Best Gas Poems

Over the top lads, for old Blighty! Hold the colours high!
Say a little prayer for me, for this summer day we die.
My brothers from the...

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"England and America are two countries separated by a common language." 
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I was born and raised in a little town by the name of Calder
That was just twenty miles south of the Canadian border
As a boy I...

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My turds float like choc’late marshamallows
Just lurking about in the shallows
I guess that my butt
Is truly kaput
So doctor suggests bitter aloes

I questioned such treatment regime
Doc...

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Why I did it, I don’t know
Tornado of regret tortures my heart

On a moonless night, he approached 
Limping toward me as I pumped gas
Why was...

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What yonder lies in distant sky,
and looks like lovely butterfly?
A cloud of gas that iodized
whose blazing beauty mesmerized.

Throughout the universe serene,
in Scorpius she can be...

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red rooftops appear to glow in rainy-day haze
lost in memories of pre-war bliss
     she looks up to watch them bleed

pain is...

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T'were the night after Christmas, 'n' the house was all dark.
Not much money for 'lectric in the ol' trailer park.
Ma waitin' tables at the club...

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Due to growing Nimbus clouds of oppression
an area of low pressure has been building
Rest assured, it won't lead to bouts of depression
but rumblings of thunder...

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Sometimes on the road of life
	Change becomes the norm
		When you think, “The sky is true”
			The horizon brews a storm
Some storms last but a minute
	Like a...

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When my time is done and I am finally laid to rest
I don’t want to be recalled as one who lived life depressed

So as I...

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lately, i have been in this female mood
for some kind of abandon, that
which exhales the tigress fire
out of my lungs digging the veins
from a week's'...

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ALONE AT THE HOLOCAUST MUSEUM

rose early in the morning,
indulged in a lovely quiche lorraine,
ventured out

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Dear Ex,

I know you and I had our differences.
We were always finding new ways to say I loathe you.

It was my blameworthiness that allowed the...

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Peering beyond reach of human capacity
I revolve around the sun in a solar orbit,
Looking deep in space for origins of bygone
Going way beyond anyone has...

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