Snowboard Poems - Poems about Snowboard

... Xander Cage, with his stunts, quite extreme, Said, "Rules? I just live out a dream!" He'd snowboard a wave, Then just casually rave, "This spy stuff's a wild, crazy scheme!" ©bfa032125 (V......

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...These roads have always been here. Wood to brick, brick to stone, changes with the coming times. Modernity but where did it come from? All of a sudden, walking along different paths that lead to the ......

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... The sun was up, what bright sunny day! A rabbit with a snowboard on its way. A daydreamer, lost in a song singing its tunes, all along. Till it realized the heat of May. ......

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...Shortest day, longest night Celebration of light Glistening ice and snow Temperatures low Bare trees Ponds freeze Dress warm Long sleeve uniform Cardigans and sweatshirts Goodbye mini s......

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...Let's play pretend Pretend you are the hero and I am the damsel in depression You sold me a magic future you'd crafted out of fool's gold And I fell into the shimmer A siren song in rough se......

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...Stage song of all seasons Story hymns from gold pens Snazzy rhymes on snowboard Syllables spring in tens School of steaming smith’s words Smooth sounds to straight fourteen Spectators- all smit......

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...Pluto, the forgotten planet Mars is a stony planet, too big for its own good those who go there have to live indoors as it has no air to breath life for the brave must be tedious looking a reddi......

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...Date my wife While I Renegocate my Lovetract Don't treat my Wife like it's a Contract Hi welcome to the All Pro Wrestling Specail Edition We have exciting Action scheduled The exciting......

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...It's been four years since I've seen so much as an insignificant mountain creek. I've been overburdened with comfort, now frantic with nature withdrawals and having to settle for photos found on Goog......

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...“How come they all have Toothpick Legs?” She wonders aloud, face furrowing into a deep red frown. “And mine are so big?” “Genetics. Look at me and Mom.” OK, I’m a blockhead. Seven-year old......

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...She likes to snowboard I'm a beast on skis She is about the cold Summer works best for me Her cranberry spiked absolute My scotch is on the rocks She's thick, artistic, astute I'm a chip off the old......

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...Poet: Ken Jordan Poem: White Boys Edited by: Sparkle Jordan written: August/1995 I want to do  just like the white boys do - Wear six hundred dollar shoes, and dress in the fines......

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...It's been four years since I've seen so much as an insignificant mountain creek. Been overburdened with comfort, now frantic with nature withdrawals, having to settle for photos found on Google Image......

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...when upon grasping in the fridge for a bottle of hot sauce amidst the myriad of styles collected for the taste, her/his hand grasped hold of a teriyaki hot sauce, something of which s/he him/herself ......

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...HOME. By Ted Bundy There is a place not far from here where purple maggots are the size of deer, pink frogs are there wearing bowties and hats, now put your hands together for the rolling skating r......

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