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Death Row Blues

He’d spent nearly a decade on death row
Praying for appeals that were not bestowed
     Had a solid alibi
     One the courts would just not buy
A death sentence he’d have to undergo
 
DNA exam proved him no killer
But there’s a sad angle to this thriller
     Tests performed posthumously
     Executioners agree
Evidence came too late; what a chiller!
 


*For Miranda’s “Behind Bars Blues” contest


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Serial Killer A Limerick

There once was a serial killer His life was one sickening thriller From the bodies he’d saves And the ones in the graves His life was one bloody chiller Tho his mental state wasn’t quite normal And his social skills never that formal He loved people to pieces Even after life ceases With dead bodies he does like to dabble Now that sounds rather creepy you say That killing is how one spends his day While it’s not quite a profession More like an obsession In the end they’ll come take him away
AgMoore©
Authors note: This was done as an exercise, we were given certain words (a wordle ) and it was the writers choice what form to put them in and how to use them.


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Ten Little Indians

You perfected your lies to an art.
You succeeded in breaking my heart.
I shed not one tear,
for the hour is near,
when arsenic will keep us apart.


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out after dark

They warned me what might be in store.
But I heard all those stories before,
how they do not come back,
disappear in the black,
and I find them a colossal bore.

So I wade out at dusk with my vest,
bamboo rod and a hat with a crest.
Oh, so sure, that this time,
I will hook on my line
the one catch that will prove who is best!

When they found me, the next afternoon,
my remains made the search party swoon.
So, take heed and beware!
Do not venture or dare
to trespass his domain- BLACK LAGOON.


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New Friends - collaboration

I've been getting to know really well
my new friend with so much to tell.
We've got similar work
and we share the same quirk:
Our sore bodies are giving us hell!

by Andrea Dietrich

For her friendship I'm in her debt.
Though I like Soup, it's not home yet.
So with her kind words
I feel like I'm heard
And not a nobody poet. 

by Susan Burch



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An Angel

Last night as I lay in my bed
An angel appeared and said
Your life will soon end
I am sent as a friend
To a new kingdom soon you will be led

Say goodbye to all those you hold dear
Tell all they must not shed a tear
For your passing will be
Liberating and free
With my lead you will not have fear

In life you have suffered too much
Soon you will walk without need of a crutch
In the kingdom to come
You won’t limp you will run
With the help of the lords gentle touch

So I wait for the day to draw nigh
Though I know lots of people will cry
With happiness in my heart
I will gladly depart
Heavens waiting there for me to try

The angel at last has drawn near
He offers a new life so clear
With a silent prayer 
I climb the golden stair
Halleluiah the angels all cheer


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Throwaway Child

Nikki was an illegitimate child.
She grew up fast, she grew up wild.
She ran away from home at age sixteen.
A pimp killed her when she turned eighteen.
This is a cautionary tale of a throwaway child.


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A Series of Unfortunate Darwin Awards

The Darwin Awards are a posthumous honor, recognizing those who have improved the human gene pool by removing themselves from it by their own foolish actions.

In a robbery way out in Long Beach
Elliot's handgun misfired in the breech
    Down the barrel he took
    A quite scatterbrained look
Then made it more than a figure of speech

There was a foolish fellow named Gary
Who gulped gasoline over near Cary
    The fuel made him gag
    So he fired up a fag
And now smokes in the state mortuary

"Look, no helmet!" Phil proudly decried
In the headgear disobedience ride
    He stood for his rights
    Then put out his lights
When he flew off his Electra Glide

An impatient Korean got miffed
And was ramming the doors of the lift
    Then went a bit daft
    When he got the shaft
But his ride to the bottom was swift

References:
http://jdgroover.wordpress.com/2013/08/20/the-2013-darwin-awards-are-out/
http://www.darwinawards.com/darwin/darwin2012-03.html
http://www.darwinawards.com/darwin/darwin2011-03.html
http://www.darwinawards.com/darwin/darwin2010.html


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My definition of love

Baby, the day I saw you first
Dunno how my heart had a burst
You soon became my friend
Would friendship last till the end?
Staying without you, oh that’s the worst

High time it was, I’d waited so long
You’d finally proposed to me with a song
Ooohh I could hardly wait
You were already my mate
I wished nothing would now ever go wrong

We usually sat together like a dove
Now was that really true love, love?
Sad songs seemed so boring
Romance in full sure seemed luring
Now was that really true love, love?

Your lovely smile was now my smile
Our relationship was not at all fragile
I started drawing hearts and roses
We took photographs in various poses
Without you, I couldn’t even stand a while

One day that was, I wasn’t feeling very well
You immediately rang the nearest doctor’s bell
He had a really bad news
From all the doctors we took reviews
I was about to die, they said from their shell 

That is the day when I realized
Our love was never actually very precise
My love had different forms
Between us, we had no norms
I sure had a soon to be demise

Relating romantic songs to you, was not true love
Electricity racing at your touch, was not true love
Your presence at my last breath, telling me 
You’ll never leave, kiss me, caress me
Making me smile, while I die, now that’s true love...


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Lose the Mask! Lose The Mask!

You might be beyond ever caring
what happens if you are still wearing
the face of a ghoul !
Do not be a fool
or St. Peter at you will be glaring.


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Fried Pants

Written on May 17, 2012

Mr. Phiburn, a man who had tried
To live not by the sword, but all lies
No surprise where he went
For him, eternity was spent
Wearing pants that were
Very well fried.

Inspired by: “Liar, liar pants on fire”



Gail's Note: To those who have commented on my poetry within the past few weeks. Thank you, and I apologize for my non-responsiveness.  I haven't been able to be as involved with the soup recently.  I hope to become more involved again within the next few weeks or so.


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The young man from Dover

There was a young man lived in Dover
And he was the son of a rover
He fell into the sea
Cause clumsy was he
A shark came and it was all over.


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These Colors Don't Run Limerick

<                                 once were twin towers on horizon
                                   bombarded by Al Qaeda what sin
                                   then came many heros
                                   lost too at ground zero
                                   America's flag still flew in wind




In Loving Memory To Those Lost
On 911 R.I.P. You Are Not Forgotten


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What is it all about

After life's most noteworthy prize
All must reach a final demise
This was their best love
Say the wise from above 
Large pizza and super-size fries 


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Salty and sweet limerick

Is it sweet or salty or sour?
Brimming with happiness or always dour?
Prancing, living with gaiety
Or waiting for a guillotine 
Now standing forever to scour?


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Spirits, Incorporated

Written by Gail DeBole

Fred Hardtselle, a salesman who died,
On his tombstone had these words inscribed:
"In a seance call me,
for a rather small fee,
I'll find out where you're going, and why!"


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Getting away with murder and murderous thoughts The Egyptian edition

With one glance of her eyes you would turn to stone her icy glare would chill to the bone i talk about our Arabic teacher a vile and very nasty creature a shot in the head is not enough for that creature is very tough i would love to slit her throat with a knife or maybe cut of her head with a scythe a sprinkle of cyanide in her morning drink or throw her in tar and watch her sink booby trap her chair ,so it would explode tie her to a car and drag her down the road put her in a guillotine and chop of her head stab her with a dagger and watch as she bled put a bomb in her house and reduce it to ash cut the brakes on her car so she would hit and crash drive a stake through her heart and burn her with fire get her assassinated by soldiers for hire put a rope around her neck , and push her off a tower throw acid at her in a hailing shower maybe silver bullets from a silver gun dip her in oil and into the sun but nothing will work from what i have said because you cant kill something that's already undead
BY: Mostafa Zaki


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Farm Boy Lost

Farm boy Judd McFadden joined the army and was sent to Afghanistan.
Three months later he was shot and killed by a sorry jihadist from Pakistan.
His buddies crossed the border,
Despite a direct order,
And chased down the lousy dirty stinking rat bastard devil worshipping Taliban.


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Anzac Day

It's Anzac Day today
Or lads were sent away
To fight a war
And what the hell for
Because they had to pay


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'Ouch'

   


A man found himself in a pickle
When his girlfriend found he was fickle
He said "won't you stay"
She said "there's no way"
As she took his head off with a sickle.







Josette Key    2010


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Not the material guy

Not the material guy

I’m not the material guy
Ambitions were never for I
I’m always the one
That gets noting done
I’m a dreamer, I cannot deny.

My mind it is not very clever
My heart is as light as a feather
My manner is free
Like a bird in a tree
And I never will worry, not ever

Just like a river I’ll flow
And always my heart it will glow
I won’t push the river
So life does deliver
A feeling that each day does grow

Until the day that I die
I won’t let a day pass me by
Without looking at me
At within, what I be
As always I’ll ask ‘Who am I?’

18 September 2013 @1800hrs.






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Desire

Fulfilling desire can toll A sense of relief for the soul; But death will begin With the meaning of sin: Desire that’s out of control.


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Mediocre Man

There once was a man that was lackluster
Who's life was one giant cluster
Writes a suicide note
He slits his throat
Blank stares are all his family can muster


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Little baby

Little baby dont cry you will be sung a lullaby 
little baby dont worry forever in my dreams i hold you 
little baby dont be afraid for the angels will lead the way 
little baby dont be shy for together you will reach the sky 
little baby just be calm for they will never harm 
little baby sleep peacefully for you will always have my heart 
little baby the angels will protect you 
little baby i will never forget you...


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Murray

Written May 18, 2009

There once was a fella named Murray
Who lived his life in a flurry.
When the grim reaper stopped by
Murry refused to die
Saying, "I have a 
Meeting at 10:30."


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Watery Grave

There once was a fellow called Dwight,
Who thought a water bed was right,
But his house caught on fire,
And the outcome was dire,
When he was poached to death that night. *

For Natalie's Fun Death contest

* Based on an old joke, like the man who tried to hang himself with a piece of elastic and bashed his brains out on the ceiling, LOL


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Fatal Ego

A muscular aerial acrobat
Young Mandy avoided nets, just like that
  
    Going netless has its perks
     Only if your balance works

You could say hubris made Mandy go splat



*for Natalie’s “Die a Fun Death” contest
11/20/2011 (Hubris is excessive pride or arrogance)


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Acts murder

lets Rigor mortis stiffly sleep
under the acts, of cold blooded murder 
and watch the cool driven cradle's of death
stab and bleed out 
open and wounded 
sheltered from none 
there in its, pool of darken, drying blood  
 
so now, murder me this, and murder me that 
how is it, that my enemies find me 
in any place, and any time 
could it be placed upon on my person 
or inside of me 
that you find me so completely

so is it legal or is it a crime
i 'm sure in time 
we will all have one up our ask...


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Date Worse Than Death

She checked into her room rather late Her motel had declared lowest rates But the price was to sour Compromised in the shower !! The weird owner was young Norman Bates!!
_________________________________________ For Contest Sponsored By Black Eyed Susan 8/19/13


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On The Southern Alligator Farm

Down south on the small alligator farm
Alligators grown to size to alarm
All the workers there too scared
Of young gators as they aired
Parachuted food to keep them from harm

(Inspired by Carolyn's picture but not entry.)


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Big Fat Looser

I Am a Big Fat Looser

Oh I am a big fat looser
I don’t deserve to live
I need someone to take a Gun
And shoot me till I’m dead

Yes I am a big fat looser
I really want to die
I’m looking for a violent guy
To shoot me in the eye

Oh I am a big fan looser
I really have to say
If this is life I realize
I hate it every day

Yes I am a big fat looser
And life is just the pits
I am a guy that wants to die
Not live another day

Oh I am a big fat looser
I really hate this life
If you the one don't have a gun
Then maybe use a knife

Yes I am a big fat doofus
I really have to say
If suicide is painless
Well then maybe that’s the way

Oh I am a big fat doofus
I live in misery
But I don’t have the courage
Or I’d blow myself away

I really am a doofus
I’ve one more thing to say
If anyone is listening
Then shoot me right away
So I can die today


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Elizabeth Molloy

Unmoving, unchanging, perfect as can be we wish you hadn't been there, we would pay any fee Beauty pours out from the eyes belonging to you piercing with brown and hints of gold too everyone wonders, where would she be, if it weren't for that tree


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Poison tongue

bite your lip only one sip cold as the statue gonna be you you hear your body bag start to zip


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BOO

Once came along sisters entity
Sound like runaway trains fifth degree
Across trailers tin roof
Dogs started howl and woof
When seen spirit pants I did pee


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The Bell Tolls - November 10-1975

The wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald when trumpets sounded in herald twenty-nine lives where lost as the sea battered and tossed where all hope had fallin, imperiled
Poet-Rick Parise Wreck Of The Edmund Fitzgearld By Gordon Lightfoot


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Bully Me This, Bully Me That , Who's Afraid

http://www.Bully Me This, Bully Me That 
Who's Afraid of the undercover  surveillance, informing, informational 
informant, cool, low, down, dirty, Cat 

why he has all the power and would never lie 
that's why he's able to use the law 
to  badger me (harass : to exhaust an enemy by attacking repeatedly)
and fix it so i will die 
where is the right and the wrong of my government 
its seem to be all gone 
or was it never there 

why his game is so smooth, and yet so mean 
you'd think, your the one 
whit (with) a pocket full of dreams   
but its not you mind full of colors 
that he wants 
its, the control of the  mental
to make you want, what he 
wants you to want 
buy, sell, cheat, and lie 
or eat and die 
 
So whats, that got to do with you? 
its time for you, to protect you, and figure it out...
or the next generation will 
make many men rich, beyond rich... 

PS... which way is just-us (more like just me!) poetrysoup.com/member_area/submit_poems.aspx


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Lizzie Borden

(Limerick)

When Lizzie (Borden) saw what she's done
Thought to herself that was so much fun
So she whack them again
And again and again
Then laughed aloud at what she's done!


Dorian Petersen Potter
Aka ladydp2000
Copyright@2014


09.16.2014


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Thus, Fate Avengeth

Henry VIII desireth an heir.
Wife after wife, nary son hath wives bourne.
Thusly, he cut off each head.
Findeth a new wife instead.
His sole son hath been born from an affair.


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A Child of Nine

When I was a child of nine
I thought I had all the time
Time to live and be happy
Time to fish with my pappy
But death had crossed the line


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death is good

oh give me a rope
with a noose that is loose 
and i'll tie it up on a beam

then give me a pill
that will give me a thrill 
and i'll end it all on a high

Death Death is the way 
for life is to sucky to play

so give me a gun
that is loaded for fun
and i'll blow my brains far away


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Blood Lust

There once was a man who thirst for gore
Biting the necks of your average whores
Stake to the heart
He's falling apart
Spreading ashes and ashes galore


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Dead Man's Shoes

They gave me some nice tennis shoes.
When I came to prison it's true.
    They said you must wear
    and you must not care.
That a dead man has done paid his dues.


For SKAT's "Shoes" contest


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The truth be thy only medicine

I can't take the truth, though I know what it is right.
 
I can't stand the thought, but someday I might.
 
Be able to look back on memories of you.
 
Thinking about them might help pull me through.
 
Out of the darkness and into the light.
 
You were my sun and my moon, you made my life so bright.
 
You kept it worth living when things went to hell,
 
You picked me back up everytime that I fell.
 
But now that you're gone my life is beyond out of control,
 
I am going on empty, carrying a sorry dead soul.
 
So deep in my heart, nobody can see.
 
But I can still feel their eyes just starring at me.


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Driving Down Withered Roads

Driving down withered roads,
Off in the pond sing the toads,
My heart races as I turn to the left,
In goes the car, the pond will collect,
My car, myself, and other bodes


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A Little Bang

Mother Nature being supreme
Who beckons her violent scream?
Blind men lust for cash
Binding her into ash
The dust of kind Eden’s regime


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There was once

There was once a young dancer
Who was recovering from cancer
She wanted fame 
but her leg was lame
So people called her a prancer.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

I know it's really mean and sad but I had this as homework 
and I honestly couldn't think of 
rhyming words and than I just thought of this.


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Top brass go for the gold (Faster is better in Vancouver 2010)

Athlete kabob meat to skewer
Olympic games meet the sewer
Those ratings too flat
Create new dangers that
Pander to the TV viewer


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Silver Strands

The heaves and the roars and the sighs
Are less frightening to passer-bys
Than the terrible moans 
Of the hollowed out stones
Which bring forth the dead sailors’ cries.


The sky in the west has gone red,
Dyeing rocks on whom many have bled
Men defended their homes
Legends filled foreign tomes:
Devil’s ile is what far scholars said

Thinking savages roamed ‘round uncouth
They could not have imagined the truth
That a goddess lived there
With star light for her hair
Who gave to all many life times of youth

These people they could not feel fear
For as long as their goddess was near
Despite the fall of leaves
They had endless reprives
A silver strand and at death they could leer

But when one girl fell deeply in love
With one resembling a sweet mourning dove
When she asked for a strand
From her tribe she was banned
Left to die with her husband alone

First of her people to grow wise with age
She tried to make others give up their rage
But with her own son she failed
And to his people he sailed
He hanged the goddess by her hair on her stage

*I know that this is a bit creepy and gross.  I don't know why I wrote it.*


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Roman Wedlock

A baby, pious, was born by aide
He named it Gaias, and felt like a jade
While he cried,
Cause mommy died.
His wife hired yet another maid. 


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Cupids killer

I left myself open to you like a 24 hour store and you stole from it all that which I value and hold true. You have left my shelves barren…I don’t fully understand it? My heart has been robbed by someone I thought wanted me too, yet only to find that she did not ever love me…I was just being used. As my heart bleed out on a back street alleyway in some forgotten part of a city on the edge of rebirth. I cried dear Lord, oh dear Lord…I have surrendered my love to a defiler of good things. Broken like a priceless vase that can never be replaced, these are the words of a man who’s heart now beats off pace. How could someone be so cruel? I stand hear on the edge of the top of this building, looking into an abyss devoid of my soul and trust of another…seeking only to gain solace in death, from a love misplace in the hands of a cupid killer who was incapable of receiving love.


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A Girl On A Mission

              A Girl On A Mission

There once was a gal who sold china

Tested rockets in her vagina

She sat on one hard though

It made her a martyr

Blasting her & her china to China 


                                                           6/24/14 Bawdy Limericks II Contest


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Sediments of life

Sediments of life experiences may seem precarious
One’s faith and hope that they may be found meritorious
As one lies six feet underground
The hereafter will only be compound
If the Creator’s judgment finds you sinfully nefarious


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Sin

Such food made the people go crazy.
Their hearts Fill'd with lust all got hazy
In bad stuff they were in
Many died cuz of sin
And were lost for'ver and that's crazy!


Dorian Petersen Potter
Aka ladydp2000
Copyright@2014


September 8,2014



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Lady de leisure

There once lived a woman called Lady-de Leisure, who turned not to men, but food for 
pleasure.
She ate everything spicy and sticky and sweet, the poor lady could not even see her poor 
feet. From dusk until dawn, all she would do was eat, drink, break wind, burp belch and poo.
But one day whilst eating her thirty fifth pie, the lady burped loudly, keeled over and died.
The funeral had to be held outside, but people they came to say goodbye.
The coffin itself, you’ve never seen bigger. The bearers were three forklift trucks and a 
digger.
The hole in the ground was fourteen feet wide, and  even then the coffin scraped at the sides.
So if you are thinking about being a lady of leisure, look elsewhere than food solely for 
pleasure.


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Little Red Riding Hood

And then we have Red Riding Hood
That girl was sure up to no good
For she laid a trail
Her granny to nail
By a wolf as she knew he would

Then this little girl had the nerve
From everything I could observe
To have him done in
Because of his grin
She didn’t get what she deserved

No, she got her very own story
A heroine in all her glory
Instead of thanked
She should have been spanked
For it was a story too gory 


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Bath Salts

There once was a guy who was crazy
Took bath salts to make him not lazy
Bad trip to say the least
Human flesh was a feast
Dead carcass was pushin' up daises


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Cannible

"I shall be telling this with a sigh." Robert Frost served warm on a dish they can only wish surviving another day he will have to pay that horrible Hamilton Fish ~contest ~ EROTICA


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Lime Green In Pool Filter

Praying Mantis at basement door
I had not seen you here before
So lime green you stand out
Scarey enough to make me shout
Died next day in pool filter__gore


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She Walks Among the Shadows

She walks among the shadows of my house
Barely even there – quiet as a mouse
She has never said a word
At least none that I heard
She’s the image of my dear departed spouse

She’s here because her spirit just can’t leave
She’s here because no one has yet to grieve
She looks me in the eye
As if to ask me why
I often chuckle – she’s so damned naïve

It’s not that she was really all that bad
It’s just that one night tryst that she had
I couldn’t stand her sight
So later that same night
I accosted her with my own pentad

She knows I hit her with a hammer – hard
She knows she’s buried right in our backyard
Yet she comes into my home
And she won’t let me alone
She’d like to hoist me on my own petard

Ok – so maybe I’m a real louse
For knocking off my dear departed spouse
But that don’t give her the right
To haunt me day and night
As she walks among the shadows of my house

Pentad – five elements of investigation – in this case – who, what, why, where, how
Petard - The word remains in modern usage in the phrase hoist with one's own 
petard, which means "to be harmed by one's own plan to harm someone else" 
or "to fall into one's own trap," literally implying that one could be lifted up (hoist, or 
blown upward) by one's own bomb.

Written	6/18/11 - 10:02 PM
Honorable Mention in Ghosts contest


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'Mort Ghlinne Comhann'

A number of centuries ago
In 1692, in a place called Glencoe
      Where a massacre took place
      And the Clan Campbell lost face
When neighbours were sometimes your foe







http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/scotland-4.php


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Death and Taxes

 To the earth below my end commences,

 And have committed life's last offences!

   But the IRS grip never relaxes,

    For even in death you pay taxes;

 And now I can't deduct living expenses!









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Thoughts

Thoughts run through my head
wishing some bad souls were shead
sometimes I think for days 
mind filled with a lot of evil ways
my soul will never become dead


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The stiff

(the word (moll) means a mobsters wife or girlfriend)



I heard of a wiseguy named Guido
Who suffered a waning libido
His disgruntled moll
Made a quick call
Now Guido is incognito


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Remains and Residue of Love

56 years. 

Now he lives on the 8th floor, 
she lives on the sixth. 

2 floors, 
two buttons, 
and 20 feet away. 


He travels 
by cane. 

Relieved 
they don't make those things 
out of saw-dust, 
she lives 

2 buttons, 
two floors, 
and 20 feet away. 


Too much momentum 
to spin her attempts, 
he waits for her guide downstairs.

Paces in front of the window each day, 
and when she makes her move, 
he hurries down 
-well, he tries- 
so she won’t assemble outside, 
unaccompanied. 

Always wondered what they talked about, 
perhaps the loss of their only daughter 
thirty years ago. 

perhaps not.

That other day 
she sat alone, 
and I thought 

... he may have just had taken a nap... 
and as she rested there waiting, 

she joined him, 
in the only way she could.



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DISOBEDIENCE

A foible is the result of a flaw
in those disobeying the Law;
our ancestors defied God,
not honoring their Lord...
and they lost all the richness they saw.


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Turkey feed

Now the turkeys are feeding like kings
And they flap round their high protein wings
Soon unknown to the dears
They will sit on their rears
And be roasted and stuffed, the poor things


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Ladder to Salvation

I climbed the ladder to salvation With bumps and bruises at each station We never saw eye to eye Kept saying I’ll never die Maybe heaven will be a vacation
Russell Sivey


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In the Meadow

Sunshine, daises, and purple marshmallow In my meadow which the humans left fallow Lovely flowers I greet Glad to give their fruit sweet To the sounds of my stream so shallow
The sky is grey, the sun is dead For it would follow where my sweet-ling led Plants crunch 'neath my boots Dead for still having roots In this meadow where from all he fled
Something has upset the drowsy air So I rise from among petals fair Creatures bolted in fear At me she stops to peer Not one of my homes did she spare
A monarch floats nearer, an old broken toy I reach my hand forward to crush out its joy He once was as weak Wings brush my dry cheek In this meadow, at last, I can cry for my boy
By Grace Williams


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Splat

The skydiver was an acrobat.
When he jumped he liked to throw his hat.
Free falling was his hope
His hat stuck in the rope.
The chutte didn’t open; he died...splat!

Ó November 22, 2011


Written for Poetry Soup Member Contest: Die A 'Fun' Death Contest 	
Sponsored by: Natalie The Rogue Rhymer


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Armageddon over Gentile U.S.of A

As I was driving to work early morn
The Police and Fire fighters were cleaning their horn
in Preparation of a Certain Alert
Evacuation exercises while the Hunks take off their shirt
DUCK AND COVER:The Best of DVD has hit the store
To take you back to the MISSILE CRISIS before
You and Sally will be laughing on the floor
And then..MR CLEAN will wipe the debris off the door
Crime will heed to the Political greed
Mother Nature won't be bothered indeed
The "after-effects" will fade after a few million decade
Deorderent of choice:a Few billion cannisters of RAID
Momma is upset at the current STAGE 2 alert
She didn't have a chance to get ready for work
papa is filling his gut with morning beer
He knows it is wise to drink up while it's here
Turning to the Sports section just one final time
and then the BIG BANG as the Desperatos cross the Line
The children's corpses are still on their bed
Radioactive creepy crawlers have taken them by the head
Outrage
Chaos
Mayhem ensues
No more Katie Curic and the 6:30 evening news
Before I die,of Certainty this night..
One last Hurrah
to Hear Eric Clapton play the blues!


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The East End, Ends

It's goodbye to mad Frankie Fraser The East Ends gangster appraiser So loyal to the Kray's To his very last day One the Sixties ultimate erasures .


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NEVER DARING TO LOOK DOWN

I stand on the highest cliff shaking,
it's the barest, sharpest reef existing...
never daring to look down;
ravens watch me with a frown, 
but the awful feeling keeps growing.


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Did You Ever ?

Did you ever sit and ponder
about  God's miraculous wonders
or sit back and reflect
on the religious aspects?
It makes my heart for Him fonder

Did you ever question the existence of God?
I don't think that question that is very hard
because I know what I feel
that the Lord my God is truly  real
and I gratefully give Him my heart

Did you know that the death of Jesus was sacrificial?
because man's belief  was so superficial
as Jesus'  death was the method to repent
yet mankind's sinning ways would not relent
for mankind's faith was so artificial

But there is one thing I can certainly convey
as ye reap as you sow, the Bible does say
just exalt and glorify God and in Him rejoice
praise and worship Him with a cheerful voice
and He will treasure you all of your days



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TRAGEDY AT SEA

Too awful was the fate of the beautiful and elegant Titanic,
it's last voyage to New York City proved to be very tragic...
it suddenly crashed into a gigantic iceberg and rapidly sank.
Many passengers waited for rescue on the ship's main deck;
only human courage can truly attest to the tale of the Titanic.



Entered in Carolyn Devonshire's contest, "Sea Tales Limericks".


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Must Have It All

Greedy men can’t be satisfied
And they’ve done damage as they’ve tried
To own everything
Their hearts must truly sting
When with all their wealth they have died


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Holocene Extinction



                      Dodo the dead had halcyon days on her native shore
                  Like halcyon birds she was happy in heaven’s ground floor
                                  Hounds and crews did her confuse
                                    Struck the land with evil cues
                 Filled the air with wings of greed, naive Dodo was no more


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WHEN A LIMERICKER DIES

WHEN A LIMERICKER DIES
Limerick
Copyright© Rajat Kanti  Chakrabarty
16th November, 2014










                He  dies when he loses fun at the Nantucket Island Beach
        And Never hears  "You're a real fun guy" from the field of Quidditch
                                He dies when he is not cuddled
                                 In fireside all are not huddled
           And the world is befuddled by the stabs of blistering speech


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Twice Through the Ice

Skatin' on dangerous ground,
Scared someday I'll be found,
My feet through the ice,
Don't think that'd be nice
When the spring thaw comes around


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Forgone Conclusion

I was gone b- four
they knew it
I had a sense
of in-tu-it,
And no one caught on,
That I was somehow gone,
And, this, this life, I blew it.


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STAR 80

~*~ ~~**~~ THERE ONCE WAS A LASS FROM MANHATTAN SHE WORE PETTICOATS MADE OF RED SATIN FOR PLAYBOY SHE MODELED NUDE ‘TIL HER LIFE WAS VIOLENTLY SUBDUED AND HER NAME WAS DOROTHY STRATTEN ~~**~~ ~*~