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Blind Man's BluffA Poem by PeteYou thought you'd grown up.But the games stayed the same.Life like a Cat's Cradle.Upping the ante.More at stake.Not as nimble as you used to be.Jacks... |
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Don't Wash Your Dirty Underwear in PublicA Poem by PeteI skipped rope while wearing lead boots.Went walking on the moon,bringing wine and crackers to complement the green cheese.Ran with scissors.Thought o.. |
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SpringtimeA Poem by PeteThe frigid, frozenfingers of winter reluctantly released their grip.Final remnants of snow sparkledlike precious diamond crystalsin the spirit of rene.. |
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The SweaterA Poem by PeteWe are each like the threads of a fine garment.Cut from different cloth.Knitted together to form a common good.Bringing comfort, warmth, and a unique .. |
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RevivalA Poem by PeteThe preacher stood at the bully pulpit as he pounded his fist down upon the Good Book.Demanding to know if the congregation could see the light.Hear i.. |
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Wishing WellA Poem by PeteWell wisher.Penny pincher.Dream weaver.Grant me a picture.I speak my words to you.Fill you with my tears.Here's one for your thoughts.If they were hor.. |
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Lightning RodA Poem by PeteYou always had the gumption.Lived life to a code.Were willing to go against the grain for what is right.Made unpopular choices and stood firm.Believed.. |
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And the Grass Turns BrownA Poem by PeteTime passes away.Day becomes night.Drags me away like a waning light.I pass back and forth through the portal so many times,I don't know which side I'.. |
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Effulgent EnemaA Poem by PeteThe old boss was bad enough,but the new one really took the cake.He introduced pain to my lower region.It's OK, i will rid myself of himwith a cathart.. |
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Flop HouseA Poem by PeteSmashed dreams neatlyarrangedon grungy shelves.Cantankerous curtains of outdated newspaper and old box tape.Callous cots of bronchial bedbugs.Cunicult.. |
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