Gee Poems - Poems about Gee

This basic wish Is the wish of every mother and child The wish for things to be safe and fun For everyone to smile And not push and shove, yell and fight. It’s the wish that drives them like sheep Into the beautiful green pastures over there Just beyond the bounds, always Just out of reach. It’s the wish to unite Form a one...

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Everyone nose, especially Al R. Gee, I haint no otolaryngologist Nonetheless this bard **** videre licet punster mocker feels gratitude courtesy Kaitlyn Gilsenan, PA-C a moost deal height full medical technician without cerumen eye zing September 27th, 2024 'ere and thank dog guardian angels, who find me continually blessed (like the beasts and the children) regarding audiological sense to hear, whereby faculty sound waves enter outer...

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Gloria Gee was driving her dragon Mars home in style. They were be there in little over a quarter mile. She had painted her pick-up truck with hearts and stars. How do you like it? She asked her new pet, Mars. Mars had never seen a pick-up truck before. I guess it is marvelous he said, hanging out the door. He...

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I'm ready to get rid of this despicable mood that others find cool; I find it extremely sad! Gee, I had enough of rain for days, too tired of holding on this umbrella under teary clouds of bright dawn: it reminds me of beautiful Laura! Let me walk on dry grass, not on these wet streets that gleam in full daylight; they block my dim...

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Gee jy nog om Gee jy nog om vir jou naaste? Sal dit so wees op die laste? Wanneer ons moet staan op ons geloof, Sal jy dan nog die Vader kan loof? Gee jy nog om vir jou naaste? Of maak jy vol die heidense kaste? Vader sê “welsyn begin by jou eie”, Maar van die heiden verkies jy verskeie. Gee jy nog...

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an hour farther and...farting uneven... hollowed be the game the kink did come and...will be done... and nerves be less uneven pork gave me this stay of a daily tread...for an hour of... trash-passes as those who trash-passed before us and seed us not...more time stay-shuns... just deliver us our heaving as all meant stan sand ...

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It’s blasphemy for the half ashy to try and blast on me-n-my family/ Fits about brass class for free from that lasting Gee/ A ghastly last plea is all I’d need for a decree to decrease or desecrate/ I’ll diss a crate of hate with what I integrate and create/ Fate did initiate a wait to anticipate the plate...

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Dawne Gee really makes her best effort to inform you and me about what is real and what is the "Present Reality"! Dawne Gee.....Dawne Gee...Dawne Gee........Where would we be without Dawne Gee and "Wave News 3? Dawne Gee and "Wave News 3 is "Achieving Something Good"so that Wave News 3 and "Dawne Gee"...

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Gigi was a young mare Who thought it very unfair That she had a name That was the same As young horses everywhere. I originally put this on in 2020...

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Foreign legion, desert sands Long hot days and idle hands Many nights a long time randy Sultry maiden might be handy Sorry son, the colonel said Donkey tied up by the shed You will find no ladies here Donkey’s willing for a beer Sir, my ardour’s all but busting But a donkey… that’s disgusting Son if what you want is loving It’s the donkey or it’s...

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When I let one loose in the elevator, I tried holding, but the gas had been greater. Spreading in age, I couldn’t blame for later, Every step I took, my body a traitor. Three young man that were next to me, Were trying to be respectful. One fell to his knees Pinched his nose; Gee Whizz, Lady! Snickered tee-hee. The doors flew...

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Land Dweller, the tortoise knew he would love this young bull named Red Gee. He had loved the bull’s father, grandfather, and great-grandfather hadn’t he? You are a red Angus, he told the young bull, and you will do well at the fair. People will revere you and photograph you, and show...

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The woman with the Caucasian phrases never ceases to amaze this f***ng guy. He is a malcontent who's own personal discontent leaves an empty void needing to be filled by her. But does she reciprocate? Doubtful. Not like it matters. He will continue to flatter His own self by continuing to flirt with her hopeful for an escape....

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Gosh darn and golly gee, remember those nasty phrases They've gone the way of the dodo, a real conundrum it raises What could be more expressive When frustration becomes oppressive Perhaps “gee willickers” or maybe even “goodness gracious”...

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Gigi was a young mare Who thought it very unfair That she had a name That was the same As young horses everywhere...

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