Undermanned Poems - Poems about Undermanned

...THREE LEGGED TABLE We are a three legged table But we can no longer stand Our son’s no longer with us And we try to understand How to cope with our loss Called to fight for our land Sent out......

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...Feel not sorrow on my behalf As I slip into the past For my greatest accomplishment Is a legacy that will last I've dedicated the bulk of my life To the service of my neighbor But I've been r......

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...Kurt turned his white daddy in for going to Washington January 6 at the President's request Kurt heeded the call, full of zeal and zest... Amanda turned her black daddy in too A Molotov ......

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...This aggrieved papa of two progeny, (female) holed himself in a rigorously fortified fail safe impregnable invisible monastery barely room enough to exhale decades before their conception, w......

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...Treachery itself is vagabond a corporate revenue, a stagnant want that so directs man's future toward its plan to implement confusion, narrowed band. As breaking down arrangements contraband a......

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...Did your life come nicely gift wrapped in a carefully designed nest? Or has your life inherited, via special deliveries, problems that you detest? It may be true that you have gallantly fought agai......

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...Fires are springing up all over and blazing across the land. The brave firemen working hard are severely undermanned. The wheat crop, rippling in the breeze, is beginning to look dry. Each July da......

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...My heart aches with honesty, Honestly I wish it would stop,my heart that is.... An appendage of pending trust, The lust of the lazy,the must of guilt. Flowers must wilt,eyes will get hazy, Thoughts g......

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...BACCALIEU EPISODE Portuguese named it when they found Bacalhau - meaning codfish island. They knew Its essence - the French called it Baccalieu, * This dangerously rich fishing grou......

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...The grass is overgrown there is litter everywhere, the roads are full of cracks and holes in need of much repair, the buses are erratic the trains keep breaking down, abandoned cars and traffic......

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...my head is full my stomach: sick my hands are made of lead undermanned underpaid and surely overfed......

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