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Why Didn’t I Grow Up to be (Barbie’s Ken?)


Why didn’t I grow up to be (Barbie’s Ken?)

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A thought by Sinbad the Sailor Man


This poem created and developed @Neopoet.com

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Sinbad the Sailor Man

Member since October 10th 2007

Like Dorothy’s Tin Man


Like Dorothy’s Tin Man

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A thought by Sinbad the Sailor Man


This poem created and developed @Neopoet.com

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Sinbad the Sailor Man

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You’re Refusing Me (Is Confusing Me)


You’re Refusing Me (Is Confusing Me)

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by Sinbad the Sailor Man

This poem created and developed @Neopoet.com

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Sinbad the Sailor Man

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But It’s a New Day Now


But It’s a New Day Now

Has been selected for publication @Triond.com

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A thought by Sinbad the Sailor Man

Alone again; double the trouble, double the fun. I would have wished, that you would of become a Nun. If I had to do it all alone, again I mean,I would never change that day…

This poem created and developed @Neopoet.com

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Sinbad the Sailor Man

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Somebody to Share You with


Somebody to Share You with

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by Sinbad the Sailor Man

This poem created and developed @Neopoet.com

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Sinbad the Sailor Man

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Monkey Lust


Monkey Lust
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A thought By Sinbad the Sailor Man

High in the mountain tops of Kilimanjaro, sits an old forgotten Monastery. Cut off from all civilization, below a clear view of the evils of war. An extremely evil warlord is involved in the gruesome training of young African tribesmen, As the Monks look on helplessly.


This poem created and developed @Neopoet.com

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Sinbad the Sailor Man

Member since October 10th 2007