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Ryder Poems - Poems about Ryder


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Triviality concentrated static Overture to...

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Categories: ryder, analogy, crazy,
Form: Acrostic
To Ryder
For days that turn into months I live with you, glazed over my pupils. I see you in everything....

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Categories: ryder, child, grief, relationship, sad,
Form: Free verse



Sue Ryder
I found a site that helps with grief, Sue Ryder helps you turn a new leaf, People talk they help and listen, Every topic you'll find nowt missing, With every stage of a personal story People's problems in all there glory, Without much wait someone will answer, Leave a comment on bereavement or cancer, Some just glance , Move...

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Categories: ryder, bereavement, cancer, grief,
Form: Rhyme
Sheena Ryder
Basically I am making a sundae out of my vajina hahahahahaha. Yeah, this is the normal recipe.. We need to spice up things Don. (kithay masala ghat kithay bohta) Note.Suk Suk Suk sehnil Kohleen....

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Categories: ryder, abuse, anger, evil, fire,
Form: Imagism
Up At Ryder Cup
Reservations are made years in advance of the event. Provisions from suppliers worldwide are globally sent. Sponsors enthusiastically devote their resources spent. Attendees eager to share stories of when they went. Seeing the epic golf rivalry as US versus Europe engages. Gentlemen eager to be highlighted in golf history’s pages. Ryder Cup performances to be remembered for...

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Categories: ryder, appreciation, business, golf, society,
Form: Rhyme



Chyno the Thug Ryder
You were a Man who had a tough exterior, Even having street mentality your Heart was superior. Like a Knight on a shiny steed, You were there for everyone who was in need and treated Women like a Queen. Although the truth on why you were taken from us is and most likely shall remain a mystery, Inside...

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Categories: ryder, bereavement, death, death of
Form: ABC
Quequeg [for Albert Pinkham Ryder]
QUEQUEG [for Albert Pinkham Ryder] albert ate soup albert ate steak albert ate meat most any meat not over 3 days due albert ate soup on the 4th day and died albert was the greatest artist this nation has ever produced i guess that means he produced himself. live alone die alone...

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Categories: ryder, allegory
Form: Light Verse

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