Son Of A Poems - Poems about Son Of A

128 Gallon of Milk "The unique medium" Castile Dermal they spoke as his name. They said he was an original person with some great ideas. He refused to see past the frustration of the word can't. Some saw him as a great person , nut others either needly wished him to fail or go away. He would use his knowledge of science to make better conditions were historically people who had needed...

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When I ask him, 'Do you really love me'? He thinks and says, 'Sure I always say 40-love when I play tennis with you'. Whenever I come home happy after my shopping spree, He reminds me, 'Honey, Money does not grow on tree'. Whenever I need some help in household chores, He reminds me that his work domain is outdoors. Whenever...

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your life wasn't easy I was nine that morning your battered face you said you ran into a clothesline pole but it was a tank the same one I ran into when you took us away I should have been angry at him, not you you gave your children a life sacrificed everything yet I never not even now fully realized what a strong, courageous...

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I might wash up fine now I might dress well now But I'll still be a son of a farmer Son of a laborer who has to work hard So forgive me if I don't fit in your class I came from grasses before riches And i learnt to be humble, not just the word For all what we...

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If you were born a son of a gun Life for you would not be fun Because you'll never know your Dad Or who was he if you had? He could have been anyone. You poor bastard Son of a Gun!...

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When I let one loose in the elevator I felt like a fart battling, a mitigator he said, "you couldn't hold it until later?" I said, "it just ran away, what a traitor!" when I got to my desk, I fanned it out while all the workers changed their rout ...

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Do not blame the bearer of the bad news – A gun doesn’t kill by itself or a knife, Nor a video game or hostile views; An evil act is but wrought by a mind’s strife. You may foster a sapling or stunt its growth and see it’ll be a vine or an oak tree; like the mind of a child...

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Father and son in the same world, facing opposite directions both consciences battle it out in the ring beneath the palace if his father won’t be in hell, he will be five minutes late a man of no honour, less reverenced than his own white horse this young man hawks kindness to his people to see the difference but...

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thinking only we being human but not humane were the only species able to do what some say is the unspeakable but now i know because I've heard the songs sung knowing now why they sound so sad as the words and the whales travel across the ocean blue to tell all that they no longer want to splish splash take a bath but wail their swimmingly goodbyes by committing suicide by beach...

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Apt 4 Black Door Next Door neighbors moved out Week before last Citing strange noises Rotten stench and an unruly pet And the fact they had never seen , spoken nor met Human nature is to speculate But why waste the energy and time No foul, No crime Until the door is kicked in And the body's are found Lying face down As the children...

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There once was a brave son of a gun Who would pull his own trigger for fun He saw a school shooter Whom he shot and neutered -- That brave son's gun sure got the job done!...

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Knives fly cows and chickens die new world translations morality always a test abandoned sons the fathers crimes exposed cursed by a closed mind brainwashed by voices in the sky mathematics begin to multiply only then will fathers repent and children rejoice animals roam free all the living have precious souls...

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I'm the son of a gun. You can call me the son of Sam. I kill, Bang, bang, you're dead.. I kill. therefore I am. I remember my own sweet home, where I never suffered loss, and the holy rifle on the wall slung just beneath the Cross. No earthly power is my master. No thing can hold me in awe. To legal...

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You fooled me once... but you can't fool me twice You've done something stupid... that's not very nice You tailored a lie... you did not accidentally miss a stitch You fooled me on purpose... you rotten son of a ….. After all these years... I believed in your trust And now, low and behold... your...

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The more i while away your loss The less I get my point across Depending on whose point of view The side of my brain You choose to listen too Nothing new here I have not reinvented the wheel I would not be granted a fresh appeal The evidence has not changed I was not framed I have simply exhausted my...

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