Short Book Poems
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its has taste
money not waste
get it while it hot
be apart of the lot
and a face on the block
its
WORLD BOOK STOCK
its a test you can't rest
to earn you must learm
be stern and frim
you must get mind hook
thats the
POWER OF A BOOK
He ordered a book from Amazon.com
It was delivered three weeks later
By two very large
And very tall women
With spears
Common and Book Sense
Just because he had
Book sense doesn't mean he's with
Any common sense.
Jim Horn, Soothsayer
A book
is a treasure chest
that opens up to a new world
in the zone of eternity
where all fly
to their soul's content
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So this
Old book
On poetry
Said
That
Free verse
Will become
The future
And its all
I write
So I got it right?
The twists and turns of an old tree’s body;
stories in a wooden case;
pages in Earth’s diary.
i have a stack
on my rack
am hook
on books
i read like no one
els kept this under youe
belt
theyer on my
BOOK SHELF
Form:
Life is a book
Some chapters are sad
Some chapters are interesting
Read the pages 'till the end
To know the real story.
I’ll bring a good book to read
But, sir, there’s free Wi-Fi and coffee
~ Everything a normal person needs
have some say
what happen yesterday
put it down
let it get around
take time kept this in mind
ok get hook
WRITE A BOOK
Perfect Book
The Bible is a perfect book
That everyone should read
Be inspired and get hooked-
On life’s Greatest Bread
The book of beauty
Has a poem
Written in our
Tears of joy
And tells the story of life
Swirling in the hands of time.
I felt like a book
very tired old and worn out
needing rest on shelf.
Book About Brief Creating Relief
book through we would leaf
was about a prepared brief
that caused much relief
Jim Horn
you read this
some thing don't excist
you read that
mind move like a rat
so be smart like cat
get hook
READ THE GOOD BOOK
is htis just a love meal
or is it real
or one night appeal
or is it just looks
thats hook\
from above
on
STORY BOOK LOVE
In the deep of night
I open the Book of Psalms
And recall the light
That dwels in all living bengs,
Even in my troubled heart.
Sloth is the deadliest of sins
or so my Grandma told me
But spying me in a book again,
Helpless! She couldn't scold me!
I went to the bank for some cash
But tellers were having a gnash
The ATM died
The Manager cried
And said he'd be back in a flash
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Form:
In fields or the meadow
or the brook
To angst to joy
May I dine tonight
With only my book
you read
to recived
its a good deed
the mind feed
time to burn
than go learm
get hook
don't waste time
A BOOK
AND THE MIND
A forceful pace, it's not a race,
When reading just for pleasure;
Your book is due, you never knew,
More time is what you treasure;
hate cause of my race
or my face
cuse way i dress
and your mess
this i contest
and will complate
your part of
THE BOOK OF HATE