"mcleod" poems - Hello Poetry

I was strolling down the aisle We were shopping there in style With my daughter sitting smiling in the cart, I was stretching out my hand For the Martinelli's brand When the apple of my eye gave me a start. With the bottle in my grasp I saw, coming toward us fast, A high heeled damsel, scarfed and towing her caddie And she smirked as I, condemned, Stood up to comprehend The reason, as my child said "Whisky Daddy?" There was nothing I could say, To make it seem another way, To vanquish the conviction so compelling It was the color you could tell And the shape she knew so well, The question that my daughter asked was telling. Neil Stewart McLeod

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May 10, 2017

May 10, 2017 at 12:40 PM UTC

neil-s-mcleod

Busted

I was strolling down the aisle We were shopping there in style With my daughter sitting smiling in the cart, I was stretching out my hand For the Martinelli's brand When the apple of my eye gave me a start. With the bottle in my grasp I saw, coming toward us fast, A high heeled damsel, scarfed and towing her caddie And she smirked as I, condemned, Stood up to comprehend The reason, as my child said "Whisky Daddy?" There was nothing I could say, To make it seem another way, To vanquish the conviction so compelling It was the color you could tell And the shape she knew so well, The question that my daughter asked was telling. Neil Stewart McLeod

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A God bless you, to all my teachers. I know it was hard, But you definitely managed to reach her. In Gupton's Math, You managed to make me laugh When the rest of them wouldn't dare cross your path. In Lotvedt's Social Studies It was hard staying awake But I think I managed to make us buddies. In Phibbs' Science I learned a little about my body, and you taught us a little self reliance. In Vinger's Writing, you had a great sense of humor and managed to teach me the art of citing. In McLeod's Reading, The place I loved and learned the most I learned to put my trust in the love of succeeding

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May 24, 2010

May 24, 2010 at 5:37 PM UTC

morrigan-lafaye-king-1

Teachers

A God bless you, to all my teachers. I know it was hard, But you definitely managed to reach her. In Gupton's Math, You managed to make me laugh When the rest of them wouldn't dare cross your path. In Lotvedt's Social Studies It was hard staying awake But I think I managed to make us buddies. In Phibbs' Science I learned a little about my body, and you taught us a little self reliance. In Vinger's Writing, you had a great sense of humor and managed to teach me the art of citing. In McLeod's Reading, The place I loved and learned the most I learned to put my trust in the love of succeeding

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A God bless you, to all my teachers. I know it was hard, But you definitely managed to reach her. In Gupton's Math, You managed to make me laugh When the rest of them wouldn't dare cross your path. In Lotvedt's Social Studies It was hard staying awake But I think I managed to make us buddies. In Phibbs' Science I learned a little about my body, and you taught us a little self reliance. In Vinger's Writing, you had a great sense of humor and managed to teach me the art of citing. In McLeod's Reading, The place I loved and learned the most I learned to put my trust in the love of succeeding.

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May 22, 2010

May 22, 2010 at 8:48 AM UTC

morrigan-lafaye-king

Teachers

A God bless you, to all my teachers. I know it was hard, But you definitely managed to reach her. In Gupton's Math, You managed to make me laugh When the rest of them wouldn't dare cross your path. In Lotvedt's Social Studies It was hard staying awake But I think I managed to make us buddies. In Phibbs' Science I learned a little about my body, and you taught us a little self reliance. In Vinger's Writing, you had a great sense of humor and managed to teach me the art of citing. In McLeod's Reading, The place I loved and learned the most I learned to put my trust in the love of succeeding.

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opening up an eclectic ruddy random selection of books to the sound of classical concerto dimmed to 'whelming' (neither under nor overwhelming), is like entering point after point to perspective to new brain after old brain after subject to object to alluvit, the few, the many-- 'on July 21st, 1936, Lockheed test pilot Elmer C. McLeod, with Amelia as copilot, took the new Electra up for its first official flight..' 'This is the picture of the Djinn making the beginnings of the Magic that brought the Humph to the Camel..' 'A block away from the museum doors, the guards still follow us, until a new group of guards from the next building has us under surveillance..' 'More and more, I suspect that Buddhists and shamans are correct..' 'I liked Bloodworth and in the spring we were going to play outfield together on that Lowell team, he whose name for years had mystified me when I saw it in Lowell High and Lowell Twi League boxscores-' 'if the world at large found it impossible to believe the truth of the Holocaust, even when provided with incontrovertible proof, Berliners presented with piecemeal evidence, rumour and hearsay were bound to dismiss such talk as enemy propaganda, or perverted fantasy. As Ursula Von Kardoff recalled after the war: 'we were realistic and pessimistic. But Auschwitz?'- '"Twenty-five centavos." "Twenty-five centavos," repeated the Syrian in a firm voice with almost no accent.'--

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Mar 4, 2014

Mar 4, 2014 at 7:28 PM UTC

softcomponent

partitions and the 'joke dichotomy'

opening up an eclectic ruddy random selection of books to the sound of classical concerto dimmed to 'whelming' (neither under nor overwhelming), is like entering point after point to perspective to new brain after old brain after subject to object to alluvit, the few, the many-- 'on July 21st, 1936, Lockheed test pilot Elmer C. McLeod, with Amelia as copilot, took the new Electra up for its first official flight..' 'This is the picture of the Djinn making the beginnings of the Magic that brought the Humph to the Camel..' 'A block away from the museum doors, the guards still follow us, until a new group of guards from the next building has us under surveillance..' 'More and more, I suspect that Buddhists and shamans are correct..' 'I liked Bloodworth and in the spring we were going to play outfield together on that Lowell team, he whose name for years had mystified me when I saw it in Lowell High and Lowell Twi League boxscores-' 'if the world at large found it impossible to believe the truth of the Holocaust, even when provided with incontrovertible proof, Berliners presented with piecemeal evidence, rumour and hearsay were bound to dismiss such talk as enemy propaganda, or perverted fantasy. As Ursula Von Kardoff recalled after the war: 'we were realistic and pessimistic. But Auschwitz?'- '"Twenty-five centavos." "Twenty-five centavos," repeated the Syrian in a firm voice with almost no accent.'--

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Chocolate is the best treat ever! do you know how you get chocolate and candy from? your parents they buy it for you. That's why I love chocolate. you should thank your mother or father for buying it. by Kiara Mcleod

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Mar 15, 2015

Mar 15, 2015 at 11:33 AM UTC

kiaracn

I Love Chocolate!

Chocolate is the best treat ever! do you know how you get chocolate and candy from? your parents they buy it for you. That's why I love chocolate. you should thank your mother or father for buying it. by Kiara Mcleod

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Baths outside — It's a country thing... After a hard day’s work of rounding cattle, shovelling steamy **** hoeing weeds, woe, fixing fences fast fit and grounding the grass, you’ll mantle it; the horses and red-hot stamp them with bit... You may break for brunch, coffee (necessity!) and a bite to eat, But then it’s back on your feet. For more jobs to greet... When the singe-worthy sun starts setting, slipping behind the slopes, staged in the set background, as on 'McLeod's Daughters' and ‘Yellowstone’ found— You throw off your clothes and get right in, ohhh sounds (insert) to the outside bath, And soak off the grime from your bones, worn out. Sip an icy-cold beer or shot a wild whiskey, with relieving cheer! "ahhhhhhhhhhhh!"

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Sep 13, 2025

Sep 13, 2025 at 12:15 AM UTC

bekahalle

Bath - Outdoors

Baths outside — It's a country thing... After a hard day’s work of rounding cattle, shovelling steamy **** hoeing weeds, woe, fixing fences fast fit and grounding the grass, you’ll mantle it; the horses and red-hot stamp them with bit... You may break for brunch, coffee (necessity!) and a bite to eat, But then it’s back on your feet. For more jobs to greet... When the singe-worthy sun starts setting, slipping behind the slopes, staged in the set background, as on 'McLeod's Daughters' and ‘Yellowstone’ found— You throw off your clothes and get right in, ohhh sounds (insert) to the outside bath, And soak off the grime from your bones, worn out. Sip an icy-cold beer or shot a wild whiskey, with relieving cheer! "ahhhhhhhhhhhh!"

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I hope to see him again someday Like I saw him times before Resting under a red sun's rays When Michael knew nothing of war I pray I will always remember The love I lost too soon Forever, as if he never left And still basked in the glow of the moon So before this season has faded Before dark waters reach the shore I'll search for the rays and beams As brilliant as the ones he wore And i'll rest in the sunset like we used to But Michael won't be there anymore

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Mar 7, 2014

Mar 7, 2014 at 2:10 AM UTC

leila

Mr. McLeod

I hope to see him again someday Like I saw him times before Resting under a red sun's rays When Michael knew nothing of war I pray I will always remember The love I lost too soon Forever, as if he never left And still basked in the glow of the moon So before this season has faded Before dark waters reach the shore I'll search for the rays and beams As brilliant as the ones he wore And i'll rest in the sunset like we used to But Michael won't be there anymore

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Did George Floyd’s life matter? Did Breonna Taylor’s life matter? Did Ahmaud Arbery’s life matter? Did Eric Garner’s life matter? Did Trayvon Martin’s life matter? Did Mike Brown’s life matter? Did Tamir Rice’s life matter? Did Keith Childress’ life matter? Did Bettie Jones’ life matter? Did Philando Castille’s life matter? Did Michael Noel’s life matter? Did Jamar Clark’s life matter? Did Michael Lee Marshall’s life matter? Did Dominic Hutchinson’s life matter? Did Junior Prosper’s life matter? Did Keith McLeod’s life matter? Did India Kager’s life matter? Did Felix Kumi’s life matter? Did Samuel Dubose’s life matter? Did Darrius Stewart’s life matter? Did Sandra Bland’s life matter? Did George Mann’s life matter? Did Jonathan Sander’s life matter? Did Victor Laros’s life matter? Did Spencer McCain’s life matter? Did Jermaine Benjamin’s life matter? Did Kris Jackson life matter? Did Kevin Higgenbotham’s life matter? Did Amadou Diallo’s life matter? Did Oscar Grant’s life matter? Did Calvon Reid’s life matter? Did William Chapman’s life matter? Did Walter Scott’s life matter? All black / All unarmed / All murdered by US Police Did Dylan Roof’s life matter? Did Peter Manfredonia’s life matter? Did Anthony Trifiletti’s life matter? Did Patrick Crusius’ life matter? Did James Holmes’ life matter? All white / All murderers / All arrested peacefully by US Police Unarmed blacks Killed by US Police 5x unarmed whites Black men and boys Killed by US Police 2.5x white men and boys This is why we kneel This is why we march This is why we protest This is why we are mad as hell This is why we are fed-up as well This is why we riot Riot is the language of voices unheard When you respond “All Lives Matter” To our “Black Lives Matter” You’re not listening You didn’t hear You don’t care GTFOH ~ P

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Jun 1, 2020

Jun 1, 2020 at 3:38 AM UTC

james-g-paul-sr-aka-pablo

THIS IS WHY

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