Luxembourg Poems - Poems about Luxembourg

...A is for Australia, full of weird beasts, Where even the cute ones can bite you at least. B is for Brazil, where football is life, And people dance samba with joy (and no strife). C is for Ca......

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...With The Dandy, The Beano The Eagle and Dan Dare Dick Barton on the radio The Goon Show on air Riders of the Range Journey into space We kids of the fifties Had our special place Glued to the......

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...LORD, I humbly greet You, return to my prayer list from near LESOTHO Adoration is the FIRST STEP in prayer (That's how I begin) using A-C-T-S The letters, not the word, A for adoring Him, C for con......

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...A swinging sixties chick was I dressed head to toe in Biba Miniskirts my mother loathed and free love too, so I was told Music of choice was Motown and Soul that played upon my radio At weekends t......

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...THEIR ELOQUENCE IS UNMATCHED, THEIR INTELLECT SECOND TO NONE ????? The tightening of a hangman's noose here in Bolehland gets underway.... Little by little the prosecuting team get their pieces i......

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...The night was not so silent, not for the soldiers at Bastogne. 'T was just before Christmas when they had to fight surrounded and alone. "The crossroads cannot fall, " was the order to be upheld. ......

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...Mr. Juncker's Continental System Cohorts of Luxembourg, arise! Keep the Russians from the Rhiine. Hosts of Luxembourg, en garde, Confine the British to the brine. "We'll do without America," ......

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...A seagull cuts across Her harbor, riding a thermal rising offshore. And an ocean, ripe with primal smells, splashes salty brine upon Her core. She stands in solitude, gazing out toward......

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...The Hacker Vodka Used Dells and HP notebooks Routers and switches Gateways and sniffers Kvm boxes and multi real-time data shows My booty is plenty No one knows the white mask of mist T......

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...Let me tell you about this girl, this girl from Luxembourg who live in the middle of nowhere. Hair in a bun, golden blonde. Her smile shines that light up her eyes. Gentle strong healing hands, ......

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...Evening found me sitting in the kitchen, feeling down, my parents and my elder brothers all out on the town., leaving me to babysit, a dull end to the year, too old for early bedtime, legally too ......

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...Alone, in Paris The flowers sing Le jardin du Luxembourg I look at all the pretty ladies Which one of them pray tell Is you The one who wishes for that sweet caress The one whose painting han......

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...Remember how the morning was warm with its first hint of spring Under the sky unusually clear our smiles were wandering through streets with coffee scent uplifting the mood and the sun outsm......

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...I wandered, lost in the labyrinth of love The right bank of the seine sang so clearly That I was for sure walking with nothing Left Nothing on the left at all The northern vaults of gold Meaningless ......

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...When one makes viable peace Between erstwhile colonial whites And erstwhile colonized blacks To the advantage of the whites We urge for a Nobel Peace Prize Such was the case in South Africa. ‘It......

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