Robert Edgar Burns Poems

Father, must I go to work?
No, my lucky son.
We’re living now on Easy Street
On dough from Washington!
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You called me your Knight in shining armor.
That's exactly what I wanted to be.
To hear it coming right from your lips,
Was a thrilling experience for me.
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Life is like a cargo ship.
We are the passengers on board.
It reaches it's destination
On a foreign distant shore.
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(To the tune of: April Showers)

Though April showers may come your way,
I will not plagiarize any more today.
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I have spent my lifetime running,
To live life just as I pleased.
From Divinity College I up and fled
As Evangelists often bleed.
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Thank you my darling
For just being you,
For lifting my spirits
When I'm deepest blue.
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You are the baby sister.
Which means you weren’t born first.
But you are much more precious
Than the most valuable thing on Earth.
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Who is to say that when we dream
Reality is not what is seen?
And that when consciously we rise,
The things done there are a disguise?
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A rainbow has an ending,
And a beginning too!
But even in its’ splendor,
It’s just a-passing thru!
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I wonder why Tim Tebow, does not
Point thankfully up toward the sky,
Whenever he throws an interception,
Or has to punt after four failed tries?
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