Meyer Poems - Poems about Meyer

Never A Trial, That He Is Not, There. Never A Burden That He Doth Not .Bear. Never A Sorrow That He Doth Not Share. Moment By Moment, ...

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Born an American on eighth month Stanley Allen Meyer, a man worth, Designed technology of water fuel cell Machines which as the perpetual motion. Thing that retrofitted in automobile Water as fuel instead of gasoline, Cell which splits water's element Hydrogen and oxygen purportedly. Mixture of gases with specified ratios Result of reaction came Hydrogen gas Burnt to seperate water molecules, Violating...

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A man who wanted to invent things, he claimed he had made a car that ran on water! Said to be bribed and threatened by Big Oil, he was deemed a fraud when he refused to let the court test his creation. Did no one see it work? This is but one of the mysteries that surrounds Stanley, who died after he sipped some juice at...

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Here lies the body of Stanley Meyer Inventor, salesman, and consummate liar A brain aneurysm Might have kept him from prison Both he and his fuel cell patents expired ---------- https://environment.umn.edu/education/susteducation/stanley-meyer-an-infamous-invention-and-death/...

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He is the darling of her heart; A pathway shall not part; Everlasting always tart; Delilah’s “bright-fame” Her treasured flame; And we proclaim, all is well, all is well ; Her companionship, her passion mate, her soul purpose Duly married There sweets at heart, truly sweet hearts Aged but shall never stop Her mate she (we) claims be healthy haled robust and sound; And we...

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A kindly man named Meyer* On poor folks would take a flyer He took me in one wintry midnight Knowing naught but my sorry plight I couldn't yet pay him; I'd just started to work He told me, "Don't worry. Your money's a perk. I can tell that you're honest and straight, ...

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If I were an Oscar Meyer donut Living in a Pacific Island hut I’d be sweet and sincere And drink all your light beer Scruffy beach bum sugar hair like a mutt....

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childhood mammaries drive in into the bushes now they always shave...

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