Justin Reamer Poems

The boy looked at the sky,
Wondering what it's like to fly;
He looked down to the ground,
To see what he had found.
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Oh, Aunt Gail,
How I miss you so,
For you have always been
Good to us;
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White folks and black folks, living side by side,
Gays and lesbians, living quite nearby.

Racism ain't no big deal, with segregation now gone,
And homosexuals, they have their own problems at dawn.
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I realised it was half past eight,
When I was trying to finish my plate,
And I went to class quite late,
To chemistry, which I hate.
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Life can be rough,
When times don't seem
Quite right for us,
For they seem to
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Suspension resolution it be,
A nonet, it appears to me,
With cacophonous voices
Disturbing us greatly,
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Oh, Michigan!
How great you are,
For you are the peninsula
That surrounds the lakes,
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A beautiful day it appears,
To see such a beautiful sky;
And I have no such fears,
When I am going to fly;
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France is a beautiful place,
With so much history to see,
And so many people to meet,
And so much food to eat.
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I know he can be a beast,
When you look into his eyes;
I know how he feasts,
Especially as he tells lies.
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