Rackety Poems - Poems about Rackety

...She gets up each morning, her limbs heavy, her body reluctant to follow the commands of her mind. She moves through the motions because that’s what she’s supposed to do. Get up, eat, go through the......

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...Rickety rackety ruffled ridiculous Rhine, Make her hair stick out like a ball of twine Let it fall out on the floor and in church too Put a permanent skunk in her chimney wazoo Make her look si......

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...Rickety rackety rattletrap Ralph Swiftly splattered and splashed his way south Tattering and transferring two trucks in a tunnel Undermining Uncle Uric’s ferocious fire funnel Slickly sideswiping......

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...I used to get all the cleaning done when my husband was at work Then when he came home he could relax without a lot of extra noise a good thing too, because his nine TV sets make enough racket n......

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...Little heart do not worry today is just another day, mountains may seem mighty but you will leap for sure... Little ears do not worry tomorrow is near, thunders of cries seem rackety but you......

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...Remember the walk we had at a dawn? You mocked the fog and sang me a song I cursed the cascade for being so rackety You cursed the wind for being so wheezy Arms in arms, walking and dancing......

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...Today my heart is obscurely tenebrous, It no longer dances to your a cappella heartbeats, Neither does it tune to the acoustic of your heart, It has ceased skipping a beat in a fashionable art. ......

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...Empty House Weather beaten, sun-baked Rickety, rackety siding, Falling apart, worn of age Tucked away midst bushes and brambles, Rattling windows and dusty ledges Battled the cold wintry bree......

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...All he is rackety-raggedy walking the streets. Talking about things that are conflicting. His mind has been captured by the wrongful deeds of people. He has been cheated and depleted of his meanin......

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...Rolling down the dusty unmade road Over the rackety bridge we rode A slow trickle of water under it flowed Driving on even though the road narrowed Tranquillity not at all overshadowed Room to breat......

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...Now that I'm older there are things that I remember that make me smile Riding on the back of my fathers truck on our way to the creek for a dip. That ole' truck-shook, creaked, wobbled at every ......

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...I was walking down at Green-bank park Rather frightened as it was dark There I fell into this ditch And came across the most gruesome witch At first she scared me half to death As she sat there ......

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