Gars Poems - Poems about Gars

...The trenches are dug, We gotta go, guys, Defend our country, On the other side of the Rhine, They don’t speak French, On the other side of the Rhine, They don’t speak German, Sprechen Sie Deut......Read the rest...

...With the hot summer sun beating down, leaving blisters on our necks and back. Walking through those swift murky currents, just you‘n me, and a gunny sack. Dipping our heads below the surface, ......Read the rest...

...apes smile ants pile bats cleave bugs leave cocks crow cows plough dogs bark ducks quack elks stride eels slide frogs leap fleas creep goats skim gars swim hares d......Read the rest...

...1: SHEEP next door to 19 chimneys and 'the dark satanic mills' a flock of sheep is grazing oblivious in the hills. II: OTHER ANIMALS venezuel......Read the rest...

...I was in love at only seven Her name was Miss. Grayson We made butter in mason gars But, I was the one asked to hand the crackers out I really scared her one Halloween I put a paper skeleton......Read the rest...

...Translation of Roberta Flack's Killing Me Softly with his Song by T Wignesan https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kgl-VRdXr7I Refrain : Strumming my pain with his fingers Singing my life wi......Read the rest...

...Gloriously "FAKE" Early Boyhood Yah, ma brew their, and American sister golden hair - afar and away book as aye ken ream hem bar, yea when yar whiz jist a bay bee, hun me ......Read the rest...

...Translation of Eric Mottram’s DEER HUNT - la Chasse aux cerfs by T. Wignesan “La civilisation est une maladie, le barbarisme rejuvenation.” ......Read the rest...

...La Tombe d’arbre – Translation of Oodgeroo Noonuccal’s « Tree Grave » by T. Wignesan Quand-t-il s’était parti, notre défunt, Au-delà pour le Monde des Ombres, Pendant que nous poussions des g......Read the rest...

...Où allons nous? Translation of Oodgeroo Noonuccal’s “Where are we going” by T. Wignesan Ils sont venus dans une petite ville Une bande à moitié nue soumise silencieuse Tout ce qui restait de......Read the rest...

...We met in yonder tavern hay up top o' meikle hill bousing nappy til a' fou the nite drave on wi' rairing voices an the nappy growing better a souter gars a bet wi' lades o' siller the deil lau......Read the rest...

...On n’a jamais assez Remercier Dieu de nous avoir créé Et de nous donner le droit d’aimer Sans lui On ne serait pas ici On serait une poussière dans l’air Ou une étoile dans l’univers Merc......Read the rest...

...BILINGUAL CONFRONTATION She entrée-ed into the room and it was all so déjà vue Because her Quebecois wiggle was timed to match the tango But she’d met her match with the senorita from Peru Madre ......Read the rest...

...Je veux tomber amoureux Mais un bon gars est dur de trouver Donc je voyage le monde À la recherche de quelqu'un qui me persuadera Cet amour existe vraiment Donc je rêve de la France espérant un......Read the rest...