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Radio Man
Mario William Vitale
with love swinging on its sod there he stood the radio man with stereo in his hand would rap to hisRate it:

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Radio Poem
Bertolt Brecht
You little box, held to me escaping So that your valves should not break Carried from house to house to ship from sail to train, So that my enem...Rate it:

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Dusting to Rock N' Roll Music
Sonia Walker
roll music, my hips are swaying to the beat, the radio is turned on louder as I shuffle my feet. IRate it:

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AUR CYMRAEG
Alan Parry-Booth
Isa. But my golf ball was special It held a radio cell And each time it was handled It rang my telRate it:

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3 Minute Warning
lynn weescabbydugs
milk and your 15 cans of beans tell you on the radio don't panic human race your life is not so vitRate it:

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A Return Of Elvis
Mario William Vitale
in the window Elvis in the theatre Elvis on the radio so many tender songs the king sang let us alwRate it:

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A Tender Message Of Hope For These Times
Mario William Vitale
the early Spring peeps begin to sing after the radio thaws a message of hope to help you cope comesRate it:

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Albert Down Under
Marriott Edgar
time as he'd seen it done. He soon had the radio crackling, And flashing the tale far and wide, Rate it:

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Christmas is not for midgets spread out in a given circumstance,
Mario William Vitale
by on a free pass systems blasting & the radio’s on it’s never too late to hear the end of thisRate it:

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Distress Sale
Raymond Carver
records. We carried out kitchen items, a clock radio, hanging clothes, a big easy chair with them fRate it:

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Hammer Head Toast With A Jar Of Spam
Mario William Vitale
don't you believe in what television or radio says about you its only somebody else's fanRate it:

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Hot Stuff
Mario William Vtale
get a little high Smoking blunts and the radio blasting gone are the nights we used to cruise Rate it:

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I Like Canadians
Ernest Hemingway
all in a hurry to get home to supper And their radio sets. They are a fine people. I like them. Rate it:

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Last Landfall
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
the Ooonah for Burnie'.... How often the radio spoke; Till the stout little ship and her journey GrRate it:

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Millennium
Ellis Parker Butler
red-rouged knee. The dowagers are no longer fat. Radio now makes safe the sea— And the Turk has bouRate it:

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North Infinity Street
Conrad Potter Aiken
the kitchen steam, at dusk, when the muted radio croons a dream, there, amid combs and the waitingRate it:

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Quaker Hill
Harold Hart Crane
new love-nest pageant. Fresh from the radio in the old Meeting House (Now the New Avalon Hotel) vRate it:

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Romance
Robert William Service
In Paris on a morn of May I sent a radio transalantic To catch a steamer on the way, But oh the postal fuss was frantic; They sent me here, they se...Rate it:

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Ros
Andrew Marvell
virgineo cuncta pudore timet. Donec oberrantem Radio clemente vaporet, Inq; jubar reducem Sol genitRate it:

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Sixty Years Ago
Alice Guerin Crist
on the broad veranda, listening to the radio, Knowing wonders quite undreamt of in the days of longRate it:

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Stop The Hate
Mario William Vitale
by on a free pass systems blasting & the radio's on it's never too late to hear tRate it:

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Stop The Hate, Unity & In These Times
Stop The Hate, Unity & In These Times
by on a free pass systems blasting & the radio’s on it’s never too late to hear the end of thRate it:

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The Bridge: Quaker Hill
Harold Hart Crane
new love-nest pageant. Fresh from the radio in the old Meeting House (Now the New Avalon HoteRate it:

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There Is
Guillaume Apollinaire
is this captain anxiously awaiting the latest radio dispatch to reach us via transatlantic cable TRate it:

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These Are The Days
Mario William Vitale
sets Don't you believe in what T.V. or radio has to say about you its always somebody elseRate it:

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