Miles Per Hour Poems - Poems about Miles Per Hour

...They're as swift as a lightning bolt, Just a stern gaze—gazelles revolt. A fleeting shadow in the night, All prey leap off in frantic fright. Stalking prey is their known special skill,......

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...BLOOD-coated discourse exposing features of BASIC heathen hearts INSPIRED INSTRUCTIONS for errant humanity executed by ordinary vassals served divine founta......

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...Run! The city is going up in flame; run! The whole world is getting insane; run! it is not a game; grab your bag and run, leave that place and come, meet me at the foot of the hill and guard your fa......

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... It was a late Saturday morning, and I was getting my 12-year-old self ready for our weekly summer sand-lot baseball game. I had my ball glove hanging on my bicycle handlebars, two baseballs, and my......

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...Somewhere on the North York Moor Pedal almost through the floor Engine soon began to roar Eighty miles per hour for sure Death comes quick on the A64.........

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...Victorious flirtatious foreplay I awoke early - now my body will sleep, though thoughts rise like the Azores of snuggling next to such an adorable atomic bombshell of a beauty - boars into my ......

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...I saw Tarzan, with no clothes on. Who knew there was a Black Swan? Cinderella. got home after midnight. Muhammad Ali, is looking for a fight. Pinocchio. tells a bunch of li......

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...Fine rhythm in the walls so delicate softly wrapping you in harmonious; Your soft humming echoes the sentiment, gaining momentum will it touch famous? A cascade of sound bounces all around, g......

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...Yesterday, I stroked a horse: I ran my hand along his back And watched his every muscle twitch, So sensitive—what a proud and Ceremonious beast. He held his head Lightly—comfortable, with no f......

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... Who am I? I can swim seventy miles per hour The largest of my kind caught was twice as long as a tall man That sucker weighed two-hundred and twenty pounds Give up? I have a pointed bill ......

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...The northern pintail does not hesitate. For mating season, he's never late. When he espies the first spring flower, He heads north at fifty miles per hour.......

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...The sun is melting at a hundred and five degrees and the wind is swirling in the trees, the petals are opening wide in the skies and the motorcycles are rolling by. Hundreds of them in line rolling d......

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...January 13th 2024 - Happy Lxv-th birthday Matthew Scott Harris date of conception:? ~ Late March – mid April 1958. date of parturition: January xiii, mcmlix. date of expiration:? January i, emi......

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...I can feel this thread running all over me, it’s like I am connected to the deep blue sea and the current is pulling me into the deep dragging me towards an unplanned destiny; the cords are running i......

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...Less than eighty, now ... they're, unaccounted. 'Tis sad ... NEXT: the hawk hovered that founded fresh sedges, grasslands, and deserts idyll, God in the detail, Red-Tailed Hawk sidle, Blitzkrieg ......

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