Wis Poems - Poems about Wis

...SAMHUINN Wi samhuin fast approaching When people start tae dread, The gates of hell burst open For the festival of the dead. Bane shanks lifts his scythe And scrieves his words in fire, Welc......

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...There's no fool like an old fool...such is the price of growing old.......

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... A man of modest mien and means his genius hidden ‘behind-the-scenes’ The Rebbe of Lubavitch in NYC was the address for those who aspired to success For over forty years, ‘til ......

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...Tak oor grund from beneath oor hurdies Burn oor birches aside the lough, Besmirch hard fecht fur freedom, Dictating oor days tae come, No from the pint o a gun, Fae laws an promis......

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...Sound of a song softly sung rose in the air and through windows Barred to let air and light in and little else. A lament sung in Gaelic tongue foreign to ears used to French, But its meaning under......

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...Grouin up in Glesga wis nae mean feat Pleyin in the back courts an dreepin the wass Plouterin in puddles manky water sploshing aboot, Searching in yon mucky middens fur treasure Thrown oot by the......

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...I seem never far flung from thoughts supreme and a my/their/your/importance to things at/of a conscious cramped mind. If thinking is Activity,  Thoughts, action streams that flow from equal amounts ......

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...There was man named Garrison, and he lived the good life, flush with that big trust-fund money, he hungered for the night, for booze and bodies tight, the finest clubs were his domain, his bar ......

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...Jean, Jean wis young an' alive till Ah gied her tatties and neeps; Noo she's bein' seek as a dug, it fairly gies me the creeps. Bonnie Mary O' Argyle took a trip tae the Brig O' Doon, She took a......

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...Whorls of smoke mock the void of the heavens; in a wiggling ascent With lusting waists of a samba decent. Turmoil combs the fragile mane of the soil The scalp is torn and leathery fingers of dust......

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...A fearsome gale tearing through Torry, Took young Dot and Tyson away. She met a dodger, drunk and ned as well, Stuck for words, whit wid she say? Now, evil wis lurkin’ aroon’ the cor......

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...Wur in RE an the nuns are gien oot sweeties, fur getting the kweschins right. Three oota three, then she’s askin mae who Jesus’ mither is. ‘Ah doan’t know sista,’ ah tell hur. ......

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...Wat is th point of thes silent letters? We se them evryda but they hav no purpos. No wis thing to sa caus they hav no voic. Her to confus and moc us... ... well wat do you hav to sa for yorself sil......

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... if u r thr nw, h/i WIS go2 th str & $ moo. WNS br + no frgt 2 $ moo 2day. IN moo 4 cfe. IDL blk cfe. If you are there now, here is what I say: Go to the store and buy milk. ......

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...glad to see you you one of a few i miss here's a kiss i wis you the best too and this is know lie sometime STOP BY......

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