Bob and Alex Eichen Poems

I'd appreciate the angel more
If she'd stolen the memory with the man.
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Oh Bacon
Oh Bacon
How I love you!
So fat
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While swimming in the river, I,
saw a bloated corpse float by.
Just then he opened up his eyes,
and said he swam, for exercise.
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This cinquain was written by my son, Alexander Eichen

we fall
in the hot field
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While riding through the woods one day,
the glorious Banner Knight,
met a mighty man at arms,
who challenged him to fight.
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Andrew, Andrew, my beautiful boy!
Andrew, Andrew, my pride and joy!
Andrew, Andrew, where have you gone?
Why, oh why, have you left me so alone?
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It's been going on for so long
The war
But It'll be over soon
I'm the last man left alive
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he takes a bite
puts the cold green apple
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You are not hated for your skin color.
Your skin color, whether red, white, black, brown, or yellow, is one of your most beautiful features.
It is your behavior that brings hate.
It's your
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The anvil is a mighty thing, blows rain upon his back,
And though the hammers pound away, anvil can't strike back.

Anvil isn't worried, He's seen hammers break, one by one,
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