Blitz Poems

This kind o' sogerin' aint a mite like our October trainin',
A chap could clear right out from there ef 't only looked like rainin',
An' th' Cunnles, tu, could kiver up their shappoes with bandanners,
An' send the insines skootin' to the bar-room with their banners
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A gift to us was given
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A son of India
Rose from the breast of east
Traveled west
Breathed the London air
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* BLITZ *

Black-white-board -opened...
Old blitz-timer is included...
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I listen for more, sitting in the porch
As breeze stirs dormant thoughts
And rain intones some archaic pain
Aroma of wet soil wafts free
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Kaum ist's vorbei mit dem Trara,
So ist der Wühler wieder da.

When all is quiet, as before,
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I'm strait up independent,
If i hustle for the cash
then u know I'm gonna spend it.
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Me (I wanted to write this one as simple and popular poetry, however, suggestions are welcome)

People wonder from where I get so much strength
Though I am not born in a wonderful land
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i wish i were an oscar mayer wiener that is what i'd truly like to be
and if i were an oscar mayer wiener everyone would be in love with me
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Moment of pride

Now politicians realizeMoment of pride
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So I’m super
Like trooper
Duper
Left in a stupor
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Winter was at war.
Her subterfuge:
Crumble grey-white flakes upon the scene.
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The story of my uncle Fritz
is made up of so many bits
it started with the age of zits
then followed fifteen rowdy kids
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Absolutely naked, to the splashings of Hippospring surrendered
high up on Helikon in the very flaming summer's midday
the goddess did not noticed the accursed
approaching the distance secure for voyerism
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Thousands of thousands people
Among the thousands of rows
Waiting for the entry to the show
Of blitz, glamour and corruption.
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GOTTS blitz! blau Feuer, potz bomben Tod!
Vot shimmers in de mitnacht roth?
Like hell-shtrom boorst o'er heafen's plain,
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Affluenza is the new affliction.
It is a fact, not fiction.
Everyone has increased his pace
To join the rat race.
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She wore her pink dress 'cause it fits.
then the sirens announced the big Blitz.
On the way to the cellar
she ran into a feller
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If I could invent a Time Machine,
I know where it would rest,
Back into the Seventies,
Where music was at it's best.
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They swarmed the skies like angry hornets,
the war birds in the air above.
There were so many,
at times they blocked out the sun.
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I am spoilt, and my likeness is long and beyond
I am a grandchild after all They envy my treats across the adoration
And guiding blitz betwixt the glorification
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The ants go to war again
Hive mind in psychotic brain
Colonies over resources fight
They're wrong and we're always right
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In blue of night
Such Silence fills the sight!

Blue-black stretches the sea-breast
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If impossible is possible it is called as miracle happening in the world;
Drops of water falling from the sky together is what we call as rain fall;
It is a natural happening all have been witnessing in the world since long;
If some other thing falls as rain it is miracle happening in the world!
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After blitz back to me
Gravitation of survival
Dragonfly running free
From what I can feel.
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Have a great birthday, Sister Nitz,
Views alarmingly disappear;
Time to make multimedia blitz
Of teasers for the entire year.
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I listen for more, sitting in the porch
As breeze stirs dormant thoughts
And rain intones some archaic pain
Aroma of wet soil wafts free
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I woke up my sweet wife was gone thinking it was just a dream, but I swung my arm around the bed and notice
My beloved wife is no more or in my life. Oh, the pain I felt was so great I went into a deep sleep and woke up one year later, finding myself in a nursing home surrounded by strangers. I just stared for another 10 years out the window trapped in my body by now I have aged a lot while sleeping someone woke me up and there standing was my wife, young and beautiful she took my hand we went through walls and in another dimension forever in a blitz heavenly places.
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travel the timeline of mankind
twenty centuries hardly rates
panzers failed but not marks
teuton forces at moscows gates
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‘Angered seasons have ere now', creak the bones
Of the old, ‘laid cities to waste. Now time
Will uproot from our earth the enraged stones
And heap them upon our heads'. But the grime
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