Ling Poems - Poems about Ling

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Daffodil of your eye, hiraeth cried Coracle of the lake Pili palas on your head Twelve dwts cwtch buwch goch gota...

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There's a lady farmer from Seattle Who doesn't snore but moos aloud as cattle She will only lay On a bed of hay Where sheep can't sleep for her rowdy rattle. *+*+*+* There is a woman that comes from Belgium Who has been blessed with an enormous bum She carries her kids Upon her wide hips And gets her chores done whilst they’re having fun. ...

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A great cook is one who wears blinkers With recipes one never tinkers There are a few Who dare and do But results are usually stinkers...

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She is the uncharted Waters -feeding the mists that lick at your ears, your eyes, your lips. Causing them to tingle with it's kiss. Reserved for the day when the senses shall thirst for the fountains of the Deep. Of living waters. Of eternal spring. FIRMAMENT-LING Coursing through Eternities veins, with a remembered song to sing. The source of her effervescence; God's Heart...

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Grasped in the fish monger’s fingers The lingering ling cod now lingers Knowing in the fingers of the fish monger A ling cod will linger no longer...

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While we are old and spindling; Trump did become a ding a ling He set the pace, For a basket case Thinks of all is master and king. Jim Horn...

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Trump Truly A Ding A Ling Something about Trump seems so saddening; World he has created that will be maddening; Had to ask it, Case in basket, While being a ding a ling we were imagining. Jim Horn...

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An eternal optimist I am, one day closer to spring Hey, it ain't a lie, always look on the bright side of things Could be a lot worse Could be riding in a hearse Little things count like the sound in your pocket of ching-a-ling...

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There was once a guy named Ling Who liked to flip and sometimes sing But he couldn't hold a note And sounded like a billy goat Folk in town didn't want to hear a thing 4-8-17 Alexis Y....

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The world is full of ding-a-lings, are you sure you're not one A self assessment will tell you, do you sometimes come undone Do you get that uncontrollable urge A feeling to strip naked emerge If you think you're a prime candidate, better see a shrink on the run © Jack Ellison 2015...

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Ho. Ho. Ho. Here we go, blow off the calendar for show. Racy red, glazy green and bright white blaze into sight. Hell's bells, boredom tells. Yuletide pride takes a ride, while leaves on trees as yet yearn to turn and Turkey Lurkey is still wheezing in the freezer. Save your sales for a later date; in return, you may earn more green than...

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Ho. Ho. Ho. Here we go, blow off the calendar for show. Racy red, glazy green and bright white blaze into sight. Hell's bells, boredom tells. Yuletide pride takes a ride, while leaves on trees as yet yearn to turn and Turkey Lurkey is still wheezing in the freezer. Save your sales for a later date; in return, you may earn more green than...

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My dear Xiao Ling . The road awaits, it doth sing . OH ! to spend this day with you – such pleasure !!!, for me, it would be, what a wonderful treasure !!! Harrison, patiently awaits our coming. Acers of many coloured Tulips, beckoning. The skies of soft Salvador Dali, blue, waiting to shine down upon me and you. B. J. “A”...

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Taimoor Ling He was the bravest the strongest of all He was the greatest and ruthless of all He never failed nor feared the death And the whole world followed his call Not a tear came from his eye When he saw so many die He had no heart but just a stone And yet he fought with heart alone Every castle, every wall,...

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