Poems with rhymes of selection

From the day a friendly hint had told of coal on his selection,
In the house, the street, the office Brown had revelled in a dream,
Wherein himself and family and all the Brown connection

We'd mistaken our calling, election,
Vocation, department, and use;
We had thought that our task was selection,

I sit, by selection,
Upon the direction

He lived on a small selection,
Or used ter live there I know’d;
An’ it lay in a west direction,

"Which of them has his affection?"
He declines to make selection.

Eve's daughter! with that skull! and that complexion?
What principle of “Natural Selection”

And climbing towards the peak of perfection
Designed profoundly is the process of selection

And love is just an instinct-driven method of detection,
That optimizes the gene pool by natural selection.

Your birthday is a holiday, a day of perfection
Your birthday is "Election Day," a day of selection

As we wallow in imperfection
We were torn apart
We made one wrong selection

He perhaps understood my dilemma in the selection
He smiled and touched a painting in the section

A hominid made by natural selection
Formed when evolution altered our direction.

poetry is just his collection
for every selection

What all tricks do they employ to win election?
Dirty game is involved for shady selection

My dear, you are of divine work, among the few of God's selection,
He chose to personify perfection