Villa Poems - Poems about Villa

In the heart of the city, where legends embark. Stands the famous old stadium, they call Villa Park. A club full of honours, with a history so rich. I'm proud when I see Aston Villa on the pitch. From the very old days in the lower divisions. These days you'll remember if you are a villain. Our team Aston Villa, greatest...

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English translations of Latin poems written by the ancient Roman poetess Sulpicia. I. At Last, Love! by Sulpicia translation by Michael R. Burch It's come at last! Love! The kind of love that, had it remained veiled, would have shamed me more than baring my naked soul. I appealed to Aphrodite in my poems and she delivered my beloved to me, placed him snugly,...

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i've just been reliably informed that the manchester united dressing room was bugged before their match at aston villa it is a shocking security breach but classic sci-fi can be a bit hit and miss like my pancakes but we soldier on we have tickets for the opera as we still await to see on stage the essentials; making a...

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My love, there was no greater she held my heart in her hands her first kiss the arrow that pierced if only she could know I ceased to exist when she let me go a thousand love letters before and after meant nothing at all she thought I was empty depression hides your soul she has her own wounds happiness it seems lives in the clouds all my desires of...

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I'd never sat through A Thriller In which a Tiller,not Killer Was The Intended Godzilla; Whether in town shot or villa: The killer always The Pillar... Never the Farm-Minding Tiller Nor Grocery-Running Miller Nor wheel-chair confined Bruce Bila Unholstered-Gun-Bearing Killer A Thriller makes a real feeler And its marketer wise dealer; In his films loved by his wheeler And The Bleeding by his healer... But it's some salute...

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That's the trouble with her Miller: Lots of fancy for fine killer, Yeah not Real Life - The safe thriller But it's no Decent Time filler, Millers remembrance of thriller The time wise neighbour turns tiller And one they 've got in James Bila, In the past fond of Godzilla, Now in their church a strong pillar... "Oh! Why had I accepted Miller For thriller...

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VILLA NEL Passion does not a relationship make Nel was a love of mine so long ago In that villa overlooking the lake Our time as one was short, for pity’s sake A summer’s month offered no time to grow Passion does not a relationship make She left, and I was bereft in her wake For many years now I have still felt...

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Team Lungs made there In ring debut. Less impressive to the Grapplers Union; the fans seemed to love it. Borgo, Bounce, Bootez, Shuffle, and Booty. Faced G.U. who comprises of Big Giggy Sayso, Fuss Strant, Mazzo Mendini, and Epoxy Curfew. All action, the referee loses control and called the match to halt. Senior referee Dank Seagrin did outside ref Work from request of the side...

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Citizens were upset With the Honey Hornets set They played dance songs But it was all wrong Records being abused Scratching them when used Stingers created a vibe That said let the music die Before the first forty five ended Twilight Zone Rod should be commended Two for Stirling Hometown hive was swirling Only to...

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Down my childhood memory lane, the Rainbow villa, Looking ornate with ROSETTE for the jocund ceremony, Myriad exotic FERNS swaying in the flamboyant GARDEN A lofty PORCH with majestic chairs for the exalted circle, The august front DOOR with the texture of rose wood grey, An oaken STAIRCASE slithered like a creeper from the top, The robust HOUSE having an...

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Lily White Being firm and money tight Headed to the golden sands looking just right There was Mr. Bourne and his mouth Packing the cherries to go south “Young lady what can I do for you? Maybe a pint filled with my special brew?” Looking at him Innocently no sin “This should be an easy...

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A thin layer of rosy clouds Greets the morning sun as it breeches The hills over Rice Lake And Villa da Rosa. My eyes open As the light penetrates my indigo soul And my thoughts, invariably, Turn to you…and sunrises. I’ve seen the sun rise Over the Rockies and chase The fog away; seen it grace The Erie beaches in the morning And Huron dunes at...

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If you go to Villa Park You'll be in for a lark. From kickoff the opposition will look on fire But that is because Villa are so dire. The goals go in one two three four By halftime it could end as a cricket score. The Villa fans slide down in their seat Knowing they are heading for another defeat. Thinking there...

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Some say that he was the "Robin Hood" for the poor in Old Mexico Others say he was a tequila drinking horse thief, murderer to boot One night on...

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Nationalist; He died for equality May be rest in peace...

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