Bill Poems - Poems about Bill

Now gather ‘round and hear this tale, Of a brother cool, calm, and never stale. It started on a peaceful morn, When Idan himself was quietly born. Jehovah smiled and said, “I will Give kindness form— son of Bill. He won’t be loud, he won’t wear gold, But trust me, watch this man unfold.” He gave him peace, a decent brain, A knack for...

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I only got a Blue Cheese and I need a burger bad said he’d only take Dixie or a Jackson at a push now I’m beggin’ on my knees but don’t wanna make him mad I’m in a foodie fixie but he said “go kiss my tush”...

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I once had a beautiful life or so I thought, a beautiful, perfect lady or so I imagined, for me she was my world, for her it was my wealth or nothing, how contrasting these two weighing scales were. I was a well established banker who had everything going on well for him, I...

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In the field of communications, only two men truly stand out at the top, in my opinion: Johann Gutenberg and Bill Gates. The printing press spread knowledge and made books accessible to the masses; the computer, too, But over the years this last has increased our frustrations, making our lives sedentary and raising our blood pressure, to say...

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Friends like no other They give you pain and bother Ready to screw you up From bottom to top In the name of honesty they kill And they charge you for the bill Wednesday 3/12/2003 ...

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I'm not interested thank you very much too much water under the bridge too much time has passed every decision we make send us a bill back one can be with debt one can be with cash. Jessica...

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The largest bill I have seen personally is a hundred- dollar bill I do not like them They are not as easy to spend as a twenty-dollar bill Or a five- dollar bill The largest denomination circulated was the ten-thousand-dollar bill I would like to see a photo of one of these But would not like to try and spend it The...

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This world? Moonlit dew flicked from a crane’s bill. —Eihei Dogen Kigen translation by Michael R. Burch Seventy-one? How long can a dewdrop last? —Eihei Dogen Kigen translation of his jisei (death poem) by Michael R. Burch Dewdrops beading grass-blades die before dawn; may an untimely wind not hasten their departure! —Eihei Dogen Kigen translation by Michael R. Burch Outside my window the plums, blossoming, within their curled...

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Aussies shake the cob-webs away your lives are at stake In these present days.' The M A D bill is pending, find strong will don't be bending.' Phone the radio stations Make great noise' stir the Nation.! Get emailing get writing Whats intended is frightening.' Forget about division.! And any 'con-vid' fogged decisions! You are bigger, and better.' Listen to a Nations spirit...

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Jill and Bill glide on the rill, Bubbling with thrills, Embracing the chills, Past serene hills. Patiently yearning for gills, Jill—with her bait and skills— Fills her spirit with a frill, As tranquil waters lie still. With each catch, a hidden drill, Bill, overjoyed, concerns distill. Moonlit eve; savor the grill— Jill and Bill, relish nature's will....

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Jill and Bill went up the hill for a little mid-day thrill. Nine months to the day, you pay if you play. Jill had not been on the pill!! ...

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Jill went up the hill with Bill, Having given Jack the sack. Bill had the skill, the pail to fill, And safely bring it back. Then Jill and Bill were married, In case you were wondering whether And now they’re planning to appear In more nursery rhymes together. ...

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Jill just can’t sit for one minute still; In everything she wants some thrill! One rainy evening she climbs a hill; From there she slips making a shrill! This results her fall straight into a rill; She swallows water a gallon at her will! As her belly swells, she falls critically ill; The quack there tries on her every pill! It costs...

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Albo built a billy-cart..' named it m a d info no 1.! He's dragged it up to Thredbo.Mates... Now the whole things came un-done.!...

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Like an ever-glowing sunrise ascending over the horizon, God puts great people in our lives to serve His purpose. I have been the recipient of such gifts from God for many years. They have enriched my life and assisted me in living out God's plan for my life. Some years ago, I walked into a room filled with people. Among those...

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