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Alicia Lorraine Mathes Poem
Mother is god in the eyes of a child
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Roses Are Red
Hedgehogs are Blue
Press A to start
And be my player 2.
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Ho ho ho, he he he, break that lute across my knee, and if the bard should choose to fight, why then I'll set his clothes alight!
when I next meet that fair maid Nelly, I'll plunge my knife into her belly
and if I spy a singing bird, I'll snap its neck before it's heard
madness is merry and merriment's might, when the jester comes calling with his knife in the night
and I said to the baker, "You're not dead! You're a faker! But if that's your wish, I'll oblige"
oh, if I chance to see a cat, I'll feed its corpse to my pet rat
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The stars dance across the night sky
And the moon is their spotlight.
As I look up
He holds me in his arms
I could hear his heart beat.
And he could hear mine.
Time seemed to slow
But the sunrise was coming soon.
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Love is like a poison
Too much can kill
Too little no Effect
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Sweet mother sweet mother send your child onto me for the sins of the unworthy must be babtized in blood and fear.
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To my Grandma
November 21st 1957- May 7th 2012
A mother proudly raising her 3 beautiful children.
A son that will soon go fight for our country
A daughter that will be blessed with four children
An other Daughter that will be gifted in the arts.
That will always be there for them
To make a joke
Or heal a wound.
A Wife to a solder of the old red white and blue
For 34 years of being married on July 19th.
Always being there for him when he needs her most
And happy care for him in sickness and health.
A grandmother to four young girls
An artist and a poet
A rock-star at heart
A soon to be teacher
And a little princess
Has cared for and looked after
Was there to talk to when no one else would listen
Would love to hear or see their talents
Always had a blasted watching their favorite tv shows or movies.
That's what I think an awesome grandma is.
I go to her resting place and with a smile tears rolling down my face i say
"I love and miss you Grandma"
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Alicia Lorraine Mathes Poem
War a topic we humans know too much about
From the start of time to the end of time
We have fought over things that seem to never end
Over Religion, and how someone should run something
But their are people trying to stop these wars
To only be shot down by their own military
And crushed under all its undying hate.
We try to stop wars form happening
And yet we have guns and missiles pointed at each other.
Ready to Fire once given the word form our leaders
Who send our Brothers and Sisters out to places that are unknown to them
Who promises to stop this hate
But only makes it worse like putting gasoline on fire.
Once we drop the bombs and fire the bullets.
What is left?
Nothing.
All because of War.
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We are all monsters
It burns like the fires of hell inside us.
We are composed of many evils.
Many Devils.
Many Demons.
Why are we monsters?
Because we all have our own inner demons.
For the people to say that everyone can be pure is a lie.
We have our own little faults.
Our own little problems.
The only cure is death.
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A little girl
Sitting on the floor of her room
The walls are decorated with princesses, knights, and dragons
The little girl not playing with dolls or ponies
But playing with boy toys like transformers or ninja turtles.
Her face painted with greens and black paint
Her pink clothes painted the same colors
Her dark brown hair cut short that she did herself.
A mother wanting a girly daughter standing at the door of the room
Rushing to her daughter to look what she has done.
Takes the toys away from the little 5 year old girl
Yelling at the child
"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE THESE TOYS ARE NOT YOURS. YOUR A GIRL YOU PLAY WITH DOLLS"
The child just looked up at her mother and smiled "Momma, its okay to be different."
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