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Soulful song
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Route 66, Flagstaff Arizona
Indians die,
Cops load em,Livestock,Alive, three abreast,
Free in the Back seat of the cruiser cage,Take the lo..
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Two stepping sober, not new to meLove to dance and tease,Watch the crowd as she spins skirtShowing knickers grins and snickersHot working oil stains d..
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“A man's life is always dealing with permanence, that is the most dangerous kind of irresponsibility is to think of your doings as temporary.&rd..
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Thank you Pete Langley,for setting me right.
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The Measure of a Whales life.
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Across the tide water marsh,The sky layers a pattern in your head.A gift of the west, Unconditional.You are too, I saw you save the turtle .Then you s..
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As a family we learned to talkBefore we even learned to walk.My aunts and uncles spoke in rhyme,Grandpa penned poems all the time,Plays and drams my ..
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I think that I shall never see,A bug so lovely as a flea.A flea whose little mouth can peckYou, from your ankle to your neck.A flea who leaves a bump ..
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"Where Do Poets Go"
A Poem by Frieda P
~For all the tortured poets on the WC and beyond... A Wc inspired me !(again)
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