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Jimmy Rockford

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Jimmy, Jimmy

you are the one.

You make being

a detective

look like

so much fun.

 

Angel may involve

you in an escapade.

You'll get him

out of the mess,

but you'll never

get paid.

 

We know being

a real detective

can be

 quite boring.

But when we

watch "Rockford"

yo...

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Deep Down Inside

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Deep down

inside,

I have

no pride.

 

Deep down

inside,

I've taken

the slide.

 

Deep down

inside,

my soul

the demons

 have fried.

 

Deep down

inside.

 

Shirley Smothers

 

 

I wrote this poem a few years ago. I wrote it to be bad on purpose.

Someone rec...

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The Creepy Old House

In a creepy old house I found a creepy old doll.
I bent to pick it up and boy did I have a fall. I stood up had a lump
on my head, but otherwise aright looked out the window, day had
turned to night. I looked and looked but did not find the doll.
I turned to leave and there it was hanging by its neck
against the wall. Its creepy smile seemed to say,
"Come and play with me my friend. We can p...

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Despair

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

In her despair

she cowers and

covers her face.

No longer can she

battle the demons

that invade her

mind and space.

 

The drugs she takes

to self medicate.

The many men she

sleeps with, the

loathing and self hate.

 

Will she take her

life by her own

hand? Or will she

...

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Kids With Drugs

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Kids with drugs

being ripped apart

by blades of a knife.

 

Their lives end.

Do we even try

to make it stop?

 

Just getting by

each day,

have we lost sight?

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Drugskidslife

A Silly Goblin Poem

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Goblins of

the night,

they give me

such a fright.

 

They leave about

this green slime.

 

I awaken, oh

it was just

a dream.

No need for

a scream.

 

I look at

the clock for

the time, but

it is covered

in green slime!

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A silly poem about hair.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The following  is a

very silly poem

There was a girl named Shirley

whose hair was short and curly.

She never wanted to go anywhere

she hated her short curly hair.

 

Her mom would say, "Let's

go to the park."

Shirley would say

"Not until after dark."

 

There came a man

with a silly son...

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Gray Earth

Gray Earth and gray sky

Eternity in limbo

Lost souls in peril

 

 

 

 

My husband Scott once again recorded the audio version for me.

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The Air is Still

The air is still, quite

The freezing touch of his hand

Death is by my side

 

 

 

 

This audio was provided by my husband Scott

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Anger

Anger consumes me

Eats my soul like a cancer

Self inflicted hell

 

 

 

 

P.S. The audio recording was recorded by my daughter Samantha.

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Christ Love

The following poem is Christian. I am a Christian,

but I try to be flexible.

 

 

 

 

 

Heart beats young heart beats old, with

a love of Christ your heart beats bold.

Be ye rich, be ye

poor, with a love

of Christ you'll

have so much

more. The rain

falls on just

and unjust.

But remember

Christ rain

settles

the dust.

...

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Wild Wolf

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I heard a wolf

howl at the moon,

I believe it was

sometime in June.

 

It sounded lonely

it soudnded sad

was I scared?

No I was mad!

Why?

 

The wolf is being

hunted, exterminated.

Why is the wolf

so very hated?

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The Tall Green Grass

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The wild colt enjoyed

galloping through

the tall green grass.

 

One day he was captured

and made a beast of

burden. He worked in the

field and pulled the wagon,

but he longed for

the tall green grass.

 

He grew old and weak,

one day he lay down

and closed his eyes.

When he opened...

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My Mother's Gentle Hands

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My Mother used to comb my long hair.

When she hit a tangle I would cry

out in pain.

 

She would place her gentle hands

upon my head and whisper, "I'm sorry

darling but you must endure the

pain so that your hair will be shiny

and beautiful."

 

When my life hits a tangle I long fo...

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The Price of Freedom

A ghostly image of a soldier

stood in the background,

as a mother with a babe in her

arms stood by a grave site.

 

She lowly whispered, "Father

this is your son. Son this is your

father. He gave his life so that

others might live."

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