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Cohan Poems - Poems about Cohan


Crooked Cohan and Trump Probable
Crooked Cohan and Trump Probable Action verified as campaign violation, And confirmed with no contemplation; Played his part; Upset apple cart, Must approve impeachment to save nation. James T. Horn Retired Veteran RiverSea Plantation Bolivia, NC...

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Categories: cohan, allegory, analogy,
Form: Limerick
For 2 Worlds Collide Contest Jeffry Cohan Free Cee Outer Grace
OUTER GRACE OUTER GRACE It was as if two meteors were headed to crash both to intersect when the time was right each to become orbiting outer-space trash but suddenly they were heralded by the night each stopped short with both tails aglow both beautifully and...

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Categories: cohan, fantasy, love, time, universe,
Form: Quatrain



For Growing Older Contest Jeffry Cohan Free Cee
HOW TERRIBLY STRANGE TO BE SEVENTY Upon my mantle rests my past as I reach for a photo my bones crack and leaves me aghast some recent pictures and others faded because growing older is over-rated brown becomes gray and backs bend and you can no longer remember your very first friend I used to provide for my children and gave them...

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Categories: cohan, angst, me,
Form: Quatrain
For Growing Older Contest Jeffry Cohan Free Cee
HOW TERRIBLY STRANGE TO BE SEVENTY Upon my mantle rests my past as I reach for a photo my bones crack and leaves me aghast some recent pictures and others faded because growing older is over-rated brown becomes gray and backs bend and you can no longer remember your very first friend I used to provide for my children and gave them...

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Categories: cohan, angst, me,
Form: Quatrain
For Growing Older Contest By Jeffry Cohan Free Cee
HOW TERRIBLY STRANGE TO BE SEVENTY Upon my mantle rests my past as I reach for a photo my bones crack and leaves me aghast some recent pictures and others faded because growing older is over-rated brown becomes gray and backs bend and you can no longer remember your very first friend I used to provide for my children and gave them...

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Categories: cohan, angst, me,
Form: Quatrain



To Jeffry Cohan
To Jeffry Cohan (Free Cee), my very dear friend and crack poet. Cry all you may as you mourn the passing on of your mother today and know I'm crying with you. Warm hugs to you Licia...

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Categories: cohan, death
Form: I do not know?

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