Faith Brigham Poems

It's always nice
To hear I'm missed
By he, whose lips
My lips have kissed
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Unwittingly...
I plunged forward feet first
as though born a rebel
I've crawled along
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She (Ice Mermaiden And Queen Of The Sea)
She was born and raised
Off of the icy waters of Antarctica
Groomed to be the Ice mermaiden queen
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Such a wonderful thing
To behold
The little flower
Poking out
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I'll take my secrets to my grave
keep them deeply tucked away
some things are better kept that way
to never see the light of day
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America...
A nation once united is now divided
With a presidential election still undecided
Claims that it was rigged are reigning high
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and so
the man came and told
the frightened woman
of her husband's demise
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It's the little things
That move me the most
Like little kitty cats
And flowers sprouting
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A gathering of wicked witches
Armed with a multitude of heavy switches
Rose expertly to the occasion
Of the most despicable persuasion
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She is a pretty, pretty girl
Adored by all the neighborhood boys
She's a very tricky child
Living in her own chaotic world
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