Francie Lynch Poems

…out of the mouths of Babes...

Everything comes to those who wait.
Even a worm will turn.
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You can surely decipher the scratches
On my interior wall, just inside the pile of bones.
There are hieroglyphic reliefs on my brow;
My simian eyes are the windows to my genealogy.
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Parading past in the emperor's robe,
I looked with wonder at the fool,
Left, right, right left,
Out of step.
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Stand up, stand guard,
Staunchly defend all that is ours.
What is ours to defend?
Begin with what was before us,
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I've used them on my windows
To see the clear outside,
If I'd read the Op-eds,
I'd shudder shuttered and hide.
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Words That Rhyme With Trump

Lump: as in pussy grabbing
Hump:as in pussy grabbing
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We stood in a circle in the parlor,
Jim was chatting with his golfing crones;
Her body was there for the viewing,
But we were keen on his hole-in-one.
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The things I'd do to be with you
Would put me away for life;
So, here I wait in solitude,
No sun, no moon, no light.
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