Spreaders Poems - Poems about Spreaders

...This was the way it was In my childhood days With ancient and tried Crop farming ways. Up to the ankles in slurry, Muck fork in hand, Ready to spread manure To fertilise the land. No tractor ......

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...5/25/22 Living in the nether Couldn't keep it together For a long time wore a fetter Remaining tethered Occasionally got tarred and feathered To your expectations I lost interest if I'll ever......

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...Thee attacks on the unvaxxed are insane and unmatched . Thank you to propaganda spreaders. both International and national,fear mongering spreaders. Eighty year old nan gets face slapped w......

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...Oh, from what demented mind was born A thing so pointless as a lawn? Surely some old eccentric lord In a mansion, born both rich and barmy, Who could so lavishly afford A mighty artful minion ......

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...Beyond the Black Fence By Sy Roth The land lay fallow Beyond the black fence. Growth once dressed in a white blanket of hoar in winter landscapes Lush in summer months Deer speckled backdro......

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...Monty Python taught me, the more outrageous the better Brits were born with giggle genes, the rest got aged cheddar Being a Canuck Was partly in luck My genes, though worn, are still Brit......

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...They never cover their mouths. They come in sneezing and hacking. They are germ-mobiles, and I am stuck with them They are walking disease-spreaders she hissed. Not in a whisper, but more like a ......

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...Monty Python taught me, the more outrageous the better Brits were born with giggle genes, the rest got aged cheddar Being a Canuck Was partly in luck My genes, though worn, are still Brit......

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...Help me save the children from rage and hopelessness, Bring your optimistic lanterns, and your jubilant joy sticks. Meet me in a half hour in the gazebo in the park. Bring all the children you c......

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...They once were men, but not these days. See their quest for power in their starving gaze. A people once so, prospered and proud. Since then let in, much dark they've allowed. A thirst unquenche......

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...I browsed thro' an old Sears-Roebuck Catalogue the other day. The necessaries shown in its pages would be antiquities today. It illustrated harness, horse shoes, things to tend horse's withers, An......

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...Some poets write with a rapier blade, meaning to cut a thing down to its bare-boned ism. Others write of fanciful affairs with a voice as silk is, to a fair maiden’s slip. Some write from t......

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...Looking aloft Envisioned dream Dawn at Sea Tides crash abeam Seas mystery Attempts to bend Ready bow Sails to mend Backstay about Apparent wind A close reach Clew torn within Naviga......

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