Nelly Poems - Poems about Nelly

A generation to ask why. Peaked and taught a world is nothing but themselves, not even to be. Occupying nothing but digital spaces offered to prior persons and parentage. From here, where are we to go? The highest minds have none to say. If they did this, it wouldn't be. The hardest working have no say. If they did, ketamine-soaked South Africans, wouldn't...

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She should have been an investigative reporter She is the first in the know The first on the scene Asking questions on top of questions None of them her business What she does with this knowledge is a mystery Is she a novelist? Does she have a blog? Her nosey ways have alienated most of us Annoying many None of us ask...

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All the wild critters run a race But Nelly maintains a calm pace So calm in her ways Her actions display No feathers ever ruffled out of place!...

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Never been good at opening up & saying what I really feel, but when it comes to you its just feels natural, Easy going, down to earth, lovely humour, I could list down everything I like about you but it would be an endless list coz I find something new to like...

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Rolled about a bit I’d say Since Nell and I first met Denver down to Old Fort Lauderdale Flatland fever hit one day and Drowning in our sweat Mountains pulled us up a dusty trail Cut down trees and nested in The Hills of Carolina Dogs and cats and serendipity People there talked funny and We soon ran out of money Greener pastures called from Tennessee Love...

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My Dad he waits for Nelly, but she's still on this side, almost 90 nearly, little momma caint decide:) Don re: Anne Rutherford "Heavenly Message"...

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I’ll tell you all a story Tis one close to my heart Has love, Has life, It has a cow A haystack torn apart The man in question? Well that be me. The setting? Cheltenham Town So gather all, come, sit around My tale I shall tell Refrain: Oh the pastor’s daughter Nelly Now she was a lovely lass Oh quick and witty as the lark But stubborn as...

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An Ode to Nelly Bligh The leaves are falling all around, They softly float to the ground. This is a real strange affair, Now that fall and winter are in the air. Gone are the flowers seen in the spring, They were tied to the stem like an apron string. The cold fall weather caused the flowers to fade, Unknown to the flowers...

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Smelly Nelly was quite a charming girl, She wore her hair in braids instead of curls, Bathing several times per day in the Jewish way, Yet many scoffed and sniffed, exclaiming she smelt like manure in hay, Nelly used expensive oils and attars, some came from lands very far, Her raiments were made of the finest silks but people still told her she...

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Old Nelly so blue hasn't the notes to do some say she's a one hit wonder but she knows she's made of thunder singing those sad chord days, she plays her jazz in new ways. Old Nelly play the nose, ring out the sax and soak the audience with your hose, stamp them with the facts, Old Nelly's back!...

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Nelly my mum was 87 on June -7th -11 her Writings at ... http://www.scullywag.com/kokoda1942stoush/ My sweet little momma still lives in her house. independently. ELLEN MAY JOHNSON. (Beau Brummell is her great Uncle) Yes Ellen Brummell was her name, our good sweet Mother dear . We wouldn`t trade this girl so game, I`ll surely make that clear. When droving...

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Plum' out the city And ne'ly in the woods- trees... Wildlife and dirt roads...

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