Brandon Wesley Mckay
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HammA Poem by Brandon Wesley MckayA quick little bit that was meant as a joke....but I like the way it flows and ends. |
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Our Public Transit Service ( a poem for Ally The C..A Poem by Brandon Wesley MckayThey old ones, they hunger for your life blood. |
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sparksA Poem by Brandon Wesley Mckaymy appreciation for the little things |
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On Numerous OccasionsA Poem by Brandon Wesley MckayDear lord, what is wrong with us? |
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Fuzzy WuzzyA Poem by Brandon Wesley MckayA play on the back story of a beloved old children's poem. ( was it a poem, It might have been more of a limerick. ) |
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The Grass May Be Dead.A Poem by Brandon Wesley MckayThoughts on travel, choices, and the people that spew advice in tired catchphrases. |
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That Luscious, Vicious LoveA Poem by Brandon Wesley MckayOh the things we think about at the bar..... |
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Puppies.A Poem by Brandon Wesley Mckaya poem about puppies, that is in no way a joke. |
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Nope.A Poem by Brandon Wesley Mckaynot going to do it. |
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Chapter OneA Chapter by Brandon Wesley MckayIn Which Ashely Goes On A Date That May Or May Not Be Pointless, And Also Has A Beer Or Two. |
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