Vary Poems - Poems about Vary

Apples are awesome things available all around. Balloons make us bubbly and bounce from here to there. Cats are cute and cuddly and really hard to catch. Doggies like to do things, like dance around with dads. Eagles eat real early and use their eyes and ears. Football is a friendly sport for finding foes and fun. Giggles make a goofy...

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COVID will vary there are those who do carry even on ferry How is that for a Horn Haiku...

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Some days I have a Wheaties breakfast With strawberries and milk; I love the way it turns pink. Other days I am in a hot warm cupcake sort of mood. I warm one up in the microwave and add frosting. I once ate cold pepperoni pizza for breakfast; that was interesting. I have also had corn pancakes with syrup, peanut...

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Birds do have various sizes and shapes; Black ones appear to be wearing capes; Both loud and shrill, From my window sill; Eventually each one into air escapes. Jim Horn...

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Vary Who Will Carry When weight around you want someone to carry, They will vary who up with must have to marry; So scurry, In hurray; Searched and found no one which was very scary. Jim Horn Trump Who Had Hounded the Fox Trump has had to keep hounding the fox; When by are electrified he really shocks; When in deep doubt, His...

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Mary hairy Harry nary marry Mary Harry vary marry Jerry Jerry cherry Harry merry Hairy Jerry very fairy...

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This is a poem I just wrote for Veterans Day Meeting to be held at RiverSea Clubhouse in Bolivia, NC on November 8th, 2014 from two to three-thirty. Veterans from Groups That Vary Being a Veteran is what we desired, From day we entered until retired; For missions us they did select From all fear and enemies to protect. Even if...

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Sirons and bells of no temple or holy cause It was the time in Vietnam at field of wars Uncertain and chaotic situation it was for all Taking life on hand everyone had to stroll Heart was panting of those left at home As all knew war can leave them lone Final result though was clearly known Soon air was shock and...

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The spirit of the town has its own songs. Under the colonnades light of the past is breaking forth. Cobbled pavements -clear– blend with the presence. Over old roofs lingers music from Dvorák Park, with tiny steps a new time is moving on. Die Gedanken der Stadt haben ihre eigenen Lieder. Unter den Kolonnaden bricht sich das Licht der Vergangenheit. Kopfsteinpflaster -ungetrübt– verschmilzt mit der Gegenwart. Über den alten Dächers schwebt Musik aus dem Dvorák Park, in kleinen Schritten bewegt sich die neue...

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Karlovy Vary (Czech Republic) The thoughts of the town sing their songs. Under the colonnades light of the past is breaking forth. Cobbled pavements -clear– blend with the presence. Over old roofs lingers musik from Dvorak Park, with tiny steps a new time is moving on....

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