Scrips Poems - Poems about Scrips

...My itchy bloodshot eyes behold with joy sunshine and blue skies. Like faucets, nostrils flow, yet scents of spring I’ll relish each day as I walk to and fro. We allergy victims have our ways......

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...The meaning of “emergency” Should not require discussion. Ignoring one, you’d think, would have An instant repercussion. Today, though, some “emergencies” Are not what we once thought. A hosp......

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...I walked a long time on this earth with blinkers on my eyes When one day suddenly I was struck by a bolt from the sky Hey you down there what do you think of yourself? I’m going to take away your ......

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