The Sour Milk
poetry
The Man From East Japan
There once was a man from East Japan who was drinking a cup of tea. The people he felt of the suffering he dealt so he issued a new decree. No longer would the law state should a citizen disagree, then upside down in a nightgown would they be hanging
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The Village
Out in the dew beyond the tall oak, a village of nature dwelling kind folk. Houses of clay and some of old wood, a beautiful tree monument where the town hall once stood. Fireflies danced as the young deer played, rabbits and heron found peace in the shade. Lazy creeks
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New GMO-free alphabet
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The Little Spotted Polar Bear
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The Pig Man In The Window
The sky was blue and the sun was out, a beautiful morning without a doubt. A stroll around the neighborhood, a fresh breeze and cedar wood. I passed a house and what did I see? A figure in the window looking at me. But a normal person it was not,
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Nursery Rhymes
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How To Feed A Baby Eagle Mayonnaise On A Sunday Afternoon
Not that it happens often, but it’s a good thing to prepare. For the time when it comes up, you certainly just may care. An eagle in a nest, it's skinny body bare. A single feather on its head, it looks like messy hair. Feeding it on
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Jim and Tim
A little story
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Poetry Time
Topics covered: drinking ink, coming from Nantucket, dangers at the fair, and going to the store to get rice as an illegal alien
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More beautiful poetry
The Man From Budapest There once was a man from Budapest, convicted in the civil unrest. So he went to the embassy to ask for some clemency, and set off a suicide vest. Cletus The Fetus She was a surrogate for hire, but she couldn't find a buyer.
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Some beautiful poems
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