Pedro Poems - Poems about Pedro

It was hot and arid in the desert No wind, no breeze, not a breath And Pedro and Luis were lost And so very close to death. As they crawled across the sand As though trapped in still air The smell of bacon frying Seemed to hang around them there. Slightly ahead of his mate Pedro crested a dune to see Loads...

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Gentrifier’s pliers pull the heart from the old tart Though a Navy Commander warns crew not to wander Where sailors drank and brawled till ships’ horns called By-the-hour beds and Shanghai Red’s demolished so Pedro could be polished Now L.A. gangs sell the sins, against their guns no patron wins Tarp homes on the bluff keep it rough, still developers...

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Pedro, the traitor of Jesus Christ This man, if he could be called a man Killed 12 followers of Christ Like a crazed Wolfman Pedro firstly meet with Christ in a forest Christ asked him if he had mercy of other people Pedro answered: Yes. Christ presented him 12 followers of him Pedro was excited. He never had any followers Jesus said: they were...

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The opportunity came to play with Pedro from Rio, A chubby red crested cardinal interesting to know, He spins on his right gray wing with a flamboyant and fun flair, Sporting black sunglasses looking all relaxed without a care, *note one line is still being worked on, this is a series of all the birds from the movie RIO,...

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I thought Pedro was playing a joke, lying so still out there in the dewy grass, just outside of Mr. Anderson rusty red barn, as if he'd croaked. Hopping closer, careful not to raise suspicion about my upright posture, I noticed Pedro's furry chest barely moving, the whiskers 'round his nose barely quivering, and instantly sweat ran down the black streak...

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