Sander Poems - Poems about Sander

...by Max Burchett Isn’t it what we all want to be? Someone who all can see Is stronger and braver, Man of steel or greater. Could that be you, or me? What I know it seems Is ......

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...Once there was a handsome fiddler named George Who always played love songs at nearby gorge In his passionate playing A red frog came out singing Sounded like, “ Crack my crooked croak with sorg......

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...Allegro Crystal decanter, wine in a glass. Tabletop woodwinds court candlestick brass. Fine sterling service, stems in a vase. High-tone enamel meets low double bass. Pale yellow roses, peaches......

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..."Reno Catto kitty cat ah ya'll cussin ya'll cussin dat song say badword how to be a whore by ya side pussie fo cash shake dat thang shake dat thang women shakin day azz top of dez get o......

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...When you sort decades of electric cables from that box hidden away It reminds of disentangling neurons haphazardly fired at random It’s a beautiful day and you’re in it among sea saw and hamme......

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...Our latest product is the Viv mark one, please stop and take a gander, coated with skin of medium grit and an ass like an orbital sander. Adjustable nozzle to help you reach in all those hard to......

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...Lazy Summer Day Forget the beads of sweat running down your face The thousands of pests that occasionally invade your space, The salty stinging sensation in your eyes Just enjoy this weather an......

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...Handy Man I am some handy man I say to myself So I grab the sander From off of the shelf I grab the sandpaper I tighten the belt When they see what I’ve done Their hearts will just melt I’......

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...Facing the horizon It is you that I watch without seeing you Its your lips that I taste without kissing you Its those arms that I feel without your embrace On the sand,my lonely footprints But somewh......

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...There's a knack to carving wood that most don't have. It's the way whatever you're carving changes in position and expression with the pictures in the grain, Even a shock of hair twists fro......

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...I deeply loved, my granny New, The first to show me, she loved me too, I remember in, my childhood days, Together we had, very special ways, To pass the hot, hot summer days. We would go swimm......

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