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Rates Poems - Poems about Rates

Aint Bout Nothing
...Wagyner: the Greatest Bull of all time! I herd him speak these words, these clearest of defintions this bull was meant to salvage this Ranchers reputation and to increase the valaue of his prod......

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Categories: rates, analogy, character, creation, engagement,
Form: Ballade
Saffa Jaffas spill like Seville
... If you don’t play the big three There’s no way You should be seen In the final of the WTC That’s what’s been heard Mean baggie greens Have a word Indians chagrin din Sim......

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Categories: rates, sports,
Form: Rhyme



Premium Member California Exodus
... ~California Exodus~ No, I do not seek your agreement! After living in California, I find a predicament. It feels like I have a brain filled with acrid cement! ......

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Categories: rates, chicago, emotions,
Form: Rhyme
Poignant Post Office
... The scent of paper, aged and slightly worn, A quiet hum where stories have been born. The postal office stands, a steadfast keep, Where whispered secrets travel in their sleep. Behind th......

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Categories: rates, nostalgia,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Suspicious Upper
... Planned a pretty picnic, yet didn’t predict Pigs begged - please eat us Allocated table had laid out a feisty feast Mince never been seen since Rolled in cracklin......

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Categories: rates, absence, angst, betrayal, bullying,
Form: Free verse



THEY KNOW IT
...I know their fears. I know their cravings. I know their reflexes. I know their thoughts. They know that I know who they are. I am exactly like them, but with a dose of Pan-African melanin. I’ve......

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Categories: rates, 12th grade,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member THE ABSURDITY OF WARRING FOR PEACE
...Evilly absurd, Bombing lives doesn’t win peace; Just wishful power:- War and peace are antonyms. You can’t make them synonyms:- War can not bring peace, Just collateral damage, And high deat......

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Categories: rates, allegory, death, life, love,
Form: Tanka
Premium Member There's a dead horse in my bathtub
...I resist the urge to write of what I allegedly know for I am unsure of where I gathered the information and therefor unsure of whether I know it or not. As you can see this poses a strange conundrum......

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Categories: rates, humor,
Form: Prose
Back In My Day
...Whenever I would go to my mother, Regardless of the bother, Prices of sweets, housing, jobs, Dangers on the street, or other bits and bobs, She would give me advice so bold, Befor......

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Categories: rates, age, death, growing up,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Poetry Time
... Poetry time Every line chimes Stop on a dime A buck for a rhyme What’s a meta for Similes are, like, a bore A terzanelle’s attractive Tho a vi......

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Categories: rates, humor, inspirational, metaphor, poetry,
Form: Rhyme
desires a painful train
...syrup spit in my ear teaching me how to slide and she the hip hop record out the san francisco's out of the san francisco hurdled dirty exchange rates mastering the filthy turn broken horn......

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Categories: rates, boyfriend, clothes, engagement,
Form: Blank verse
major storm on the horizon reported from the forecastle
...major storm on the horizon reported from the "Fo'c'sle" Though forever being a landlubber a vision analogous to the nether world deep within the bowels of the Earth immensely distant from the s......

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Categories: rates, absence, anxiety, destiny, god,
Form: Free verse
Guess who loved me so much
...Would you like to play a guess game? What kind of the person would be like Based on the following verbal comments Made by people from all walks of life? "A lousy parent, who had never driven a ......

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Categories: rates, life, truth, words,
Form: Free verse
I Know What It's Like
... I used to have a recurring dream In it, I was running  I mean, I was attempting to flee  From a man with a gun Who tried to shoot me Terror was gripping me When my legs went numb, and I stumb......

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Categories: rates, conflict, dark, dream, fate,
Form: Ballad
Bhami
...Bhami Slow down take a run Wobbly—?dribble?— dabble addled eye balls gawking at.. what is that? First encounter of the second kind Clanging?—?clinging?—?cloistering—?changin co......

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Categories: rates, absence, allusion, angst, betrayal,
Form: Free verse

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