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If a frog had wings it wouldn't have to bump its assCold enough to freeze the balls off a monkey of brassMay you live long enough to see your grave co..
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One day, far away, the wind began to blowThough it didn’t last long, it was so strong, the river upstream did flowBackward bound, the mill ungro..
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What's that noise? I heard a creak, a rattle, or was it a squeak?That rumble or mumble came out of silence, a sound most uniqueIn my ear a sound so qu..
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It comes in waves destroys and saves, it bendsIt fills space, brands history's face, waits and wendsPulses and calms, alerts dark qualms, to infinity ..
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Many yearn for fame, others honor, some for recognition. A poet is only the tool, so few reach acclaim, Homer, Shakespeare, Poe, Longfellow, to mentio..
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Too lazy to be tired, too tired to be lazyToo crazy to be mad, too mad to be crazyImages fade in a spiked lemonadeRage delayed in closed eye's shade
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.Author's note: I've written of nature and love, of the devil and God above. I've written shorts and poems long, of sports and song. Spoken in metapho..
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Sharks don’t bite in the night, my neighbor said to meBut he was wrong and didn’t live long, while fishing out at seaBy the pale moon ligh..
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A beard grows form our nose to our toes, in it past lifeOne's past on one's face is no disgrace but remnants of joy and strifeLife or hair treated wit..
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Skipping stones on a pond, never looking far beyondEach touch making a ripple, no thought a bird to crippleA rock thrown unintended, hits a bird, its ..
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