Bri Edwards Hope Poems

Don’t YOU just hate some people? Wouldn’t you like them gone?
Some human-types I do despise, though some people over them do fawn.

The first that comes to mind is the “no-hands” bicycle-rider.
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As I was taking a shower today,
a story came to me,
about how I could become Spider Prey,
and nevermore be free.
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At this often festive time, near our New Year,

I wish you ALL a comfortable BIT of cheer, but
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While sitting in our screen house I spit out one apple seed.
You'd think it would be grateful since from my mouth it had been freed.
But no, you ungrateful seed. Instead you turned and looked at me,
a frown upon your face, indeed!
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John Westlake wrote a poem, The Sailing Boat Pitches.
In it he compares a boat to a babe, and the Sea is as a bitch is,
a rocking tempest swinging her babe violently, side to side.
The rocking is so violent that her babe broke down and cried.
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