Short Francois Poems

Charles Francois Gounod
gave the music world a prod
With clarity&urgency
Opera became his usp...

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Farmer's son Jean-Francois -MilletM
known rural scenes in his day
Small scale reflections were his thing
medetative art he did bring...

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Jean Francois Millet ,a realist
picturing  peasants ,did not desist
Quiet time prayer 'The Angelus'*
more evangelical than strict religious


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We pardon to the extent that we love. (Francois de La Rochefoucauld)

I've forgiven you
No, you didn't ask for it
Can't breathe without you

Eileen Manassian Ghali...

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F-aith
R-equires
A-ction
N-icely
C-hanging
O-bscurity
I-nto
S-hining

Y-ielded
V-ictory
O-nce
N-otorious
N-egativity
E-xits

Topic: Birthday of Francois Yvonne (April 25) 
Form: Vertical Monocrostic...

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F-rontliners
R-epulse
A-ilment's
N-otorious
C-orona
O-nce
I-mmunity
S-tops

Y-ucky
V-irus
O-f
N-astily
N-efarious
E-pidemic

Topic: Birthday of Francois Yvonne (April 25) 
Form: Vertical Monocrostic...

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I have a moustache with a curl at its ends
                   Accompanied with small hair on my chin

                      I wear a suit that's black in color 
           And sunglasses that make me look like a counselor

                     I am French with a funny English accent 
          With a heart filled with love that shines with the crescent
                              
                           I am Francois the French Guy!!...

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Since the power of essence, drawing upon the bud.
Cigarette powder, a drawing of ash from fire.
We live to do, to see, to hear.
Spinning in circles, hence, we jump and live.
The stage of stages, the power of the powers.
Hence, the jump, jump-all-round
Essences of Jumping - Hence, all-round, all-here.
When the Francois of Francais is here.
All-round, the smell of success.
Glitter of the butterfly, to a glimmer.
When the sub-zero temperature, glimmer....

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The Tahitian sparrows won't sip,
The Albatross won't dive deep,
The pelican, the islander
Poorer than before,
Has to suffer and keep...
The agony...inside him and her,
And the world at large is watching,
The tyranny...
The imperialism that was once before,
Here it comes once again,
To poison your rips,
French foe..Foe,
Three two one go...bang!
Spare me Francois, it is Joe...
Who would suffer...
Go general...just go,
Deep...deep and on the surface blow...

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