Succession Poems - Poems about Succession

I rarely watch a TV show The night that it first airs, So sometimes there’s a lot of hype To catch me unawares. This happened with “Succession,” For this season’s number 3 Had both friends and stories in The Times All reaching out to me. I won’t divulge the secret, But it’s interesting to note Just how many people to this series Time and thoughts devote. Before...

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God wears the bling, Its a constitution ting, King Chazza going to fix it, Give the corgis their biscuits, Now he's got the crown He can turn that frown upside down, There's no way his Regal reign Will get washed down the drain The Patri, mono and hier archies Rely too much on his malarkeyGod wears the bling, Its a constitution ting, King Chazza going...

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Don't be surprised if I forget your name It's nothing personal, you understand?! I just don't play these games It's not for pride or because I'm reluctantly shamed It's because I moved on the day's fruit was my aim I know that I promised to be this or do that But those promises were lies, a fortress quelled by...

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Swallow dreams The saddest of all, yet sweet and amazing Passion draws near to they that dream, visualize the action before happening. I give credit to they dream in the afternoon, than they that dream at night Because creative are they that dream on daylight. Analysing the system before acting, The time we get isn't yet enough, soft thoughts that make...

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Parades in progress, coaches appear, and Black-plumed horses dance, They raise their heads and velvet blankets Toggle as they prance! The queen appears, the king is dead, The servants gather ‘round, Coronation appurtenances all arranged, How deftly they confound! The scepter raised, the ring is donned, Quiet falls like dew, Amidst the crowds colors blush In very muted hues. Born to this occasion, He stands with glittering...

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In Succession Queen's grandson has been happily married She smiled each time future child was carried By Princess above all who is as lovely as her Who we wanted to see when taking a tour. To fact a child was meant to be precursory Before ending up in a Royal nice nursery And loving child of course each one will be Who later...

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The land is bare; hard rock and exposed outcrops lay open, like the pages of an unread book for the story of time is beheld by every grain contained within. Time passes slowly and the land remains the same but seeds of invaders are slowly being transported into this barren land. The seeds embed themselves into this dark and sombre rock that was created when the Earth was...

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Deep in the wood- a haunting nocturnal menace hoots of rivals challenging the territory....

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