Tack On Poems - Poems about Tack On

...Everybody had a personal favorite or that one teacher that for some reason we just didn't like. Back in the day, when I was in 6th grade, there was a math teacher that for some reason we just didn't ......

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...An axiom I heard once states: If you always do What you've always done, Then you'll always get What you always got. To paraphrase and reiterate: What's worse, Waking up one morning And real......

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...THE HACK Out of the yard,my daughter and me,on a hot summer day of Eighty-three.Hastoe to Cadsden, there and back,eight hours in the saddle,for our first all-day hack.Onto the canter path,down to......

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...Give me an a. Add an N and a G. Put on a B Take off the G Tack on a D. Toss off the B. Now you can add whatever letter you want to the engine. Sand, stand, gland, rand Wonder why re......

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...They say that a tree is known by its fruit But there are many trees whose fruits are unknown Apple bearing pear and pear bearing apple And a cherry blossom tree cannot bear sunflowers "Keep out o......

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...RITES OF PASSAGE Each Christmas we all gathered there, ‘Aunt Clare, has more room ,after all’ with her trestled tables and chair. Grown-ups swigging their brown bottled ale, young-uns, lemonade with ......

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...Darkness is the only light I seek, silence the only sound I take heed, such is my plight Scent of death come the bloodhound, Take me down into the depths of The cloudy skies drifting above, I've spun......

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...Tick tack on the wall, Knocking all the wall, Scaring us all, Muscling the muscles, Muscling the morsels in us, Quickening the finest deep, The hidden gold of gold, A dignity of labour, How loyal an......

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...Tick tack on the wall, Knocking all the wall, Scaring us all, Muscling the muscles, Muscling the morsels in us, Quickening the finest deep, The hidden gold of gold, A dignity of labour, How loyal an......

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...Some days we feel as though We’re living in limbo Not fully alive or deceased; Can’t get no satisfaction, Traction, motivation, meaning, sense Of inner peace. Idling awhile, waiting For this cloud ......

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...The light bounces off the walls as i awake in a room that constantly changes. It shifts and changes colors and shapes, while i remain the same. While years tack on age and length and weight. I rema......

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...A Man with Children The way I walk these days the tips of my soles and the edge of my heels wear out too fast for a man with children. So I tell Rocco, cobbler nonpareil, "Tack on four cle......

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...Cleats The way I walk these days the tips of my soles and the edge of my heels wear out too fast for a man with children. So I tell Rocco, cobbler nonpareil, "Tack on four cleats, two in ......

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...Out of the yard,daughter Bev and me,on a hot summer day of Eighty-three.Hastoe to Cadsden,there and back,eight hours in the saddle..for our first all-day hack.Onto the canter path,down to Paines ......

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