Syllabus Poems - Poems about Syllabus

Disrupted rough sea ripples shuffle audience anticipation Shift in seats, hammered hearts Pummel, fluffy microphone muffle confines communication To thespian garish starring parts Leading lady stands on X central scintillating stiff corset ...

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It seems that I am the favorite student of the teacher called “life”. Every now and then it is ready with a tough question paper; and the questions are always ‘Out of the syllabus’...

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The steel-sheets, us underneath, laid bare — betwixt our minds no one else exists. like magnets click to each other — our kiss syllabus, ~ ooh la la ~ the spring speaks, headboard ebbs and flows then it pounds. learned, our love lessons, well. 8/1/2019 Yalto Verse invented by Edward Ibeh Line 01: 3 syllables Line 02: 4 syllables Line 03: 2 syllables Line 04: 4 syllables Line 05: 5 syllables Line...

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Thelo na se pantrefto wanting and needing often found her hungry. she'd often find something special at Dingles Restaurant a special place that catered to the taste of strangers, or those who liked gamey meat, and garlicky breads. she often had a lot of steaks, tarts and rice dishes, for a discount, that's why people often came to get the special. ask what the...

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I spend a lot of time to write A syllabus for class: These are the rules, the dates of tests, The points you need to pass. I even make a video Where I sit and explain What’s written in the syllabus So that they can’t complain. I make a lovely website, too, With all the files. They can Find schedules, homework, old exams, Who teaches where...

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Look, boy, I will not say I am not proud of you You building foundations for my pyramid so soon I pray for you blessings in times of sun and moon I pray your table banquets of joy may feast you And that the mother of my grandchildren will be Clothed with honor from your lips, and comforts From your hands....

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I have seen the atom's spiral spin The nucleus designing Golgi and gelatin Heard stars singing beyond the milky way Above trees suckling the **** of clay And sometimes in silence I sit Where the water laps my dangling feet Watch sprays nibble the rocks' hard wit And castle the sands of their defeat Take time to taste your songs, my child Linger their...

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