Fill in the Blank Prayer
Oh Lord, God of the Universe
I give you thanks for -- --.
poem by Bill Grace
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Plug Horse?
Race horse, war horse, plug horse
Plug horse?
Yes, for those wo plug along.
poem by Bill Grace
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Line Worth Copying 21 December 2008
Found on a thrift store poster:
'Truth is the light that shines through the fog with out altering it.'
poem by Bill Grace
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Temptation to Murder
My daughter at thirteen
A temptation to murder
But for remembrance of antics
And attitude when of the same age.
poem by Bill Grace
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Six Of Twelve Reasons Not To Execute Moussaoui
1. He wants death.
2. He wants death.
3. He wants death.
4. He wants death.
5. He wants death.
6. He wants death.
poem by Bill Grace
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New York Night Fire
In the canyons of the night
The fire engines howl like banshees
Give voice to a million tortured souls
That have no song nor can they speak.
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Speck on a Bowl
The speck on the bowl
Tells the imperfection of the whole
Cries in its isolation to be removed
Just a speck on a bowl but how it drives me crazy!
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Paris Hilton's Locks
Paris has been sued for wearing another's locks
I wish we could understand how much more is at stake here
Than the thirty five million being asked.
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Formula For Better Cat Relations
Cat relations have gotten better
Since learning the simple fact
Of cat need for control
Which guarantees what might pass for cat affection
By leaving them always on their feet.
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When Death Comes to Those We Love
When death comes to those we love
It is not the thing of the academic funeral
But force which rips and tears the soul
Requires the ointment of time to heal
So profound are its wounds.
poem by Bill Grace
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