Poppa Poems - Poems about Poppa

Erin was our young cleaning lady Came in to clean our abode Welcomed dear Erin in every fortnight For her regular cleaning episode Sweet Erin confessed her love for me More love than her real Poppa That was really quite difficult to hear Never really knew her saga Once asked if I could adopt sweet Erin She agreed, with no hesitation So...

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bright yellow flowers turn to warm themselves and laugh at poppas' red face...

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Suicide is a topic way too serious for jokes. Too awkward for many funny bone pokes. But Patch Addams was played on this tone. By a fighter of demons of others and his own. So in the spirit of the Dead Poet Society actor. Who influenced our lives in ways I can’t factor. Mr. Williams...

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the joy of you pop once big as a redwood tall fragile you blessed me your eyes gave me hope hundreds of years you grow small a dark evil...

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Sweet Erin confessed her love for me More love than her real Poppa That was really quite difficult to hear Never really knew her saga Once asked if I could adopt sweet Erin She agreed, with no hesitation So sweet to know she loves me that much But so sad to hear this revelation Her Mommy and Daddy were separated Many years before we...

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In our close circle of friends and family I've been known as old Poppa Jack Really like it, I can feel all the love What I give comes bouncing right back Always been known to love the whole world Enemies? Not a single darn soul Some people I like a bit more than others They're in the minority on the whole There's nobody...

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