Stacks Poems - Poems about Stacks

If cancer were money Yo, If cancer were money, Then I'd be rich! Got stacks of agony and life's a . Thinkin' it's the cancer, but nah, it's the real cash, Agony's my currency and it's runnin' like a rash. It's like snot to a nose, yeah that 's real runny, Or a sun that's wide and open, Man we love it when it's sunny. Bees...

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With love Ms. Stacks you wouldn't believe this Grandma has stack's and she's all there she has the meeting she has the meaning try and understand she's the best you can't stand it plane and simple stack's on the mind trip and well you think why it's o.k. and your sorry but it's not you fault honey, but don't drink it your mind still on Ms. Stacks it's hard to...

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What you really think I'm going back there What you really think I act back Well I hope you ain't seen my past then Front pages I got em in stacks man I was the bad man I was the dope runner I was the cooker man I was selling cookies and drowning rookies And everything thing I found man I...

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Married into esteem, wet blood of rubies Eighty one ladybugs jitter over decoletage Prince winks at my wonderment, approving Twinkle pink flashes, silk rhubarb mirage His newest attainment suitably adorned Heavy with resplendent raspberry prize Chest rise and fall, cool gems warmed Youngest addition, other wives despise Purple swords impale my heart, royal highs Paraded through market bustle by monarch Scintillation imprisons many envious...

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The stacks are closing in on me; surrounding me, The piles are falling over, in stacks of three, astounding others. I get to work early, to play with the stacks, but they take my energy. I am not one to waste time on sifting and sorting, I am not your mothers. The piles are trying to sort and...

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skipped rocks through a stream today the opening of a brand new day its frame is in minor decay the bleached wood massed in bone piles, we pulled it from dark beach and built fire in a fenced clearing the posts' blunt stubs sank down the circled and were roofed by milled lumber dragged at one time to the coast We slept there Each morning...

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You spent your whole life walking up and down those steps Sometimes the walk was less when you lost a few rungs of horizontal wall elevation More often the walk was more when you puffed circular cigar smoke on papier spires You always loved stacking the stairs, accumulation of papyros was all that mattered to you You never lost your papire seat when...

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smoke stacks burning black smoke again – sunstroke 12/28/1016...

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it could be you see as read soda and chips or something you dip your mind is hook its STACKS AND A BOOK...

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IN THE STACKS in the library how wonderful all the books in the stacks among all the books is where we secretly meet in the library at that little table in the stacks i said i love you you said let’s just be friends in the library i found my heart’s desire among romance novels forgot the author’s name g.w. something or other in the library in the stacks beneath the “quiet” sign we...

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Stacks of Aloneness by Odin Roark He wandered here among the longings And the forgotten, Not many remaining properly covered, Their dust jackets of protection Long gone. Worn and torn, The many leaned fatigued in...

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as we go this is no show we load up with stack stuff on IT save the day its eat drive beat STACK AND HIWAY...

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am love the summer am a real bummer love the beach have friends we each have dreams ice cream walk the dog eat hot hogs more more on the rack its SUMMER FOOD STACKS...

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we all chip in with grim and spend send to the store for more and more soda and chip with source cream dip with the music play onthe rack we enjoy our OFFICE STACKS...

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they love dandy candy they love to shop and stack a lot at a picture show love to eat slow tho the bag might be torn the like pop corn other things on the rack the KIDS STACKS...

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