Bri Mar Poems

What's in a title you may well ask,
Think carefully before you name,
A nom de plume is akin to a mask,
It can be beautiful but it can also maim.
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Are you disillusioned and fed up with your life,
Do you feel it's no longer worth living?
We're all partly responsible for our own strife,
There are times it can be so unforgiving.
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I weigh myself every day,
But it's all to no avail,
Despite countless diets I can say,
I was always doomed to fail.
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The Twenty Fifth of January 1759,
A talent was born who'll forever shine,
Though his life would be full of twists and turns,
There'd be no better writer than our own Robert Burns.
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Some people live to create havoc,
There aims are causing scandals,
Among this group of degenerates are,
Those I'll call graveyard vandals.
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I caught a burglar in my home,
He was armed with a knife,
When I asked him why he just replied,
You'd better not give me strife
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I dearly loved my Father,
Till I was about twelve years old,
Then he started to go astray,
An affair is what I was told.
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Ask yourself this question right now,
Is your view on your elders to mock,
If it is it's time ask yourself why,
You must put yourself in the dock.
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If you class yourself as ‘'normal',
Why are you not aware,
That all of us are different,
So why the need to stare.
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Humans contrived weapons to help them survive,
Their spears and arrows kept them alive,
Eating just enough helped their prey to thrive,
Their numbers were relatively small.
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