Maters Poems - Poems about Maters

...A believer in God killing babies fun fun fun rape, well I blame all sides Forgive my hate and ignorance and silence when it maters I have traveled no where have no conscience love those ......

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...Beyond the relics stance tainted feigned glory, the achievers had gifted us their puzzles, speckled based best in their field of theory, like Baia hot baths, can't stomach its guzzles......

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...I say taters instead of potatoes I say maters instead of tomatoes My tongue is full of hillbilly idioms I often say yeah when some would say yes Sometimes I say “I reckon” when what I mean Is I ......

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...Snapping beans, the summer pastime Filling Mason jars With cornfield or half runners Filling a crock with layers Of beans and corn, canning salt For pickled beans and corn That would make my mo......

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...We lassoed the moon and it gave us a wink. My friend Teddy and I. Giraffe took a drink. We were in the waters of the Nile, a beautiful place. The moon glowed brilliantly, shone bright on my face. ......

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..."Our lives are like a book, Chapters document the trips we took In each phase of our lives, Pen to paper does not lie Some chapters are light and gay, Others are tough as we made our way ......

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...DIDN'T TELL YOU TO PICK DOS MATERS AND DIG DOS TATERS YOU OUT DARE DIGGING THE MATERS AND PICKIN UP TATERS OFF THE GROUND STOP YOU FLOOKIN DAFFY DOOTIN AND PICK DOS MATERS OUT THE PATCH DOLL-GI......

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...WHO AM I Who am i, I am me I can be whomever I want to be A doctor, a lawyer, a actress, a teacher I can be either one or the other But I get discoraged by human nature I try but fail or fa......

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...Every day we woke up hungry. We ate our little bowls of freedom At the breakfast table. Then Momma washed the breakfast dishes. In the summer, Momma grew maters and beets. She stooped in ear......

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...Nothing maters in this world Everything is about the sword Everything is about the gold And even if you have soul of gold I’ll have to confess Such soul is almost worthless We all fallow our ......

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...WHERE ? POET- ANJALI DENANDI,MOM we awake, never. we are always sleeping. ignorance means asleep. wisdom means arising. where are these ? tell, please ! we are ever-sleepers..........

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...I've lived in Idaho before they turned our state sideways to resemble a gun Seen lively conversation stop midsentence aftering catching a glimpse Of the sun Yeah and some may say we got rive......

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...Hate just, as usual, a preposterous excuse an excuse it is it's one indeed.. one you pathetic human use to escape for an escape is all that maters to you people right? right? an escape to e......

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...ETERNAL FAN Football’s in the air All the colleges prepare Students don colors Excitement everywhere It seems like just yesterday At the stadium Alma maters by the bands Cheerleaders......

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...You are the first thought I have in the morning. my beautiful morning dove. The sunshine through my window my one and only love You remind me of the birds just within reach even though I can ......

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