Poetry is a way of
life
A part of what we do
everyday
There is no escape
No hiding
Poetry flows through
our veigns
Fire
Burn baby burn Brighter and brighter Light up the night Watch it burn Ashes to ashes Crackling Hissing Beautiful sound Pop
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They were fools to interrupt this day My day Where I was to be wed to the man I love Did they not think I would be armed Did they not thin... -
Peter Piper for the Wonderland news, with a story that has been in question for some time. Was Humpty Dumpty's Dallas murder? The answ...
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Pick up trucks Dirt roads Hauling a heavy load Build funce Feed cows Put down straw So goats can lay down Farm life is good life Fqrm life...
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