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Quote Left George Floyd was a victim of the wrong leg of the law and a herd mentality. Quote Right
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Quote Left We'll wheel where our wills take us and never tirer trying to improve the road that we are on~ Quote Right
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Quote Left To whom it concerns. ~He who is coarse course miserable strings of knots not for the better.~ Quote Right
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Quote Left Why I write is in the same vein as why a fisherman fishes. To have a hobby, an interest and a spot on the pier with all my other peers. To be on the water's edge enjoying the ambience, aesthetics, auxiliaries of nature and humanity. And from time to time to cast a thrill, dip my feet and see my reflection. To me that is enjoyable. And in the frame of my eyes, and hopes that is what I want to take home Quote Right
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Quote Left If only his muse was right* There be no blocks to his write* There be no death and last rite* For his plot clears to be alright* Quote Right
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Quote Left To The Poets In Me- Written all for not* Why edit the knot* His inkings for naught* Poems lost in a thought* Resigned to being taught* His lefties are taut* A righty is sought* He foots all he's got* Quote Right
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Quote Left (epi-pen)His gal can make a mountain out of a molehill*And he stands never shorted of her goodwill Quote Right
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Quote Left Train* Laid far* Upon tracks* He tried backwoods* Cork* Quote Right
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Quote Left Sally caught the (train) to the city* (Upon) arrival, she looked gritty* For her tryst (far) from right* She (tried) the swings, this night* Though her dreams were (cork), she lay pretty* Quote Right
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Quote Left My little witch of where* What happened to the air* We were one loving pair* With untapped rhyme and flair* Then your eyes and nose flare* The fuse lighting our fare* The last I saw you stair* Up up and away, where* Lost a twitch in despair* And gave an itch to care* Quote Right
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Quote Left I can see it foul~ Two ravens from hell~ On the beaten prowl~ To my grave, they dwell~ In my wake, I sleep~ This blackness runs deep~ Quote Right
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Quote Left The elephants at the zoo, lumbering in their cells, like deadwood floating downstream, where the mouth is closed. Quote Right
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Quote Left my little puppies*eyes at my feet looking up*pupils so playful Quote Right
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Quote Left Jack's stuck on the corner of life, a quarter here, a quarter there, is his angle. Quote Right
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Quote Left jack fiddles life away on his thumbs~the little digits beating like drums~over loaf he brows~buttering skid rows~from his jam he's awaits for crumbs Quote Right
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Quote Left Dawn's opened her eyes inside loving heart* Making her entrance, across the dark bay* Yawns from baby ducks getting their first start*Waking cries, as mothers lay at their sway*Spawns of light upon the stage, cast and part*Staking claim to heartbeats of a new day*Nature's an eye-opener, start to end*Captures the sight of mankind as its penned Quote Right
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Quote Left bees making honey~ two trip a cup shaped flower~ expectant return~ Quote Right
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Quote Left He rode his cancer to the last stop~ Sadden, as tads of gloom found his crop~ Still he skipped like toads to end on top~ The frogs inward taking their last hop~ With pails of treatment, prayer, and mop~ One last ditched effort came to a drop~ Pardon that dark day, upon raindrop~ As the frogs croaking couldnt be lop~ Quote Right
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Quote Left isn't the fragment of one's imagination a sinkhole of illusions, when you're teetered to a watering hole, with no resolutions in sight and the pschosis of one drink after another drowns out the derelict in you yet all knowing your mind's leverage is bevel~ Quote Right
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Quote Left in the face of spring~tulips eye the first rain drop~ahead of sunshine Quote Right
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Quote Left (Life's Achilles) Over the heel, a sock, fading in color and shape. Quote Right
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Quote Left at the foot of the ladder, a monkey fell~ six stories of rungs and she rings his bell~ he sat picking daisies off his fallen spell~ hands cupping petals of air being his quell~ poor little monkey's a shaken as hell~ his eyes run circles around the pink pastel~ as shocked onlookers stand visual at his well~ in his cage, his cousin's saddened at their shell~at the foot of the ladder, a zoo's a cell~ Quote Right
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Quote Left (winter)winter*snow flakes fall*banking silver*peaks over the hill top-tableau Quote Right
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Quote Left Those dirty rat*Teasing us cat*With mails that spat*Their scams at bat*Swing and miss that*Strike where they're at*Take their old hat*Stomping it flat*When rat trap splat*Springs tit for tat*The cat, house sat- Quote Right
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Quote Left (Mama, I'm Sorry I Took After Dad) escaping the heart ache*not making bobby sox's all stars*connies daughter ran from home plate*to slums in Seattle* for fourty years she missed the ball Quote Right
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Quote Left a million goose eggs- her first toe loop and axel- suddenly a swan- Quote Right
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Quote Left My Bouganvillia Word Play- Garden of loose vines* Tassled tounges in orgy* Swell blooms inundate* Quote Right
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Quote Left Roses on his headstone* Violets are black* His crossing prone* For nobody had his back* Quote Right
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Quote Left Sun- To rise- Under God- Voice set above- Warm- Quote Right
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Quote Left Crusoe's shipwrecked on an island rock* Along came pirates fearing his flock* He threw the book at them* The best seller's a gem* Turned the pages and laughed pirates' shock Quote Right
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