Own(A) Poems - Poems about Own(A)

I do not own a pair of pajamas In winter, what do I do Do I pile on the covers or do I lie there and shiver ...

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i guess i own a skeleton we are about the same size it has my shape and I have its eyes and when we are together we share the same name and when we are dead we will be one and the same...

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was on Charlies Bucket list...

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Instead of being a chick magnet, my vehicle is a curse. No woman will go out with me because I own a hearse. I bought my hearse because it runs great and it was dirt cheap. But when women see it, they slap my face and call me a creep. I finally got a date with the woman of...

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I own, a gun. Not really, they kill things, i could not kill things i have watched our leaders kill not things, but people, better than us wiser, warmer, sadly we watched, bewildered.....

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Each evening I sit alone in deep thought, and stare in wonderment at constellations without a name; how many suns, like ours, are invisible to these stupefied eyes... how far are they from where I am? To own a corner of that sky, I should be much closer to them to shine; and I must find me a place in...

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