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These are a few poems I have written recently.
Trash Trash is all around Rash to throw things out Ash is all over the ground Sh! this we don?t talk about H-bombs make trash of the ground.
Epigrams
If looks could really kill My profession would be staring.
I hate the cold But love ice cream.
Good Company
Coffee cake is good When you eat it with a friend Especially me.
The Bookshelf
Shelves packed with many different colors Words of different meanings Books that may never be read Or they may show tears and signs Of age and wear New dust covers shine in the light While old cardboard bends and warps The oak it rests upon Also showing signs of its time.
'O Death
O, Death Your fear no more, your pain is gone, Power has fled from your arms, And in to mine. I may not conquer you, But I know one who did, And conquers you for me. |
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