Sabres Poems - Poems about Sabres

...You call her a mother; she lives on earth I sensed the level of her duty With due regard of honour, she: a mirth I call her the murdered yet a beauty All the pains of living for another All m......

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...So tired of hearing about this country or that Rattling their sabres for conquest As intelligent adults, isn't it time we grew up And stop this silly nonsense......

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...And in that darkness when i am blind with what i can't forget the shivering cold prods at the numb with ill effect lies give the darkness substantiate carnivorous hunger fed on crumbling memo......

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...Stashed with programs recorded, which, condensed on universal files Will tell them very little of what they don’t know and may never know In this lifetime or the next heaven, in this orbit or the n......

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...Ten times ten they march to battle each with brethren by there side rifles raised, and sabres rattle as ten good men were felled and died. Nine times ten push on for glory through hell of fire with......

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...they come from above when we don’t look cloud people with their glass hearts of malady aerial brothers of vultures and moonshiners inborn fauvists of overcrowd seas they’re here for the sad gir......

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...Awaking blithe each morning, with eyes upon the World, I wonder, are we mourning with ebon flags unfurled – or are they but a warning, some draped like snakes and curled, stray stars and stripe......

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...===================================== Can any here recall my name? Intoned by plenty years ago, today I'd say but for a game they play, not many here may know! But here I stand and there you......

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...Un appel – Translation of Oodgeroo Noonuccal’s « An Appeal » by T. Wignesan Les hommes d’Etat qui ourdissent les lois de la nation Munis du pouvoir pour contraindre ceux qui résistent, Guidez......

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...How good to see you, Mon Ami. At last me meet, You and me. Pull out your saber Sharp and slender Prepare to duel May our hits not be tender You coat is wet, I bid Bonsoir Good bye you fi......

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...Whenever it seems that peace may break out, Sabres start rattling, and brave leaders shout: “Are you talkin' to me?” “Are you talkin’ to me?” And the sh!t hits the fan, so we all can s......

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...Sorry, but there ain't no John William's sound tract light sabres flashin kick ass Storm Troopers or Death Star loomin. Not like that at all just a feeling nothing matters and if it did I......

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...Three cousins played a “game’ of war A map of Europe spread across the floor No adults there to keep the score As each of them wanted more and more Three of four empires lay upon that map As t......

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...The sun makes me feel warm. Twirling flags makes me feel dedicated. Writing makes my mind wonder. Drawing makes me feel free. Getting a good grade makes me feel accomplished. Being a mentor make......

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...For his fifth birthday, Heathcliff Received a toy sword and sheath With bubble mixture inside from His absent-minded Uncle Keith. It seemed an ideal gift. Heathcliff tingled with pride, Blowi......

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