Learn more about other poetry terms
Hong Kong China crunchclash of ideologies—iron mixed with clay . . © 2019 Mark Toney. All rights reserved.
There was a commie named Sanders Claus. Most youths adore him with an applause. He gives citizens free stuff, But critics call on his bluff. One day, he pinched himself with his claws.
It was never “what made America great”, but who It was never “that made America great”, but you, we We the people made it great But where do we the people now rest our fate?
I mouth dirges in the Cimmerian shades
Going to college has never been a matter of whether or not I'm going. It's a matter of where and why. But now I'm going to end up owing, More than my family has got kept, All the money spent just getting by.