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mcradloff

Keeping America Beutiful

There are many things you can do to keep America beautiful
Reuse plastic bottles and fill them from the tap
Don't throw garbage out of your car onto the side of the road
Instead put it in the trash when you get home
When hunting, fishing, or trapping, only take what is legally allowed
So the future generations can have an abundance of wild life
If you camp, be sure your fire is completely out, even the coals
If you must have children, have only one
So the future won't be overcrowded and the animals lose their habitats
Vote for candidates that believe in strong immigration laws
So the future children will have jobs and safe streets to play in
Recycle so we don't use up all our resources
Be kind to your neighbors so they will have peace in their hearts
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Posted: Jul 2018
About this poem:
Watching an old informative commercial from the 70's with the Indian crying over the bag full of fast food containers thrown out of someone's car.
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EyeLook4U

Go Ban

Obama gone
Dig it dig it
Said the coal miners

Trump in
We're mad again
Said the loudmouth whiners

Obama Iran
Trump Go Ban
Uncle Sam build a wall close to the Rio Grande

English language number one again
illegals feel better when they get together
And watch cnn


Go Ban
Go Ban
Go Ban
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Posted: Mar 2017
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ladygwen123

Na Blascaodai

South South West of Tralee,
The most western part of the land
For thousands of years people lived there
With flocks of sheep on a hillside
And each had a cow of his
own while , in unfertile land
Potatoes were grown.
A place that writers called home.
Never did pen kiss asper so sweet
As when it’s writers wrote of sea and
of gull
And eyes that stared through windows of lace
Absorbing the rhythm of life’s easy pace
Firers blazed
all year round
Coooking the fish and Lobsters they found
Worldly contact was eight miles away
Over a mountain to Dingle Bay
And never a one did ever stay
For the islands called Herchildren back home
to the gull the sea and to play.
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Posted: Aug 2014
About this poem:
in 1953 22 people were evacuated from the Islands caus no shops no electric no pubs. People had lived that way for thousands of years Pop..200.
Many writers lived here more than any other place in the world of the same size.

Life was hard but tthey had much to write about.

only
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schyler

Humanity

Why do we claim we are perfectly sane
while feeling the madness of feeling no pain
killing each other and killing for gain
we're destroying ourselves and dying in shame
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Posted: Oct 2012
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Unknown

You The Reader

Bedazzled and blinded by your fix and where you find it,
You read, b*tch and gossip and just dont seem to mind it,

The headlines are your lifeline - the constant fuel of lies,
The endless ream of images permenantly burnt into your mind,

Yap yap, natter natter, he said she said this,
Take a look at your life story,
And stop reading all that piss!
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Posted: Mar 2011
About this poem:
A sad look at some peoples lives.
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soquiliquay

Agricultural Freedom

The beginning of an era

A question of freedom

Those who seek to do well and survive

Are now being put to the test and ordered to do wrong

And those who seek to do harm and survive

Are now being slapped on the wrist and sent on their way to continue doing harm.

We`re being told that we can`t do this, we can`t do that

Because of someone else`s mistakes and misfortunes

First, goes the reputable breeders of so many kinds of animals

Next, the breed clubs, and national organizations

What`s next? No freedom to grow a garden, build a home, or have a child?

Will our next generations become lost to the mainstream of public rules and regulations

Acting like robots stuck on autopilot?

Why are our "great leaders" so afraid of individuality?

Individuals keep things alive and interesting.

If individuality is outlawed...

We`d have no media or news

Thousands or millions of people would be out of a job because someone somewhere told them they can`t do what they feel passionate about.

Are these so called leaders afraid to reach out, touch somebody, and support something that grows, learns, and teaches?

Something our people have been doing since the dawn of time.

Our freedom should be just that.

Free.
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Posted: Aug 2010
About this poem:
Written 2-21-02. Back when I raised show rabbits, there were rules about how many rabbits a breeder could have before it was considered "commercial" and needed a license. Same with dogs, because of what some people did badly. IE, poor care of breeding stock, animals dying or no vet care etc. So, the responsible breeders were faulted for it, not the ones making the mistakes. But with this ripple effect on good breeders, eventually so many other things would be affected and our world would come crashing. That law didn`t pass but it`s still hovering over us.
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mcradloff

UFO

I wish I could see one
A UFO
Talk to the aliens inside
Where did you come from?
Can you take me with you?
I'm tired of this blue mudball we call Earth
I have read some on UFOs
The largest one measured around 4,000 feet across
I made a UFO out of snow a few weeks ago
Now it is almost melted away
Did aliens crash in Roswell, New Mexico?
Do we owe our cell phones and computer technology to green men?
How many of them are out there?
How do you travel thousands of light years
And not have a mechanical problem along the way?
I've never seen an alien
But I've also never seen a baby pigeon
But I'll bet they exist
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Posted: Mar 2014
About this poem:
Did some reading on UFOs and have always been fascinated by this topic. Maybe some day in my lifetime they will come out of the shadows and appear on David Letterman or The Tonight Show with Jimmy Fallon.
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boyshchrm6

What point in time

Vortexs swirling
Endless pinnings
People parting with arms entwining
Huge money spent on high class dining
Endless meetings, retracted greetings
Devils working with eternal Cravings.
New conflicts with people dying
Starving children and people crying
Painfull yearnings ,extreme lost earnings
Tragic lyings,feathers flying
Constant stirrings and untold hurtings
The planets dying and were still striving
Hearts entangled and nerves are jangled
New diseases, people sneezing
Poverty and people barely eating
Air pollution and anxious feelings
Check yourself, are you still breathing
Coddled politicians and constant reelings
Heroin addicts and alcohol dealings
Can't we all just have some feelings
Ranting,ravings and thoughts of wealth
Dying children and gigantic savings
Pollute the earth,forget the health
Molecules that kill your breathing,
Money spent on killing masses.
Whats in it for me and save your asses
Private clubs and general apathy
Vent your anger now on society
Money competiton and stockpiled metals
Painfull dyings, material amassing
Superficial selfish practices,
Anxious cell phones and texting classes,
Rationed food and new improved optic glasses
Pointed buildings stretching skyward
Shimmering coated window glasses
What we need is more golf passes
Stylish logos,no more hobos
Move the homeless but leave us blameless.
Walk away and we are shameless.
Killer gasses,pollution increases
Make more money,shut up honey
Pain and suffering, stock price stuffing
Gods work waining,stupid straining
Volcanic eruptions,climatic changes
Sordid stories,paperazzi and winning photos
Killer storms and killer bees,
What can all these things mean
Frugal families and tragic losses
Will whipped employees and hurtful bosses
Declining frogs in lakes and bogs
Start up your gas guzzling hog
Liquidate and stem the losses
Sellout mankind for just a song
Where and when did it all go wrong
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Posted: Oct 2009
About this poem:
Pehaps we ar becoming a
little too materialistic..
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steve1223

Freedom

What is freedom? what a question
Means so many different things
Freedom means the right to choose
Of how and where to live your life
You get the choice of your life's mate
And choices of religion
But the one thing freedom does not give
The right to be downright rude to others
Tread gently friends, through this life
Remember to be nice to each other
A kind word means so much more
Then one spread in anger
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Posted: Aug 2011
About this poem:
This is not aimed at anyone here CS but just a generalised statement
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ladygwen123

Amish slaughter

Evil struck the Amish folk
Invading schoolhouse space.
Killing all inside, leaving not a trace
What was said but "let it go let them have their spoils
We must do our planting And multiply our toil."
For those who lost a child
Their grief is far from mild.
The little arms that held them close
Are now far away
And tears are shed in secret
Hoping heir at play.
But evil sits in comfort,
Its evil deeds condoned.
It must no be allowed
to run ramped where it roams
Those we love are sacred
They must treated so
To do them right is extreme might
Weshould not let it go.
The Amish should have made a stand
And taken things in hand
We never asked for this
It Was just allowed in.
what is that we fear,
A no win game
Or do we really want what we might gain.
If its war so let it be
Letting evil reign is not thinking free
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Posted: Aug 2014
About this poem:
I was just wondering if justifyable reasons sanction War, something we all haate
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