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Beef strips aren’t good for the hips- but they’re good for the soul of a dog! They go so fast, they’re not made to last- they’re as good to the mouth as a snog! If I was a pup I’d eat them all up- and probably beg for more! But as I’m a man I’ll…
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The Sinner I. Something warm and kind left my soul And the privilege of life became an empty dream.When I sinned, I was the fools I’d despised-The felons we all cast off from ourselves. My body is the outcast of my own soul-Torn from favour, it resides in the dark.Tomorrow is the outcome…
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The Nihilist There is a school of thought I have come to know That I have not known before. I see- as seeing is in the mind- A man who is this thing… He lives in the heart of winter And that heart is all he knows. His life is like a winter wind That…
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The Fisherman A little rain is but a little pain- A gloomy sky is not met with a sigh! Give him a rod and give him some bait: On the river bank he’ll sit and there he will wait. Maybe he will sit there for the whole of the day- With a meditative look not…
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The Feeling My heart ascends to heaven’s height When the feeling finds my soul! My heart is the perfect picture As this feeling takes control. The world is an image I know Like myself and all I am- The past is here like today And I can think like any man. Secrets unfold with a…
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(Authors note: This poem, rendered in olde english for comic effect and for reasons best known to those concerned, was written for the encouragment and incentivizing of my dear friend and employer to pursue a course of weight loss, for the purposes of his own well being and good health… The author would like to…
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