Prams Poems - Poems about Prams

...Wheelchairs and Prams Alive wheelchairs and prams should hold hostage people who breach the condition of not permitting entry to the disabled into their buildings! ......

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...Jan Juc Primary School Annual Fundraiser A Kite Festival Perfect day Windy, warm Families crowd onto the lawn Above Fisherman's Beach Prams, dogs, wheelchairs Giggling youngsters Parents......

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... She sits on the outer looking in As the party is in full swing Another family gathering With all the happiness and laughter it brings Her family….children and grandchildren Her reason sinc......

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...People started running, for buses, taxis, trains, with umbrellas no defence, against the wind and rain, a drowned rat cycled past, then disappeared down a lane, when lightening flashed, I dashe......

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... The talkers were talking, texting. Walkers were walking, skipping, jogging. Strollers were shaking, prams rocking. Kids were shouting, yipping, yelling. The pond went roundly arou......

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...Fourteen pounds; that’s a bucket of lard And losing that shouldn’t be so hard It’s turkey, pud and let’s not quibble A pretty frequent midnight nibble It’s one whole stone of belly fat Inflati......

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...Pondering how mockingly stupid the word 'cakery' is ~ I've just realised that 'bakery' is also a basic description. I'll trouble myself a while wondering if I've ever asked what either of them sell........

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...Café Watch Sitting in a café, watching life pass by. People rushing into shops; important stuff to buy. Groups of foreign workers, stopping, shaking hands; Local people......

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...One damaged cell can divide until it kills. For in the end we pay the rich man’s bills. The air polluted ravages and maims Now it’s cruelly late to curse and blame Oh sister how we playe......

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...Giggled with glee running down a cobblestone street, full of youths joy and always upbeat, there was football in the park with all the neighborhood kids, and daredevil bike jumps and attempting lo......

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...Expressionless faces from nondescript places Each to work races to go through their paces Mothers on day trips with Garrys and Tracys Hope to avoid unexpected disgraces Packed in like sardines ......

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...The lost class I was watching a program called “Vera” when I recalling I once I lived in the northwest of England. What I remember best was the greyness of the place. A council estate for the......

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...For our friend, Caren: RELAXATION OF FAERIE FOREST dosido, arm in arm through the pinefill of faeries. celebratory shakes, knowing nothing of masks. protected from human mistakes. clinking......

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...Guy Fawkes' Night By the middle of October the piles are growing. English weather fails to dampen childhood enterprise. Gangs traverse the streets in forage To drag, on broken prams, a hoard,......

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...Oh how I remember the lemon sun as it jittered through the morning sky the year was 1965, mom and dad became proud owners of our first home the address was painted in red over a plank of wood, ......

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