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Latisha Parkinson Poem
Let's face it you're getting old
You can't deny it
Your time has come to retire
You didn't get fired, more like you quit
You say you'll miss us
But I know that's not true
You're glad to be home
You'll pretend to be Garfield, that's what you'll do
You might miss having something to do
But tv will take it's place
You'll kick back and relax
Next time I see you, you'll have a real smile on your face
So enjoy your retirement
Be Garfield for more than a day
You've served your time in this prison (school)
But tech. it's time to be on your way
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eat more beans to stop constipation
with cornbread that won the food election
always keep going in the right direction
don't stare at girls because you'll get an ********
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WRITTEN FOR THE RSVP CONTEST.
IN RESPONSE TO -
Lawrence Ingle - My New Years Resolution {Inspired by Ms. Carrie}
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Latisha Parkinson Poem
And there he was all dressed in black
Stuffing the baby in his sack
His pants below his waist, do-rag on his head
And below his hat, Santa had a dread
He was a rough-tuff, buff man
Rings on his fingers and tattoos on his hand
His sleigh was tricked out
It was a black and gold mustang with an engine that shout
Inserting drugs might be crazy
But that's exactly what he did to the baby
He took a needle and stuck it in her arm
Didn’t really care if he caused any harm
He used the baby as his lab rat
Testing drugs, using needles that were long and fat
When he stuck it in, the baby cried
She ODed and almost died
Santa just couldn't take it anymore
He shut the door and gave her what she was crying for
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Latisha Parkinson Poem
I dreamed I lost love
that i never even had
it hurt so much
you just wouldn't understand
my dream turned into a nightmare
when i found out my lover wasn't real
when my friend told me i just couldn't cope
pain and only pain was all i could feel
i cried my eyes out
and my friend comforted me
it turned out he was just a computer program
my heart locked and only he had the key
i can't believe he was just a hologram
i really can't because we kissed
he brought me eight roses
the four others weren't even missed
he was really sweet and kind
but he wasn't real and my friend knew all along
she hinted and that's how i figured it out
and that was when everything went wrong
i didn't get to say goodbye
before he had disappear(ed)
what was first a lover's dream
turned into a lover's nightmare
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Latisha Parkinson Poem
Blue is the color of the sky
The color of the ocean
There isn't a single reason why
You wouldn't love blue
Just look at the rivers and lakes
They're just so peaceful
And the hills,mountains and plains
Are simply a work of art
The ink I'm writing this in is blue
And just look at the saying
Blue, blue God love you
You can't argue with that
It represents peace and serenity
It's calming and strong
And it holds nature's true beauty
It's just deep and stable
It symbolizes trust and loyalty
Wisdom and confidence
Intelligence and royalty
Best of all it's gender neutral
This is just a mere hint or a clue
Scientifically proven facts
These are my reasons for loving blue
(Bear in mind I kept the list short)
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Latisha Parkinson Poem
L, thou art awesolent
"It seems she hangs upon the cheek of night
As a rich jewel in a Ethiop's ear;
Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear."
thou art not see'th thou own beauty?
1) ta le coeur est comme ca briller une l'etoile
how est thou beauty unseen?
thou art seem dark as night
but I see'th thy light
2) comme ca le survivant fleurir dans la sicheresse
thou art a great friend
thy couldn't possibly ask for a better one
3) J'amier beaucoup l'amie, L!
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ok this is the meaning for the french words.
1) your heart is like a shinning star
2) like a surviving flower in a drought
3) I love my friend, L a lot
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I feel like feces in a toilet
unwanted and flushed away
like a rotten egg; scorned
cracked and then thrown away
maybe even like spoiled milk
one taste and i make you sick;
then i'm thrown away
i'm like a bugger in your nose
you just got to get rid of me
like pigeon poop
you wouldn't want me to touch you
it's funny
because to me, you're
like a million bucks
i'll want you all the days of my life
but to you;
i'm just a tissue
that you use
and then,
throw
away
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Latisha Parkinson Poem
I'll save the world
Single handedly if I have to
You can choose to help
Or step back and watch what I do
I’ll be like Robin Hood
Steal from the rich and give to the poor
The right people will have the money
So there'll be no more war
I’ll feed and care for the poor
Just like mother Theresa
Except I’ll do it world-wide
Not just in India
I’ll be better than dr. house
No one will die from caner again
I’ll find a cure for it all
So you won't have to die in pain
As for racism
I’ll do what Dr.King Jr and Mahatma failed to
I’m like the guy from unbreakable, you can't kill me
Until I’m done with what I came to do
I might not get this done all at once
There’s so much crime
That I might not get it done today
But I’ll save the world, one step at a time
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These four paws take me walking down the street
I look up and bark at everyone I meet
These four paws have a mind of their own
They go all over the place but seldom go home
These four paws are a lot of trouble
They always go splashing in a puddle
They are a mischievous set
And love to be wet
My paws, they track mud inside the house
And then my humans get mad and out me out
But no matter what goes on
I’ll love my four paws forever long
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You gave me another chance
Another chance at life, last night
I’m so grateful
I promise to live it right
It might sound like a trade off
But I was doing it before
I’m just going to try harder
To do what’s right more
With this chance I understand
That my time has not concluded
I obviously have something good to do
Or death I would not have eluded
I’m still not aware of my job
But I’ll put my all into it and give all I can give
I’m so grateful to you Lord,
Because you let me live!
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