Patrice Poems - Poems about Patrice

...As we metamorphose away from mumbo-jumbo, we cleave to poetry, abandon prose. Science is the only one that knows. I saw it on “Colombo”. A laptop’s far more useful than a rose. Remember Wal......

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...Mrs. Marvel wore sweatshirt for twenty-eight years until her final breath. Signed by her 8th grade students, four whom had died a tragic death. Killed in a tragic bus accident on the way to a state......

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...When someone has nothing to offer and allow pride misleading him "her", hidden violances always be his "her" first thoughts. Quote by poet. The lost huge bread, When President Emmanuel Macron......

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...Heroes, To some people a killer can be called Hero To other people a defender of their rights is called Hero. There are many untold true histories as some people wanted to be celebrated. Le......

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...In life there are many doors And Windows Where some people passing And find What they want... And other passing And Fail to find What they need. You can be loved By few people ......

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...Saint Patrice day In 1957 my ship docked in the town of Cork (Ireland) If you think that is a long time ago, you are probably right but in my head, it was yesterday. Life was slower back the......

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...Words of a mother melting your spirit despite it being cold. Her loving you no matter what chasing that heart of gold. "You don't need to be an honor roll student but I love you for trying......

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...I tried to be a good girl, to be quiet and unnoticed. Because the world is a scary place, and evil people frighten me. I felt if I was unassuming, hiding inside dark doorways, I would be safe. I w......

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...There once was a wrestler called Patrice Who gobbled food till he was obese; Though round and full his tummy He overate pork yummy- And beat rivals licking their oiled grease. Bawdy Limerick......

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...P-oems A-re T-ruly R-efreshing I-n C-ool E-xpression J-ust A-ccepting C-omments K-ept S-weetly O-r N-icely Topic: Poetess (Patrice Trice Jackson) Form: Vertical Monocrostic......

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...THE MAUSOLEUM OF ALL Africa is the burial chamber of many, Millions of men and women rested in peace, The deepest hole full of important bones, The bones of *****sapiens are in the graves. It......

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...This is my fairy tale of a boy who I love, and who I am with we are in the same house, I am in love with him with all, of my hate, and heart, we are together, there is nothing that can tear each ......

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...Aha! Where is Kwame Nkrumah? Black-unity champion with cocoa-filled head whose Calabash never misses palm wine for elders; Departure to bliss not a reality, tell us why? Everything must be do......

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...Your thought not to hate But why I hate you so much Lord please come into my heart My heart has hardened She left me Left me with the boys I loved her But she loved the bottle Smoke Party ......

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... She liked being her own boss It suited her personality very well Coming in at your own hours, occasionally taking a nap when you chose to Surf the latest fashions, scroll through the top tr......

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