Pardon Poems - Poems about Pardon

Apology to moon, to sun, to noon, to the sparkling oceans, to the the sturdy mountains, to the whispering winds, to the twinkling stars, to the blooming flowers, to the better and best and to whoever's there Sorry moon but she's prettier , apology oceans she's just better, pardon mountains but her beauty peaks even...

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Ground fenced becomes a fall garden deterring squirrels' and rabbits' play. Guard the soil that winter will harden defeating Indiana clay. Gilded tulips (unsightly bulbs' pardon) deserve a diadem come May. ...

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Can our eyes see their scars, Which we claim that they made for us, Have we thought of those scars we made, Yes- we made in their hearts permanently? They cannot step out with dignity, Maybe just for an act unknowingly done or filled with stupidity, Nobody will look unto them or their family, Will their grief also come down gradually? Forgiving is...

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First Mr. Biden pardons his son then murderers, crooks, and family Mr. Trump, however, not to be outdone pardons Jan. 6 trespassers, every single one ...

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_________________ By this trick have I won, year after year, A hundred marks since I was pardoner. Chaucer, Canterbury Tales _____________________ Climbing down from high moral ground, From cool claim all his term around, Biden pardons his...

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The most feckless corrupt Pres in living memory pardons his grifter son. But not just for deliberately evading taxes and firearms violations. No, Joe went further. His pardon includes all offences he may or may not have committed back to Jan 1 2014 which coincidentally gives him immunity for his time as a Burisma board...

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Mr. Biden pledged his word so solemn, sincere... He's just reneged on his pledge ~ so insincere, cavalier...

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(Hint: à la "Heart" from "DAMN YANKEES") You gotta be smart If you wanna get a part In a movie or a play on Broadway There are dues you must pay, Play it smart. If you've put on some weight, Make sure your headshot's up-to-date. Kid, you ain't the only blonde who can act, There are some fat ones, in fact, But, lose the weight. When...

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Yo When I 1st met her My instinct was to sweat her But I know better Had to be clever with my approach so I Turned my swag up to a million And asked her Would you ever marry an alien like me? See I see things most don’t see Plus I’m privy to the knowledge of the Anunnaki Mind,...

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I’m in the band called “Beg Your Pardon” Our latest, “The Luddits Headway” Sells well, and the “Forest of Arden” Our hit, has got some airplay There ain’t no plans for touring though: The phase of changes lingers on Our singer left to form the “Zoo” Our drummer yesterday has gone The reason was the weak attendance Our captive crowd went away Eventually, our...

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Pardon me, buzzing bee Do you think that you are free No siree. Nor have I ever been... Here comes my empress ~...

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Within this ink is a taste so bitter Warn you though I am no quitter I don't follow fake pomp and glitter Find within me a devotion emitter The crosses your bearing, I was for her there log splitter Replacing their pain, I added sweetness to the bitter I've written the code of how to be a committer If you intend to...

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I beg pardon, I'll try again, to gather From your verse the voice, to align it with my own song, May words flow in a magic pulse, under the clear moonlight, Swaying in metaphor and dream, until I respond to you. Wreathing my thoughts in the ephemeral flames of stars, Amongst the equinoxes of soul and solstices of arched heart, With...

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I knew I was the sole searcher. Like a rose dying in the desert. And all the loneliness she felt. The piercing pains, oh how they hurt. I can't turn the clock back, can I? Wish to be where we were before. Euphoric bliss of love we built, Until I lost my head once more. It was not long ere I discerned, What a...

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She’d statuesque legs, and eyes that smoulder Over came Jacques, tipped her on the shoulder ‘Excuse-moi, femme fatal’ ‘J’adore’ your bearded pal “Does she have ‘un pistolet’ or holster?” ...

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