Michael Gale Poems

My Grandma used ta hit me hard...
She'd say ta me, 'are you a freakin' retard'?

My Grandma has been for a few years now long lastly dead...
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More often than often big CEO's of companies and investment firms on Walstreet have over inflated egos with saleries and pensions to match...
We the people are jobless and have to pay for it to eventually play up and pay up and catch.

The housing markets are on the skids...
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A first, an African American President arrives...
Two thousand and nine, brings with it, newly new strives.

Time to clean house and wash anew, the economics review...
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The statued torch, raised so eloquently and majestic...
Proud as Our Bald Eagle, but nicely crafted and artistic.

Keeps watch out in the harbour...
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(Sung to the song ' Grandma Got Run Over By A Reindeer'.)


Grandpa got hit by grandma's shot gun...
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(This poem was inspired by the music video 'Why does it have to rain on me? ' by the singer 'Travis', seen on youtube.com.)
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Hey, yo, yo, come on down ta' my neighborhood, 'bro...
Don't acts dumb and stupid, dough.

I won't knows ya if yu be da' fool...
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God gave us a brain...
To train-ourselves not to over strain.

He gave us a heart...
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Lifted hefted glassine flute...
Liquid grapes better than fruit, valued bubbles.

Tickle thy nose, this fruit so quaint...
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Thy moon, thy moon thy sullen swoon...
Thy swooning sphere, right over here.

Thy baseless baron, snarin' tear...
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