Yeah Poems - Poems about Yeah

The lyrebird v.s. the African Grey Parrots The shrinking Thymus Centerstage they took time to perform. She had spoke to other before te eveing. She wished to dance, dine and dance.Plie', she aid even though I lack the skills of beautiful artistry. They all laughed. The gentlemen took seats asking for scotch before they were seated in...

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(Yo Bone hits the Mic, lights dim) soulful Urban Funk/ Ain't no genre/ it's a feeling/ Downtempo Swing beats lovers in tight/ Lo-Fi whispers through the city's roar, Urban Pop shimmers, not for ghetto listeners, that’s for sure/ Soulful Hip-Hop, on a hot summer day, Breaks in the beat, gotta have it your way/...

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Yeah, I know ~ my poetic output contains a fair bit of junk. But then, even God created something called a skunk. In the works of all unparalleled thinkers, you can expect to find quite a few genuine stinkers. Most attempts at art never attain great heights ~ most just immediately go ~ kerplunk. Bonus verse I don't take myself too seriously. If...

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Yeah Right If poetry is so easy to write, drop a Choka, tercet, or a quatrain slight. So remember the rules and keep things tight, let’s see how easy it is to get right. By Josehf Lloyd Murchison...

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38.4154017°, -76.5341214° A waterwheel, raceway, grinding stones (bedstone and runner stone), gears, shafts, and a hopper for grain, Diet. The crested honey buzzard is a specialist feeder,...

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I became pregnant the summer of 2024 I had my eightth son, born Valentines Day 2025 in Correzz France. I became pregant one night at a Music semenarier. Ten of us partied at the Twig Retreat in Spain. One song was 2/3 melody. TThe other was 3/4 harmony. They deleted the dialog and fused the grooves. The Circle of Fifth, "Bangers and Grindin!" Eglise aint...

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Rescheduling to allow enough time so that what had been done in 15 minutes could be done in 7;00 minutes. Re-learning the graft is how he described the doings of "Allocated Time"! in working hours are expensive. In Lescer often their isn't enough time to accomplish what you wished or planned to do. In understanding time is set aside to show how different things are. In a relationship one...

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Yeah. Guhhhh... I Only Feel Like An Artist If I Pretend: I Meant To Do That. I Hate Pride Soooo Much It is Sooooo Stooopid. There. That's Better. -Gray Squirrel 07-29-2024 ...

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She has 50,00 followers, He has 1,00,00, followers, really, Yeah but what does it really mean? Should we give a bean? Will it ruin many a dream? With productivity now quite lean, As we follow someone else's billion-dollar dream, With our hands always clean, And minds scrubbed even cleaner, Oblivious to a world that has just got meaner. So, yeah that's what...

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Come on OKPE and rise to the mountain top How long will thy remain in the valley Thy had been stuck and stagnant for ages By the trauma's and flaws of our ancestors Liberate your people from deceit of the past Conquer our heart with truth for greatness Come on OKPE and shine forth thy light Illuminating every dark in the past Bringing...

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Yeah I am still here Stuck Cuffed In place By golden shackles I wallow In mud And eat dust Suffer The hollow men Do it For a dream Or is it All just a dream Days just meld Welded together Time fly’s Time slows The mud The dust How I hate The hollow men ...

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the picturesque yessss 'round and 'round at the very tip my marshmallow crisps yep 'round and 'round ...

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America, we are not just the greatest country in the World. We are are the American race, pioneers of the freeborn. We are a family, like a family we have our problems. Don't get me wrong. You were wrong before, you underestimated us before. You underestimate us again. WE Fyou choose to dance with orange...

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I’m still here, this country boy I ain’t around your heart anymore, You gave up on me I’m still here, intoxicated by my dreams Only to blackout with someone else Tennessee whiskey by my side Escaping this hurtful world Wondering What ya doin’ Since you left me I ain’t the same, no more Yeah, I’m still here Can’t get ya out of my...

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I’ve travelled back in time to meet with William Shakespeare My research turned up something and it’s that that brought me here He was meant to be so clever And I need to find out whether It’s true that he can even write if he is full of beer I understand he wrote a sonnet standing on his head And...

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