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Jeers To You

Cow chips and a bottle of piss, perfect snack for your unclean lips Hitting the fan is a stale sewer smell The six-by-twelve room you’re living in is a cancer cell flush next to a toxic landfill All of your friends are burp babies, bigoted bums like you Empty box heads full of odd dumpster tools They come to your putrid place, where everybody knows their rotten name They squat down next to your face, drunkenly foaming out their shame And the vomit dip is getting latrine low, while louder is getting the salty pretzel bellows Rowdy cursing cheers, foul looking leers ... The kinda place where any self-respecting woman don’t wanna be near So pass around another profane cup of fermented piss, refill the potty mouth bowl with some more cow chips A room reeking of sour yellow teeth and smacking brown lips Here’s jeers to you and your pagan pals: always leaving the lid up, never closing the door Neanderthal nimrods who don’t love to spray, cavemen walking barefoot on the chip crumbs filthy floor Here’s jeers to you, Gonzo, draped in dung gear gutter-stained gray You and your fly down Mesozoic slugs have yourselves a maggot day

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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Date: 10/23/2017 6:57:00 PM
I was reading the comments below. It is indeed a poem showing disdain, but there ain't nothin wrong with THAT. Creativity is what we are all about here!! I think you did some great descriptive imagery in here.
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Date: 10/23/2017 6:05:00 PM
Continued ... who out there doesn't get angry? If you do exhibit that emotion from time to time, then I'm gonna write about anger ... disdain ... apathy. Every negative human emotion is gonna be examined by my surgical pen. If the pain I write about is too intense to take, avert your eyes. So that you don't get blinded by the write. My rant is finished ... for now. Love and peace always.
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Date: 10/23/2017 6:00:00 PM
Continued ... We cover every emotion, every sacrilege, every nuanced foible, every secret tear shed. We're unafraid to broach any subject at any time against anybody. We are true poet pioneers. Unafraid of expressing our pen voice, not afraid of our freedom to create. Love and peace forever.
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Date: 10/23/2017 5:56:00 PM
Ty everyone for your kind comments. Ain't angry at no one in particular. Just exercising my poetic creative prerogative. I love slamming knuckleheads though. Lol! On a serious note, I think a lot of poets/poetesses on this site can't grasp the breadth of other poets creative scope. The rare bird poets/poetesses are unlimited in our artistic expressions. We cover it all from every angle at any depth. We are the poetic pioneers of this generation. We're unbound not muzzled. Love and peace.
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Date: 10/23/2017 4:54:00 PM
There is a lot of anger and distain in this poem and my question is at whom. I worked with addicts and alcoholics and found it very disheartening. I could not find the unconditional love of a Christ with which to put up with their choices. A wise man once told me all we can do is give them sobriety long enough to realize what they are giving up. Your poem made me see who I was really angry at. Thank you.
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Date: 10/23/2017 12:55:00 PM
The buffet line just got a little longer after reading your latest Freddie, I lost my appetite, I assume that’s the point...
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Date: 10/23/2017 10:59:00 AM
The kind of people you associate with, would definitely influence you in one way or the other. Great write!
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Date: 10/23/2017 8:05:00 AM
Wow! I feel the distain in this piece. Well done! :)
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