Swat Poems - Poems about Swat

This current swatting hoax is of interest to me, as I experienced it once unfortunately. In the spring of 2014 while doing chores there suddenly was a great police presence at my front door. I came out in my yard, my shoulders I shrugged, certain this was in error, a communication bug.. A false paper trail, the Bowie police inept, could have caused...

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Hatred is simply a fractious bug on the brain which doesn't always wash away with the rain that is neither the rain of love nor that of homily But if you solemnly profess belief in the God right above let this even to atheists be relief that God only means love for no religion preaches hatred to man or family The wronged wishing...

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A fly flies in; You want him out. That's what a swatter's All about. You hope he lands Where you can reach. (Some spots have rules You should not breach.) Like on a vase Or someone's head. You need a wall Or door instead. And then you aim With what you've got. If luck is yours, You've made the shot. The fly falls down Upon the floor And then your swatter Waits for...

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Bugs~ arrive~ do bomb dives~ swat team ready~ Die!~ 4-8-17...

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man wrestles with his existence while nature dances to the melody of the wind ...

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wire and plastic so fantastic probably the first real weapon we'll use wire attached to plastic mesh made specifically for flying pest yet rarely this rule is abused the fly swatter which is commonly known ironically shares it's name one an organation fighting crime the other it's plan to maim the fly is a creature that constantly annoys buzzing in our ears that incestant noise when it lands it lands on your...

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Remember the hard times For it will be around to teach our kids And when their day has come to All we'll see is red lipstick , loud cologne Blasting tunes of our youth and theirs Though we may stop them from becoming adults The bad times are what may turn them quicker Back porches equipped with mosquitos Scented ale lingering around Mary Jane's...

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My-sins-cast-away set-out-aloof-God's-humble-waters- surrendered-as-a-prayer ... carried-away-upon-the-wind ... . Hear-them-whisper ... ? Swat-swap-sing-zip-sip-sip-sip-sip-sip-sip-sip-sip-sip-sip sip-swish-hiss-it-is-bliss ... ! Knowing-time forever-skips-along in-the shadow- of His goodness, mercy, bidding ... choice, wisdom ... freedom, forgiveness ... . The-opportunity-being-always-there- His-grace-proving-each-in-their-innocence, the-perfect truth-reflection-of-their-influence, beyond-the-shadow-of-their-recourse ... . New-days-sail-away-clouds-amid-float-on-by-above-me, under-heavenly-sky's-barter-this-I did ... . Swat-swap-sing-zip-sip-sip-sip-sip-sip-sip-sip-sip-sip-sip-sip-sip-sip sip-sip-sip-sip swish-hiss-it-is-bliss ... ! Yes-I-know-having spread them around-myself slapping His open-hand of peace. Oh-to-have-been-blessed-being-certain-now-brought-to-know-this ... ! Endless-echoes-of-His-love-have-come ... to-welcome, enlighten ... embrace ......

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The call comes in to meet To rendezvous at a secret place I quickly get suited up And take my rifle from its case As we drive down the road All huddled up in a van Checking our equipment Preparing to execute the plan As we approach the house Not knowing what lies ahead With a halligan in hand they lie asleep in bed The battering ram...

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Swat by hands of spite, our sprite (unsquelched) sprinkles from her reserves to revive a sacred rite; in her hands, speckles of if become when....

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I've many times wished to see into the souls of an LA swat team. When trigger after trigger spells the end of mother's nurse dreams. And lives of light scatter. I too have wished to see the inner spirits of such soldiers that could kill their mirror likeness for a South African Banker. That could kiss the face of...

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