Plagiarise Poems - Poems about Plagiarise

...Walk over the open desert. I still remember the clouds, the symbols. How they rest in their high romance living to teach the truth until it sinks into a beautiful nothingness. Pure minds susta......

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...I guess we can struggle when we sit down to write But use your own words - to plagiarise isn’t right When I read a poem that’s simply too good to be true I then begin to question, was......

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...UNQUOTABLE QUOTES: XLVII - Tongue Twisters If you want to « have » your cake and « eat » it at one and the same time, simple enough, just split it into two equal parts like an isosceles triangl......

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...You've ignited a fire beyond what you know, my smooth hand glides providing the flow, striking lightening that makes the mind blow, you stole my rhymes and put them on show. I followed the trai......

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...Why plagiarise If you have an open And creative mind, Why waste your time On rehashing others Words or rhymes, When you, I am sure Have a unique take on life, Paraphrase that’......

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...Thief of words – the only one you fool is yourself! 24th February 2015......

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...I guess we can struggle when we sit down to write But use your own words - to plagiarise isn’t right When I read a poem that’s simply too good to be true I then begin to question, was it ......

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...Treasured lyrics of life in my hard bound collection, Melodious rhyming notes of heart and fingers unwind, An age old piano, still and all, sings to perfection, As I unfold pages to a daydream of ......

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...VCBFJF KD R ( MY DOG WENT OUT ) (Xsfaahjim Version) Vcbfjf kd r utrn fk ejn m ddk Kroeme soent vpv vv a s frt rtrmkrkrn (English version) My dog went out o......

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...IN CASE I PLAGIARISE My dog (1)went out(2) one day(3) And (4)saw a pussy cat(5) there(6) at play(7) . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . . . . . . Not......

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...Mad Monkey The last summer The last breath of the world The last leaf Has fallen Bud open Will not return From the fell Chain saw The arms and roots Branches filigree Lungs Breath no ......

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