Brian Smith Poems

When I die, cut out my heart
And feed it to lions
So that my poor body
May know of greatness and might
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A co-worker told me,
When you have a lemon, make lemonaide.
I tried that. I squeezed the lemon.
The juice squirted in my eye.
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heaven is a place so large and so real...
it is still being prepared.
the building of it is not yet complete.
there are no outer chambers...
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When nature calls, I will be there
To laugh and to sing.
At the majesty of the morning,
And the dawning of the Spring.
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I found this delicate little flower.
BeautifulBeautifulBeautiful

It was just lying on the grass.
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THERE'S A NEW SHERIFF IN TOWN.
AND I'M IN A GOOD MOOD.
THE SUN IS SHINING.
MY NEW STAR IS SHINING.
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BUTTERFLY, BUTTERFLY.
GO TO MY MOTHER.
WHISPER THAT I MISS HER
TELL HER FOR ME
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I DEDICATE MY LIFE TO LOVING YOU.
I SAY IT AGAIN
I DEDICATE MY LIFE TO LOVING YOU.
THE WAY I WALK, THE WAY I WORK.
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SHE IS MY MUSIC, SHE IS MY SONG.
SHE'S MY MELODY, I'LL SING IT STRONG.
ALL THE DAY LONG I WILL LIFT UP MY VOICE
UNTIL I AM WITH HER AGAIN.
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SHE IS VERY BEAUTIFUL
IF YOU DON'T BELIEVE ME, JUST ASK HER.
A FLAWLESS CONVICTION FOR
THE WORLDS GREATEST ACTOR.
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