Reddy Poems - Poems about Reddy

...When I was a child Princes and knights rescued girls And women who were also called girls Back in the day Boys were boys Men were men Girls were girls Women were girls too Girls waited fo......

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...One of my favorite songs The only one I want sung at my funeral Puff the Magic Dragon Sung by Helen Reddy She may also want to sing I am Woman Except she is gone now, but never far away She bro......

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...At my funeral they will be playing Helen Reddy “I am woman, hear me roar!” Cher’s “Gypsy’s, Tramps and Thieves” And Adam Lambert. I love all his stuff! I will be sitting behind my grandchildren, s......

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...The concert of my dreams would include Cher and Tina Turner. Throw in Andy Williams, Perry Como and the Glen Miller Orchestra Adam Lambert, Jessie Blaze Snider and Lady Gaga will be doing solos. W......

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...Fake sugar fake taste Fake flavor fake aroma Fake People fake hospitality Fake love fake encounter Fake knowledge fake brady Bye Keerthi bye Reddy.......

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...Helen Reddy, Cher, Bette Midler, Tina and Reba have all inspired me Showing me women can be more than I thought women could be. I am inspired by Adam Lambert and his predecessor Freddy Mercury. Th......

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...I am woman hear me roar Helen Reddy 1970's I cannot hear it often enough The NOW movement She has unwittingly penned the feminist anthem I think it is in the bag To this day I cannot believe ......

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...Caren was a poet, an artist, a painter, a player. She played mostly with children For they delighted her All the days of her life Her own children grew up, so she taught school So she could p......

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... We're nearing the end of another year But this one feels different than before As we mourn our heroines and hero's Hearts of family and friends are sore There's Eddy, Pete and Peter G......

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...I am a woman (not Helen Reddy) I am from London I am uneducated I am an individual I am unique I am passionate I am trustworthy I am forthright I am concerned for others I am often away with......

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...Dawn, Angie, Glori and Dale — model citizens led the way to their stage, all the rage for seconds in time. cool of Dawn Dolls — icons of the seventies, for teeny-tiny bills a girl c......

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...keep the music sorrowfully low, so big daddy doesn’t hear. the shadowy figures, surrender and whisper in your ear. the psychedelic colors flow like the sea foam beat. Angie, your c......

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...I awoke a clock and watched it countdown towards known silence, I arose and given the floor the reason for its presence, Day spent amidst the greenery moored to tawny sturdiness, Morning sun entic......

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...It began with green eyes Hair that blew redness That lingered from somebody else, A smile that gave rise to a sun Cheeks that gave the moon its glow, That lingered on somebody else, ......

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...To the end, the Home will uproot itself in nomadic urge - The Flesh will ache to lift as paper from its delicate strands with their reddy pulse, to float off as the slip of a dove and bask with ......

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