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Auctions Poems - Poems about Auctions


Premium Member The Emperor Auctions off his Clothes
Come one, come all, to the grand affair! The emperor sells his finest robes bare! After a child called out: "He has no clothes" What would the crowd bid for those? The emperor beamed, modelling his finest gown. Woven in gold thread, with jewels all around. Silks and satins, woven with skill in fancy seams, To be auctioned off, as the suit...

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Categories: auctions, clothes, feelings,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Lofty Auctions
Renegade realtor dealt only with sellers sincere Harried under hammer results which rich revere Assured Lofty turned over listings like sausages Heat applied seared buyers, hankering hostages Canvassing coast, reframed aim purely at the top Invisible neighbour circular driveways, Dolce Drop Elm dotted uniform fairyland founded by botanist Supple carpet resilient reservoir, moist moss on it Initially entry point sat at...

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Categories: auctions, character, culture, funny, home,
Form: Couplet



Premium Member Slave Auctions, Alive and Well In a North Carolina School
A K-8 school, J.S. Waters, was roundly chastised today Its students held a 'mock' slave auction This happened in March, in North Carolina, in the year 2022 White students sold black students as slaves, and used the n-word too One boy went for $350, later he was clubbed with a baseball bat So, if...

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Categories: auctions, abuse, horror, how i
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Of Yard Sales
Yard Sales are the Macy’s of Saturday shopping, On a budget that fits in my coin purse. written for contest 07/27/2019...

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Categories: auctions, cute, dream, funny, hello,
Form: Free verse
Xvii: More Spare-Parts & Auctions
Those yelling voices from various tenements Sounded like the sad treble of girls In cellars where leviathans In a spree flourished forced libidos: The lasses trembling in rude arms! Sir – Still in their yellow bloom Pig-watchers of the wider forest Clad in the swords of midnight warriors Performed the vicar’s rituals. A blue hour lamented the gloom! In the morning more skulls lie A trash of...

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Categories: auctions, parodysad,
Form: Sonnet




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