Short Paleface Poems

Pilgrims aboard the Mayflower
As sails made the most of the breeze
Longed to make home in a brave new land
Enduring the most vicious seas
Finally, anchored they ‘trod’ Plymouth rock
And not one was in a bikini
Conflict with locals would rage on and on
Eventually there would be Chablis...

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Big Chief Red Cloud
Man of no little fame
Advising the Paleface
How a child got its name.
It is given by a mother
From the first thing they see
After giving birth and 
First leaving their teepee 

For my own mother
What caught her eye
Was a beautiful sunset
And the colour of the sky

Over there Is my daughter
Little White Fawn
From a deer and her calf
Seen that very first dawn.
Sometimes of course 
Tradition can be irritating
Sat by her side is my son
Two Dogs Copulating....

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