Scalps Poems - Poems about Scalps

... Be dark or fair, folk have pride in their hair Although often hair leads one to despair Finding it's tousled and tied up in knots after sleeping upon one's precious locks. Or whe......

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...Oh circular scrunchie How are you ? You have been tangled up in women’s hair For far too long Scratching the long curly beads Of millions of youngish females worldwide For decades now Connect......

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...snakes on a wall rattlers all three no pictures or any pretty things just demon scalps no they're not evil I ate the big one he was old and rough three days from pay day half a tank two sh......

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...There’s a scoundrel in the wings He’s drunk again hear him sing For whisky is the taste for him And his songs the wind to me brings In his day no one to him could match And women thought him q......

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...Hunted for their scalps they had to run long distances forever retreating into to the heated lung of copper canyon (the last outpost of heaven). Today they mind their own sowing charred fiel......

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...Beddie bye boo ski time for yours truly and/or the missus Found us abed thee twelfth day of December, cuz yours truly still felt dehydration, physical fatigue and soreness, which possibly li......

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...I. When he was born he was named Reid Gibson, and his parents weren’t the richest of folk, didn’t have money to buy land back east, so off to the great frontier they did go. This was way back ......

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...callously the world had split two hemispheres disconnected scalps and war chests decorated glamorous uniforms heaving with medals speechless arithmetic spacious troops on the map her mind ......

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...Man Isle From Russia with love ten thousand missiles All for NATO the US Europe and Ukraine Forged in battle ordered fired by Putin New way to do things poor cold soldiers Sent to battle warm th......

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...He picked up the cloak that had fallen from Elijah and went back and stood on the bank of the Jordan. 2 Kings 2:13 A gang of youths jeered at Elisha, Elijah’s protégé… “Go on up, you baldh......

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...Beddie bye boo ski time for yours truly and/or the missus (joining "Wynken, Blynken and Nod" at figurative drop of hat even if yours truly immediately woke from his slumbers). When zapped of......

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...Our oath is our soul keeping our joys are from smoking and drinking, from the cannabis we cultivate a seeing a laughter from the suffering a tear for the living memory from the raw uncut winer......

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...Fantastical monsters. Real or imagined? No difference. Gangster style, their grim gargoyle faces head straight toward me. Served with a bit of terror, they surround me. Devils? Demons? Anti-Christ......

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...Autumns leaves fall from a tree Swiftly drifting further from me Autumn feels of home Out of pace breathing under bone Lay here hurting itching bleeding Just a life distracted releasing Althoug......

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...WHAT TO TEACH YOUR CHILDREN Do not lament to your ward about The dark cloud that blocks your sky, Let them see it as a peg that draws you Closer to the topmost of your victory. Never Should ......

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