One Hundred Fifty Poems - Poems about One Hundred Fifty

...Enemies Of My Breath. Like a purple dragon of doom, I breathe fire behind your knecks! With the quake of the earth, I ensue your essence to the ends of the realms. Like a volcano I erupt wit......

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...Enemies Of My Breath. Like a purple dragon of doom, I breathe fire behind your knecks! With the quake of the earth, I ensue your essence to the ends of the realms. Like a volcano I erupt wit......

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...Enemies Of My Breath. Like a purple dragon of doom, I breathe fire behind your knecks! With the quake of the earth, I ensue your essence to the ends of the realms. Like a volcano I erupt wit......

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...We had a debate where the candidate Was supposed to communicate The direction in which the united state Yes, state how we can become back united Yet however, more lies than truth were cited Remo......

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...We wanted to make a heavenly cake But needed angelic ingredients That were as far out of reach as can be So we thought of other expedients Like the famed store of unusual foods Though it wasn’......

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...One hundred fifty calories in twenty-seven Cheez-its. Unless you chew one at a time, they go fast; best believe it!......

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...I was an accomplished librarian, who took pleasure from written words, As opera singers find their pleasure, in the halls where music is heard. I was well matched to such absorbing work, knowing ......

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...MY LIFE JOURNEY Let me tell you a story …… I could have not imagined that my life journey would take me to see, wander around and enjoy few of the world’s famous gardens. Yes, in Europe, Can......

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...Since the year fourteen five, In a little Swiss town,* There’s a job that will earn All who do it renown. From the top of the church (A cathedral, no less) Someone calls out the time In a fo......

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...The full moon and milky snow illuminate the nighttime landscape I found myself lost on the mountain. I have to make a choice. Looking for the North Star I placed a stick pointing north to dire......

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...It was called “Spy Rock” in my day Said you could see for miles around The encampments of Confederates From this large rock on higher ground When the men in grey invaded our land Brawling, lo......

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...Deep in the woods, nearly three miles back, far from New York with its tall glass and steel, on a low ridge that has no proper name, I stumble on something that feels surreal. An old-growth for......

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...It is said that here in old Elmerton, up in the mountains of fair Idaho, terrible things regularly went down, evil all of the townspeople would know. A bandit known only as ‘Beast’ Horton had ......

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...The cowboy rides like a noble lord across the dusty ground, his six-shooter is his scepter, a Stetson is his crown. His saddle is a leather throne from which he can survey all his four-legged......

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...You've been comin' to me live since I was six years old Part of almost every single summer that I've known You tell us when it's Miller Time and that was just a bit outside For almost fifty years......

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