Rec Poems - Poems about Rec

... I do foolish things when I'm blue when I'm sad and missing you I do foolish things like dancing all night foolish things drinking everything in sight foolish things shopping til I drop......

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...Richard was quiet this morning..He sat listening to the Part of the world around him, there was thd odd bird Call the muted ticking of the clock in the hall, he looked A the dark t v screen, that ......

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...During finals week, I’d spent days on various reports and papers, scribbling in the margins of notes and books, checking facts, revising flashcards and prepping with friends. I’ve an unshakable faith......

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...I do foolish things when I’m blue when I’m sad and missing you I do foolish things like dancing all night foolish things drinking everything in sight foolish things shopping til I drop fo......

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...Obituary The following notice recently appeared in the Toad Suck Monthly News Express. The management apologizes for the tardiness of its publication: Ms. Villonia Beebe has passed awa......

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...i found him we roam through the rec room two avatars dodging balls shooting bows and arrows even grabbing donuts from the counter no calories in that ......

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...The rec was where we dug sandy tunnel dens in danger of collapse.There I fired my catapult on a group of three children some distance away as I hid behind a willow tree not far from the passa......

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...• Prayer Sustains • She sits in a straight-back chair, unmoving, Slumped slightly to the left. They have seated her with others All sitting in a straight line in the rec room, Attending a......

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...The movers came to clean out my house, And said to one another “Let’s remove ALL the furniture! The baby carriage and accessories have served their purpose. That old stuff is nothing but clutter......

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...You stank, and poo was once revealed when pants were pulled in playing field. Hard round briquettes, quite dry, like dung with straw sun-hard and undigested. All kinds of unkind taunts and silly......

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...674 Santa Rosa my childhood home for almost 10 years was 674 Santa Rosa Berkeley California A five bedroom adobe California home on the side of a hill at the bottom of the Berkeley hil......

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...Joe Doakes packed a pistol for protection Tucked away in his pants, 'scaped detection -- Had a girl named Meg Who flashed him some leg -- Joe's pistol turned into an e-rec-tion......

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...by Bob Moore © 2019 >>>> Oh England bloody England, a land 0f Poms and rain Oh I wish that I could be, back in my England once again To see my friends and......

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...Grow Up. Oh why oh why Did we have to grow up? I was happy as Larry And a pig in muck When I was just a baby Everyone would stop and smile And say things like ‘’oh isn’t he cute’’ But no......

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...Spring's luster is dewed anew each morning While Summer moods doom fear of Winter's cost. 'Til Fall, the redness sender gives us warning That soon Winter's spider redips...

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