Emma Beverage Poems

My mind is turning into scrambled eggs!
What is x and y to the power of three?
Whole numbers, mixed numbers and absolute,
exponents, integers and factoring trees.
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The sun rises into the sky,
chasing the sleepy from my eyes.
I take a moment in my head,
to say prayers while in my bed.
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Half listening to the radio
tonight in my solitude.
A song plays that I don't know.
the singer is unknown too.
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Black widow spider
patiently spins
her web so inviting
she bids you
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Deep in the canyons of my mind
there lives a tranquil, happy time
my aspirations they did soar
my active mind was never bored
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They crucified sweet Jesus, they spat in his face.
They beat his body, until it looked like bloody lace.
Jesus came here to teach us, that judgment is HIS.
If we believed that - - - the world would not be like it is.
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Come on now; let’s go fetch some water
grab a pail in each hand and let’s go.
Down the hill, to the pond in the holler,
then we’ll climb back up the hill with that water!
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these hands of mine
are strong, and kind
rough, working hands,
they’ve paid their dues.
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(This is not a self pity Poem,
it is a that is just the way it is Poem.)

Dear Faith Hill and Tim McGraw,
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Flame
kisses
paper edge
bright
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