Vises Poems - Poems about Vises

...As years have passed and I’ve amassed More tools than I know I need, I have to stress that I’m impressed with The roles and goals they fulfill. I love the hours with power tools And hand-held ......

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... Each of the man-made public disruptions, Experts say is an unforeseen crisis; But since they profit from planned destructions, I am begging you, please don’t go cry sis. They pre-plan cruel w......

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...Children of China David J Walker When left to their own devices The vise and the vices come out And Catch both witless and wise In clamps and crimps and cramps in the Hard and darkened......

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...Transformer-changeling, liquid currency of purchasing. Themes Selling us your wares as we wade in your maelstrom pool. Accentuating my cares. Dreams. Weave for me-from your electric spool. Y......

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...Translation of " Those were the Days, My Friend " by T. Wignesan Ces jours éloignés que nous avions partagés, Mon Ami (A re-make of an earlier Russian song, produced by Paul McCartenay and s......

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...O vigorous incipient age in a seperate world from the grown, thou hast no moral cage nor guilt for thee to bemoan. So free like birds on the wing unfettered with reasons of why, thy song you ......

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...Green eggs and ham I am Denny's new Grand Slam Egg whites wriggling like a clam Yellow yokes oozing over the dam Ham clods denser than Spam Coated with a varnish of Pam Gratuitous cholesterol by the ......

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...Justified actions com*plicated things that don't matter; unruled my voice out~loud. Here I speak truth only you and I know is just another way to let loose of the anger,rageiously inside us. YE......

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...Living walls composed of tiny living building blocks Pinchers, claws, legs, holding on, gripping, intertwined Compelled to embrace each other in this crawly house Scratching on hardened shells, al......

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...A being of ill-decree, there, thoughts of loves, lost to betrayal. Taking remembrance, a dove nestles amongst some branches. The love and glory of thine own, embarked upon the mystery ......

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