A rose of different colour stood alone
amidst the grasses on the farmer's land
and in the night when moon and stars all shone
she searched her soul deep down, inside the sand.
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Great highlights of the centuries
that saw big armies on their knees
were poets from the Fatherland
their words for all to understand.
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God's garden is called Paradise,
creation came from there.
He watches it with shining eyes
and marks each crevice where
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They sat around the bed,
as if it were required to be small
in confrontation with the Death
of one more soul, a relative at that.
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Two horses and a cow were walking
about the Christmas season talking.
Says horse named Clyde 'I am so big
I'll break the biggest baddest twig
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I woke with just a twinge of shame
your face had smiled inside a frame
at me, your Mona Lisa eyes
were young and fresh and, oh so wise.
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Last night I had a funny dream,
it seemed I'd lost my self-esteem.
Among the bottles in the shop
I stood and heard a noisy pop.
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A dipstick likes to rest in oil,
air does reside in tyres.
All plants are anchored in the soil
and flames make up all fires.
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Under the mistletoe,
a hundred yards below
King Ludwig's castle,
she lay, mortally wounded
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