Sorted Poems - Poems about Sorted

for his majesty had sorted out strategy became tragedy...

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If I love you, I love from the core of my heart. If I hate, still it's from the core of my heart. You need help, my efforts are from the core of my heart. You out smart me, my revenge is from the core of my heart. If you are good to me, I shall be there...

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By the time you rolled up I'd been walking for a couple of hours, after the Grahamstown kids were probably done with their lunch. The back of your four-by-four was the most comfortable place I'd imagined I'd see that day. And after a few good jokes and some stupid ones too, you dropped me at the YMCA, promised to pick me up in an hour, and...

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Today I found a pack of holes with invisible surrounds I put them in a see through box in theory out of bounds If by chance you come across them please leave them as they are they're sorted for convenience so as not to look bizarre Treat them with respect and care so important is their place if not holed up away from sight they disappear...

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Dragged multitude of boxes out yesterday. Sorted them madly, pitching stuff willy-nilly. My husband offered to take it all away. Brought half back. Trusting him was really silly....

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Sorted and Escorted Then Deported Illegal immigrants all were sorted, Out and they had been escorted, Had occurred; Crying heard, Then did end up being deported. So sad seeing a father being deported; Crying children need to be comforted. Jim Horn Heart Break Big Mistake To me, had been become a big mistake; Ended up in bad feelings and heartbreak; Heard my son; Want it...

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England is surely not my homeland, But their accents and easy going ways, Makes me want to board a ship, Set Sail for better days! I wonder if they'll see the Queen, Phillip, Will, George or cute Kate? Perhaps I too will get the chance, Oh hurry Ship...Do..Not...Delay! Cheers!...

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Today is Easter and how pray tell; Did that chocolate rabbit hatch an egg? Not only that I say but his dropings are multi colored; And it taste like candy. There's little chance for a picnic at the park; Today is over cast and not very warm. But still I bet there are those who tried anyway; Tridiction is a hard habit...

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