Stews Poems - Poems about Stews

...All over the news Rage stews Seems a war does rage People are afraid to turn the page Mankind is entering a new stage Leaders fight without heart War of the world seem about to start Finely d......

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...Forgot to wait for it Fcking got me again Let my guard way too far down Didn't even see this one begin These chemicals got us on lock With the hardest chains to break thru It's like I'm walkin......

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...shorts,white socks sandals and panama- winter-white legs no wind,blue skies dozing in a deckchair- my afternoon tea stews hottest day of summer flying ants on high- a swallows' drive by ......

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...Dear God, on this Thanksgiving Day, I bow to you and humbly pray. Thank you, Lord, that my mind is clear and that I know the day is here. Thank you, Lord, for the gift of life Even though it’s......

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... Allow me to share my news About my defiant missing muse She has the big time muse blues I should have seen the clues Though to discuss she did refuse I told her ‘to put on her big girl shoe......

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...The grand cosmos gifts us With both mystery and discovery. While the intellect grows with more Questions, by an insistent curiosity. If one follows the graphics of scien......

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...Songs from a life, sounds like the blues, microwave fries, pot noodle, stews, dead on two legs, only half-nine, saying yes, to the overtime, this months rent and the kids' new shoes. Paying fo......

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... tears freezing crystal fingertips upon cryptic cemetery cheeks under claustrophobic clothing clouds fresh fangs of finality fires morbid mournful mind hearts rot as the reaper's ro......

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... prompts textures unwind time with coral sun poetry pond ripples midnight bonding with soul's eye sight crisp white lightning stirs heart's strong stews stars the opal nature narr......

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...he was a bullfrog we called him Twos. no idea why, except he was slimy as glues. once upon a time he crawled out of my shoes. listening to him now, as he sings the blues. feeling sad, morose, s......

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...shorts,white socks sandals and panama- winter-white legs no wind,blue skies dozing in a deckchair- my afternoon tea stews hottest day of summer flying ants on high- a swallows' drive by ......

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...no wind,blue skies dozing in a deckchair- my afternoon tea stews......

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...The secret for great flavor in a baked cherry pie Add a little almond extract for the taste that will happily surprise For dull tasteless vegetables like cabbage and green beans Add a little ......

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...These people I safely know who like to healthy grow fail to distinguish between cooperative housing and cooperative households, cooperative countries and communities Which as we all seem to......

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...Sal Tryal is an unusual witch And not the kind that eat kids. She leads a quiet and simple life Wants no bother or any type strife. The deep forest is her piece of heaven In a place called No......

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