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The Naughty Boy
— John Keats
There was a naughty boy, A naughty boy was he, He would not stop at home, He could not quiet be– He took In his knapsack A book Full of vowels And a shi...
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It Is A Father's Day
— Ehsan Sehgal
It is simply a Father's Day Just as other days I am a father too When I recall my memories I see my children They climbed on my shoulders And head I of...
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Rosa.
— Alan Parry-Booth
Today I must tell you of Rosa A girl I encountered in Rome She greeted me in my own language And invited me back to her home She lived on the Via Venet...
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Retinoscopy was...
— Pearce Kenunworthy
Like taking candy from a highly deturgescent baby
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Salvation
— Ezra Rumi
Food is good For thine I bleed Hamburgers the bane of thine nation But how thou mithe ask for thine bread and meat on a slab Blood in humans they are fo...
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Where Is My Home
— Ehsan Sehgal
My family had been In refuge Everywhere I did not stay, at one place Since my childhood I have a large family I have countless friends Even that I oft...
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Song of Myself, I, II, VI & LII
— Walt Whitman
I Celebrate myself, and sing myself, And what I assume you shall assume, For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you. I loafe and invite my s...
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Midnight in Sitka Park
— Sonia Walker
The silence of the park seizes the hour of dusk, where majestic snow-capped mountains adjoin the skies of midnight blue; a halo of light encircles the ...
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Money
— William Henry Davies
When I had money, money, O! I knew no joy till I went poor; For many a false man as a friend Came knocking all day at my door. Then felt I like a child ...
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A Code of Morals
— Rudyard Kipling
Now Jones had left his new-wed bride to keep his house in order, And hied away to the Hurrum Hills above the Afghan border, To sit on a rock with a heli...
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A Poem To A Mother....
— Pamela Macdonald
Your head is feeling achy, filled with worries and with stress, sometimes you question if today you truly gave your best. It throbs and it runs, it hurt...
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Poetic Review of THE CULT OF INFORMATION of Theodore Roszak
— Mohammad Badri
By: Mohammad Badri Fasten your seatbelts friends . . . it’s about time . . .! World is cruising beyond the light . . . . . The conqueror is information...
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The Children's Hour
— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Between the dark and the daylight, When the night is beginning to lower, Comes a pause in the day's occupation, That is know as the children's hour. I...
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Albert and the Lion
— Marriott Edgar
There's a famous seaside place called Blackpool, That's noted for fresh air and fun, And Mr and Mrs Ramsbottom Went there with young Albert, their son. ...
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Stars in the Sea
— Roderic Quinn
I took a boat on a starry night and went for a row on the water, and she danced like a child on a wake of light and bowed where the ripples caught he...
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Here Is To The Women Who Hurt!
— EMTSBA III
Here is to the women who hurt! How their pain never told though their stories ever sold, intuitively resistant and bold. Their very dignity drained ...
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Eminem Is My Friend
— Mario William Vitale
Eminem is My Friend shed some skin work for profit at the nearby gym that's the way its always been you need to be thin look at the late Karen Car...
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The boy from penrhiwceiber
— Alan Parry-Booth
THE BOY FROM PENRHIWCEIBER. Robert Bye was born in Pontypridd A boy of valleys fibre He spent his youth in Woodfield Street In nearby Penrhiwceiber He...
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Yaksha the Great
— Friend of Yakshsa
According to all known laws of aviation, there is no way a bee should be able to fly. Its wings are too small to get its fat little body off the ground....
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For My Sister Molly Who in the Fifties
— Alice Walker
Once made a fairy rooster from Mashed potatoes Whose eyes I forget But green onions were his tail And his two legs were carrot sticks A tomato slic...
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Locked and Down
— Samit Das
Kids locked home, can't go out; down. Pains me a time meaning 'Lock-down'. No friend, no game, stuck home alone, Reflex of limbs and flair mind's gone....
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Limitless love
— Brenden Pettingill
I’m writing to you this now because it has come to my attention that this is a serious issue. You are so very beautiful, so intelligent, caring and kin...
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For A Better Life
— Ehsan Sehgal
Immigrants migrate, for whatever reasons, Whether politically or economically To breathe in a better atmosphere To live in a better life To participate ...
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Longing for the unknown
— Elise Ramcourt
Busy longing for the unknown, this small town's all I've ever known; Wishing to finally be free, dreaming of life I cannot foresee. Lost is a hopeless ...
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Sabre Haiku
— Ezra Rumi
Sword kills men of Rome Slices men not of thine Rome Killer of thine foes
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