W. Barrett Munn
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Flying HighA Poem by W. Barrett Munn*** It feels so good to be soaring, flyingfree and filled with light, the mysteries of the next payment due forgotten inside t.. |
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Using My New WordsA Poem by W. Barrett Munn*** I want to be exuberant, exuberant, I tell you! But there’s a bug and there is pavement where my lush gard.. |
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Starry Night Paint-by-NumbersA Poem by W. Barrett Munn*** First day as a Boy Scout. First time in the woods. First time to try to sleep outside all night where creepy crawlies c.. |
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Seeing Paris by WheelchairA Poem by W. Barrett Munn*** These off-colored carrots are overcooked mush. The flat Salisbury steak has no taste. The white sliced bread is ser.. |
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There Will Be Hell to PayA Poem by W. Barrett MunnA 4-line poem. |
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(A-113) tanka 3A Poem by W. Barrett Munn“TANKA. The lyric poem of Japanese literature, composed of 31 unrhymed ‘sound symbols’; tanka in English have generally been in five.. |
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tankaA Poem by W. Barrett Munn“TANKA. The lyric poem of Japanese literature, composed of 31 unrhymed ‘sound symbols’; tanka in English have generally been in five.. |
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January 21, 2025A Poem by W. Barrett Munn*** The deciding vote cast was an electoral college freshman. A genuine believer, easily duped. Too late now to cry foul. Ev.. |
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Whale Watching on PlutoA Poem by W. Barrett Munn*** There is a quibble about the drivel being spouted by a great orange whale. Blow hole golf balls don’t coun.. |
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Being Concerned with the Birth of the UniverseA Poem by W. Barrett Munn*** The steeple is a penis; sky is the vagina. Sins, and all the church walls, are whitewashed; I’m clueless what the cloud.. |
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