:
my son, deep,
Form:
Free verse
I feel in fuhrer rated and enviousI feel in führer rated and envious...
entrapped within webbed wide world
weft as a rump pulled stilts skein
at warp speed exhibiting
my heroic trumpian wiles
cuz he (johnny come lately) a then
exemplary hedonist, narcissist,
and polygamist dons
comical,...
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Categories:
my son, adventure, america, analogy, anxiety, conflict, crush, god,
Form:
Free verse
The Night Before Christmas EveThe night Before Christmas Eve
By Franklin Price
12/17/2016
Prologue
The Night Before Christmas
A most famous of poems
Read to children aloud
By their parents in homes
To children who gather
'Round the brightly lit tree
To hear Santa is coming
Presents for...
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Categories:
my son, christmas,
Form:
Rhyme
Translation of Eric Mottram's Poem 33 In Interrogation Rooms 1980-82 By T Wignesan Translation of Eric Mottram’s Poem 33 in Interrogation Rooms by T. Wignesan
33. on a vu un homme courir/ de la scène de crime un homme est maintenant en train d’aider/ la police avec...
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Categories:
my son, america, conflict, culture, , literature,
Form:
Free verse
King of Kings??1 Kings 5:3-5 NIV??
[3] “You know that because of the wars waged against my father David from all sides, he could not build a temple for the Name of the Lord his God until the...
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Categories:
my son, faith,
Form:
I do not know?
I Am My Father's SonThey were gambling in front of the house.
Manservants and pages bustled about
Serving Suitors who just curse and carouse.
Few mix wine with water. I heard one shout,
"Clean down the tables with wet sponges! Rouse
Yourselves! And when...
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Categories:
my son, adventure, anger, anxiety, bullying, father, history, introspection,
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
An Uppercut I RememberDad hit me only once, an upper cut to the solar plexus. It nearly lifted me off my feet. I was 17 then and already fairly tall, 6’1.” He was 48 and of medium height,...
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Categories:
my son, father son,
Form:
Blank verse
After All Is Said and DoneI wrote this random rap song just yesterday! Have a blast, reading it! :D
"We shall all be like magnets,
Connecting to God's Laws in perfect symmetry
We shall all shine as the sun,
Glorifying the son of...
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Categories:
my son, anxiety, deep, depression, desire, emotions, encouraging, hope,
Form:
Lyric
Kaos In -Part 5- Final PartHate the feelings of ew's and ugh's...let's pause before we put our paws on this unmanageable cause with silent applause (quiet interest or hushed enthusiasm)
What's the cause of these negative, gross, worthless flawful laws that...
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Categories:
my son, abuse, deep,
Form:
Free verse
Son Say Goodnight To Grandpa“Son”...”say goodnight to grandpa”
Spurred by mother dearest
as well as other politesse
drummed into her second born
fobbing blandishments as incentive
tumbled off fingers of prodigal son
tripped wordsmith to splutter forth
forthwith the following lines.
Back in the day
quaint...
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Categories:
my son, 12th grade, 3rd grade, 4th grade, absence,
Form:
Rhyme
A Day Under the SunBlue Hunter's Moon of the Festival of Lights.
And the day of Vengeance of our Holy One to comfort all those who mourn.
Isaiah 61:3-11
I Proclaim the acceptable Generation or Year and Day of Yehoshua also known...
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Categories:
my son, blue, earth day, faith, growth, moon, rainbow,
Form:
Prose
Haiku 1The Original Sin: Rhyming Haiku!
Haiku
should never rhyme:
it’s a crime!
-Michael R. Burch
The herons stand,
sentry-like, at attention ...
rigid observers of some unknown command.
-Michael R. Burch
Late
fall;
all
the golden leaves turn black underfoot:
soot
-Michael R. Burch
Dry leaf...
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Categories:
my son, family, heart, love, mother son, nature, seasons,
Form:
Haiku
Sappho TranslationsSappho fragment #155
translation by Michael R. Burch
A short revealing frock?
It's just my luck
your lips were made to mock!
*
Sappho fragment #156
translation by Michael R. Burch
She keeps her scents
in a dressing-case.
And her sense?
In some undiscoverable...
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Categories:
my son, girl, girlfriend, love, lust, sensual, woman, women,
Form:
Epigram
The Tea Party"Go on forth young graduates,
And show us who you are
You're now our future leaders
We know you will go far"
And so commencement ended
Pictures done and people changed
Now, off to private parties
All orderly pre-arranged
But four young girls...
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Categories:
my son, america, future, graduate, graduation, life, sad, society,
Form:
Epic
Family PoemsFamily Poems
Mother's Smile
by Michael R. Burch
There never was a fonder smile
than mother's smile, no softer touch
than mother's touch. So sleep awhile
and know she loves you more than "much."
So more than "much, " much more than...
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Categories:
my son, child, childhood, family, father, father son, mother,
Form:
Rhyme
Where Art Thou Anonymous Benefactor To Offer Me SuccorWhere art thou anonymous benefactor...to offer me succor?
Ah... methinks legal tender
could be a boon to help me bolster
mein kampf with necessary material equipage,
which prospect to acquire essential
commodities sabotaged
at the altar of...
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Categories:
my son, 8th grade, absence, anger, angst, boy, confusion,
Form:
Free verse
THE LAST GOODBYEThis is for the Contest - 'Titanic - Fare Thee Well' Sponsored by Tom Woody.
...
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Categories:
my son, death, inspirational, loss, love,
Form:
Narrative