Login
|
Join PoetrySoup
Home
Submit Poems
Login
Sign Up
Member Home
My Poems
My Quotes
My Profile & Settings
My Inboxes
My Outboxes
Soup Mail
Contest Results/Status
Contests
Poems
Poets
Famous Poems
Famous Poets
Dictionary
Types of Poems
Quotes
Short Stories
Articles
Forum
Blogs
Poem of the Day
New Poems
Resources
Syllable Counter
Anthology
Grammar Check
Greeting Card Maker
Classifieds
Member Area
Member Home
My Profile and Settings
My Poems
My Quotes
My Short Stories
My Articles
My Comments Inboxes
My Comments Outboxes
Soup Mail
Poetry Contests
Contest Results/Status
Followers
Poems of Poets I Follow
Friend Builder
Soup Social
Poetry Forum
New/Upcoming Features
The Wall
Soup Facebook Page
Who is Online
Link to Us
Member Poems
Poems - Top 100 New
Poems - Top 100 All-Time
Poems - Best
Poems - by Topic
Poems - New (All)
Poems - New (PM)
Poems - New by Poet
Poems - Random
Poems - Read
Poems - Unread
Member Poets
Poets - Best New
Poets - New
Poets - Top 100 Most Poems
Poets - Top 100 Most Poems Recent
Poets - Top 100 Community
Poets - Top 100 Contest
Famous Poems
Famous Poems - African American
Famous Poems - Best
Famous Poems - Classical
Famous Poems - English
Famous Poems - Haiku
Famous Poems - Love
Famous Poems - Short
Famous Poems - Top 100
Famous Poets
Famous Poets - Living
Famous Poets - Most Popular
Famous Poets - Top 100
Famous Poets - Best
Famous Poets - Women
Famous Poets - African American
Famous Poets - Beat
Famous Poets - Cinquain
Famous Poets - Classical
Famous Poets - English
Famous Poets - Haiku
Famous Poets - Hindi
Famous Poets - Jewish
Famous Poets - Love
Famous Poets - Metaphysical
Famous Poets - Modern
Famous Poets - Punjabi
Famous Poets - Romantic
Famous Poets - Spanish
Famous Poets - Suicidal
Famous Poets - Urdu
Famous Poets - War
Poetry Resources
Anagrams
Bible
Book Store
Character Counter
Cliché Finder
Poetry Clichés
Common Words
Copyright Information
Grammar
Grammar Checker
Homonym
Homophones
How to Write a Poem
Lyrics
Love Poem Generator
New Poetic Forms
Plagiarism Checker
Poetics
Poetry Art
Publishing
Random Word Generator
Spell Checker
Store
What is Good Poetry?
Word Counter
Email Poem
Your IP Address: 18.191.223.123
Your Email Address:
Required
Email Address Not Valid.
To Email Address:
Email Address Not Valid.
Required
Subject
Required
Personal Note:
Poem Title:
Poem
REPARTEE (wordplay) : I saw a fierce tiger moving in the woods, Last time when I was playing gulf with Tiger Woods. I looked tony and ready to cruise, As I was introduced to Toni Cruz. Big ups to James and Brown for gifting me that nice shoe, It looks like the one James Brown wore to perform, 'I got you'. And anytime I listen to him I feel good. His songs rub my spine so well in the hood too, So much that I call him Robin Hood. Bruh hurry, 'cause you gonna afford the fees of this school, Fifty percent's paid by Harry Ford for whoever comes through. Yeah, James and I have a bond so cool, And we operate with a James Bond rule, Which makes our friendship very beautiful. More do we regard the bill posted on the gates, dude, Than the tongue of Bill Gates that gets us confuse. The champ endures his pain in a bit blue, Then after pop a champagne to celebrate what he do. Sometimes there may be a failure when the weather is determined, But not when Mayweather is in the ring, Since he always put in his best to win. He would even win when he should box Putin, George sends him a walker anytime he goes to the bush and train. Which is confirmed by George Walker Bush as pertained. And that goes beyond what we see, Just as I'm seconding Beyonce. No germ dare infest that stone, 'cause he's already a gemstone. Crowned a heroe to forever reign at the bowl, That's believed a possible rainbow. Quiet moment meeting Mary on that far land as we go, Says she's from Maryland but I didn't know. It's been years when we and Michael toured Jordan with NBA, aww, Still happy of my communion with Michael Jordan, bruh. But ensure flies don't spoil the butter with moulds, As you need to batter those flies at your home, I don't mean the butterflies in the cold. My Baby doesn't worry about anything, Says every little thing's gonna be alright, as she thinks, When busily listening to Bob marley. So many years ago, some one sent her a light bulb from Mali, Till now it still functions, since she turns it down low. And it does shines out through the door, So it's outdoored. And the more her lifestyle's added with some odd, The more she's adored. And I love it when she serves me her breast on a plate, 'cause I become delighted to wrestle my foes with a breastplate. In fact, I love her when in the night she begins to gale, And many guess that she's just a nineteen year old girl, But far old is my Baby, Nightingale. Well, she never missed the mile when she threw the stone, But she didn't know death's another milestone.
CAPTCHA Preview
Type the characters you see in the picture
Required