Squaws Poems - Poems about Squaws

...Here is cross-eyed Eagle Stripe Dog Mongrel Luckily he cannot see his own donkey like face consternation galore when he is afoot nonsensical war paints make other braves snicker squaws consider h......

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...Long tennis matches stretch on and on for love of deuce, While endless freight trains mercifully end with a little red caboose. Domestic snits could be shortened dramatically with a fruit juice t......

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...The world is strange with it's customs and laws They're meant to be bent when we eat at the trough Within reason I mean Not too extreme Not overboard stuff like molesting young squaws<>...

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...Hannah, I haven't seen or heard you cry not in the gray of winter day or in the cold silence of our prisoner nights, the others can hardly keep up with you on the marches your face is changeless ......

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...She frowned at him, still dressed in his skins, then cast her gaze upon sweet Nell. “Why do you bring a savage with you? Long, lost, little brother, do tell?” Prent knew this would be a hard sell......

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...It’s time, by now, we did away with nations. I tell you, hand on heart beneath the flag, This jingo jag has now become a drag. Those puerile patriotic palpitations had meaning only when we lived ......

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...We are hours into the mountain riverway, the current unfriendly to us paddling earlier had simply strained the men to burning exhaustion, those who have the shoulder strength are paddling the two ......

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...Now that December has descended with it's roots of ice and skies of snow our timber fortress is a sanctuary of ethnographic enlightenment and embassy that entreats the exchange of craftsmanship, ......

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...In the setting sun the Sioux Tepees look like vandalized pyramids, the Tetons themselves appear as though angels raped by the savagery of centuries yet noble in barbaric beauty and warrior ethos, ......

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...The day seemed no different From the ones that pasted before Heat, dust and wind Made living here a chore We haven't had a drop of rain For as long as I remember It seems to me 12 years ago ......

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...Raised on promises ? Trip the wire where nothing remains... An east coast orphanage and red coats, fighting for her republic Dolls in rags their quivering lips these salty tears Eurydice a crazy life......

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...There was a Red Indian Chief his name was Raging Waters he lived a pleasant life surrounded by his four wives They took care of all his needs gave him strong sons and daughters he ruled mainly in p......

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...There was a great Chief named Many Papoose, Who with many brave's squaws played fast 'n' loose! When in battle the Chief died, The Chief's tribe was well supplied, W......

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... Driving South Dakota in December Means you’re a “Stupid Club” member I’d never even heard of a “White Out” That’s what this story’s all about Cruising along and relaxed as can be My ......

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...'Tis said that the first Thanksgiving feast was celebrated in sixteen twenty-one. 'Twas the Pilgrims' first bountiful harvest so they decided to have some fun! (That was the genesis of church potlu......

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