Osteen Poems - Poems about Osteen

... Gus was confused as soon as he said it. "That was me, but it wasn't, I mean", he stammered, "I said it, but it wasn't from my mind!" Penney looked at Gus and reasoned, "that is a me......

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... Gus didn't have the original pointer that came with the Ouija, so he used an extra Indian feather, since it came from a real Indian, it may prove to be advantageous. Since Indians were ......

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...Heavenly Things Eggs for breakfast and oatmeal with honey Buffets with sushi and boyfriends with money The tranquil room when my roommate's sleeping These are a few of my favorite things Cri......

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...How we protest for Truth, Compassion, God Yes, yet atheism is the rent, satan the landlord Political Correctness is the real religion Osteen! O recall how we wanted Joel Osteen to do the work of g......

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...Joel Osteen, A great man of valor and reputable author Whom multitudes have seen, Blessed of His unmerited favor as a pastor. Joel Osteen, He’s touching lives from continent to continent Bein......

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...Courageous heart of a lion Never to give up, you have to keep trying Join me in the struggle song, As we continue to stand true and strong Lift every voice, there should be no silence I want you......

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...I like immigrants, immigration. Legal immigration, Jane passionately corrects. Actually my goal is a borderless world. That's a new idea to her. Gathering the neighborhood like family. T......

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...Morning wake Morning take Then, he sends me a picture of it Am like, where is YouTube? I need some Joel Osteen On this cold Sunday morning......

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...This the truth will always be – amity between Sam and Abdalla; finding Bigfoot, gathering the ocean’s blue; a perfect wedlock; Hollywood; Fox News; Joel Osteen. There is no place where freedom is......

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...Amiana was so very happy When she finally got to go For a wonderful visit to see Her happy Grandma Flo They both got right on the ball Since many years had passed Without any visits a......

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...As an evanescent quietness falls into my room While a stream of breeze air invades the living room, A new, unborn poem waves in my blurred thought, Endeavoring to keep me from being distraught. ......

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