Quotes about uncle, page 12
You can tell your uncle stuff that you could not tell your dad. That is kind of the role of an uncle. I feel very much like a father sometimes but sometimes I feel like a teammate.
quote by Dusty Baker
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My uncle was a hero, Lewis Roundtree. He was not even related to me really, but he was always called my uncle. He was like a father to me. I was closer to him than I was my father.
quote by Ed Bradley
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I guess of all my uncles, I liked Uncle Cave Man the best. We called him Uncle Cave Man because he lived in a cave and because sometimes he'd eat one of us. Later on we found out he was a bear.
Jack Handey in Deep Thoughts
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Uncle Moon
Uncle moon
Bumble moon
Laughing over the sky
Your mouth is big
Lips are red
Cheeks are golden yellow
Uncle moon
Bumble moon
Where are your teeth
It is funny
You have no teeth
Like my grand… grand mother.
poem by Dilipbhasker Mathra
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Ashes
I met her in an orphanage.
She gave me her autograph one day
And said 'uncle please does write something'.
Then I wrote few lines to be pleased her.
I saw the true love of Moths and flames.
It's a swarm of suicides.
'Uncle it's very short' she insisted.
I added one more line.
Love is sad.
Dedication to my poetess friend Sandra.Fowler
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Willi Brown
Your Uncle was too wise in his own eyes and,
Today you are poorer than ever!
But, try to be wiser always on this love.
Bury him here because he was a King's son,
Bury her here because she was a Queen's daughter,
For you are facing the traps of your own Uncle.
Willi Brown, of the songs of the birds that you are yet to understand;
But, i am now richer than ever! ! !
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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A Problem With Living Too Long
A godlier man, there never lived -
My dear old Uncle Fred,
And throngs should fill the funeral home
When word comes that he's dead.
For the numbers at the funeral home
Are a measure of one's worth;
The sum of all the lives one's touched
While here upon the earth.
But few will visit the funeral home
When my Uncle passes on,
For he's lived so long that those he's touched
Are already dead and gone.
poem by Lone Dog
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Rains Have Come
Dear Mom, send my dad across; the rainy season has come.
Oh, dear daughter, how can I?
Your dad's too old; the rainy season has come.
Dear Mom, send my brother across; the rainy season has come.
Oh, dear daughter, how can I?
Your brother's too young; the rainy season has come.
Dear Mom, send my uncle across; the rainy season has come.
Oh, dear daughter, how can I?
Your uncle's too dandy; the rainy season has come.
poem by Amir Khusro
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The Mad Yak
I am watching them churn the last milk they'll ever get from me.
They are waiting for me to die;
They want to make buttons out of my bones.
Where are my sisters and brothers?
That tall monk there, loading my uncle, he has a new cap.
And that idiot student of his--
I never saw that muffler before.
Poor uncle, he lets them load him.
How sad he is, how tired!
I wonder what they'll do with his bones?
And that beautiful tail!
How many shoelaces will they make of that!
poem by Gregory Corso
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Concerning The Synthetic Unity Of Apperception
"Trash, trash!" the king my uncle said,
"The spirit's smoke and weak as smoke ascends.
"Sit in the sun and not among the dead,
"Eat oranges! Pish tosh! the car attends.
"All ghosts came back. they do not like it there,
"No silky water and no big brown bear,
"No beer and no siestas up above."
"Uncle," I said, "I'm lonely. What is love?"
This drove him quite insane. Now he must knit
Time and apperception, bit by tiny bit.
poem by Delmore Schwartz
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