Shaker Poems - Poems about Shaker

storm gust shook the tree pecans scattered on the ground my favorite pie...

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Why those clammy hands of lasting grief For an owner of a handkerchief? Then, you are a forgetful kind, Who few things keep in mind. A full right I have to know Or fully annoyed I shall grow The last careless contact by your hand Now, about to unleash microbial harm. Why not often The Disinfectant By you thought rather exorbitant? A clogged...

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For some, It’s Margaritaville My town is called Martini It’s not so very hard to find in fact, it’s too damn easy Just hang a left on Shaker Street, the one right after Gin Then find Vermouth, go...

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Emboldened metal torso dusts her in pink Himalayan flecks Her mahogany neck persuaded to turn in his grip Rendering fragrant dark bite from her deep spice chest The two infused together perfect a harmonious marriage Her mahogany neck persuaded to turn in his grip Seasoning lamb's tendered flesh, in a glistening delight The two infused together perfect a harmonious marriage Chef, shaker,...

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M-over and shaker person E-agerly persuades the gray; L-eading the way to mirth, Y-es, toward the better day. G-reat shaker and mover person A-ims to influence the blue; L-ooking for a pleasant place, L-iving in a lovely view. A-s the third of September M-eets the rising beacon; O-pening the morning for S-haker and mover person....

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when my body is done put me in an oven and bury my ashes in a sea salt shaker scatter me sparingly as you would a fine condiment in a recipe into your daily life during its preparation so that we may add the flavor and the texture of the past when it is all gone you can refill the sea salt shaker...

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There are many in our capital Who share the same genome They prefer to follow Liars in that hollow But there’s a fix to that So see if you can swallow Punching holes in the dome. I’d then pick up that capital And flip it upside-down And wouldn’t it be nice To shake it once or twice So all the brain-less grains Of sugar, salt, and spice Pour...

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Ha, is Life a joy killer? A sore loser? A penny pincher? A dream wrecker? A home breaker? Or is it a wisecracker? A joker? A safe cracker? A bushwhacker? A hell raiser? A heaven buster? Or maybe, a trekker? A way marker? A banker? An anchor? A timer? Nah...Life is God's supreme Lekker!...

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Think of yourself as a grain of salt in Gods, filled with love salt shaker Salt he adds to his eternal soup enhancing with love he savors There are a very few grains close up to the top They,the innocent ones are the first to drop Also many others in this big ole salt shaker Poured to the exact...

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