Marts Poems - Poems about Marts

...Serious sad jack of hearts had lost his tarts That’s not so bad, at least it’s not your smarts He heard lots of junk like this at the super marts By his notorious enemy, bad black jack barts. J......

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...man cub Mowgli was to life once more, in our boyish pranks in Kanha Park, revived memories of Kipling’s lore, from early dawn until moonless dark. that joyous kid smiled within our hearts, as......

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...Serious sad jack of hearts had lost his tarts That’s not so bad, at least it’s not your smarts He heard lots of junk like this at the super marts By his notorious enemy, bad black jack barts. J......

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...Today I traveled via a ghost train past the pantheons of dead gods burnt realms of yesterday I see the ramparts of the empire. The kingdom of the dead the world of heaven the laws of man, the......

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...The supermarkets in Manhattan Naturally are small, Perhaps to compensate for All the buildings that are tall. They aren’t meant for shopping carts Or giant stock-up sprees. Most people gra......

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...Ma and Pop pop and ma the small needle the big darn. Little shop of peddlers first to be robbed, accused of being gougers. Ma wants to move to Florida, pa wants to expand the jerky stic......

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...Sombre reflections in our hearts, Bereaved of the door that opened, Grim has made a stop with his carts, Taken away with his rope and ......

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...A chrome gun glittering in the hot sun raise, rays radiating like a heliographic rainbow, drawn from shimmering halos of inferno light, hot. White smoke from a funeral pyre, drifts like gh......

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...Where are we going? Or Where do we go from here? It happened again It was the same as yesterday It was the same as yesteryear Is there no end? How long must we endure? A young man take......

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...I DREAM OF LIGHTING DANCING IN A RED SKY. BLACK CLOUDS ACID RAIN THE EARTH SWEEPS BEFORE ME HORIZONS OF SILENT DESOLATIONS A CHASM OF GREAT VOLUME BREAKS BEFORE MY VISION LIKE A WAVE OF DRY S......

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...Burning snow falls quietly on cold rusted wire and brittle bone. An ancient creature looks to the horizon feeling is body built of razor wire and old bones, cold, a delicate tone transmits from ......

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...The Waterbed Sea Melinda went to sleep in her waterbed, (Not on it, but in it, is what I said,) Took not a mask, not a snorkel nor fin, Just a deep breath and she jumped right in. //Swim, ......

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...They're looting Wal-Marts today to solve America's problems tomorrow Anyone with a heart can see Wal-Mart's blatantly racist pedigree Why, they've hired a single black and non-white cust......

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...My village still in heart People engaged in all sorts Rolling bull and cart Village now in convert A town busy like heart Here and there marts Some dealing in food fast Some pho......

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...O to tune in to good times of childhood— To re-live gone-by years, not just to brood, To lighten dust-laden baggage’s dead tare, To unburden mind of deadwood afloat, To fast-forward to dusky day......

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