Kids Lyric Poems

It’s been a year now since we were like family,
We talk sometimes now, but are so far from how close we use to be,
When I...

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Let’s get this show on the road,
The car's still empty and we can't seem to load
Susie's applying makeup, Jake’s playing video games,
Mary’s scrolling her socials,...

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The home is full with the sound of laughter
Friends and family all the kids playing chasing each other

Gentle talking and loud voices
All in the mix...

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When I wed sweet Raylene, her hair was pure gold, 
And she was the prettiest thirteen-year-old. 
But now she's a plump as a pickerel frog,...

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[Verse 1]
He rolled down Main where the trees used to line
Stopped by the diner, but they changed the sign
Faces in windows, but no one looks...

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Verse 1
We were barefoot kids in the ‘Bama heat
Chasing fireflies through the summer wheat
She laughed like a song, wild and free
Holding that jar like it...

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I saw her in a meadow high
Where red flowers touch the sky
Her eyes were mournful, so much inside
I looked within, skepticism died

(chorus)
I'm in love with...

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My wife picked up the phone and called her friend Lucy
Said we'll be in your haunts, we're coming to D.C.
"We found a hotel in Largo,...

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As a boy Charles fished on the Thames riverside
He had a songbird, a dog, but life took a slide
His father got him a dead-end job...

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 No. 1. Jingle Bells

     Jingle Bells ,Jingle Bells, ringing all the way
     What a fun is...

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When the frustrated socialist sees that health care isn't free
He turns into a killer, claims he's saving you and me
He murders a CEO, to make...

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She wanted to teach kids, so she went to R.S.U.
Much of it indoctrination, she didn't know what to do
She could walk out and forego her...

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Tripping through the sand
In a pair of Aussie thongs,
Boogie board in hand
Singing Aussie songs.
Davo’s got the beer.
Out of kiddies reach
What a day we’re gonna to...

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[Verse]
High on a hill sat a lonely goat turd;
He was by himself ‘cuz the goat was through.
Waiting to be eaten by a gross bird
And recycled,...

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I met an old man in Atlantic City, in a library by the shore  
Through the glass, the ocean shimmered, he couldn't ask for...

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