Bastards Poems - Poems about Bastards

There are bastards in the world, too many of them for my liking, but they don’t care about my likes or dislikes for they are bastards. Bastards!! Hollowed out beings filled with a pus green aura of disdain. Bastards!! Scumbags, callous miscreants, lousy, scuzzball, son-of-a-bit-chin, sleazebag weasels. Bastards!! Villainous, snake in the grass rogues, reprobate swine, spineless, jellylike, amorphous lowlife scoundrels, Bastards!! John G. Lawless 2/3/2013...

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O Grappa, goddess dregs of corpus grapes, Distillate "digsetivo", whole must press, Fond draught that spirits my carnal escape From temperate gods, religions of less. Your cruel "corretto" beguiled my hand That morning to revel’s most fowl besmirch; To suffer more grapes, you told me your plan And the monks found me "morto" in church. Turns out your proof laid me far...

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In the times of a life you become broken & bruised but refuse to lay down for any other soul. Feeling misused drunk off hope & a muse to neglect all the memories of pain. Feel a warmth in clouded skies know that the rain pours inside when you open your eyes to the present....

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"What the bastards were all these princes"- In the frustration thought the Sleeping Beauty, They supposed to kiss me, in their fairy duty, But they performing sex, without any kisses!...

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Home You Bastards Are we the same species living flaming bright but for a moment weeping laughing in our turn before the altars now and ancient and frightened of frigid border breaking glass covering our fear we shouted with a rabble rousing home you bastards you're unwelcome here yes we once the strangers cowed now cover the ears of children in case they believe such evil...

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the heavens had fallen woe coiled about the earth excuse my very own tangent world of merriment you never know what you're going to dream about one foot in the past the other on the gas while his muse plucked the arrows sticking out of his chest like harp strings a mythical epic tearing into the heavens one free mind in touch...

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Dam you bastards with water; I think you all are coots While I watch the weather everyday and plead for rain filled fronts I’m not some greedy bastard, which wants to grow more grass I need my stock to have a drink, and save their thirsty **** Don’t get me wrong, I’m not some greenie, with an axe to...

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I saw the stitches they are on the wrong side of the blanket… bastards!...

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Whether it be foreign country or terrorists that attack our land, I will fight them on the beaches on the streets and from my home. If necessary I will retreat to the foothills and then to the mountains, Still I will never raise white flag to those who would steal my freedom. AS GOD IS MY WITNESS!! I SHALL NEVER...

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There is no truce for Hamas, these terrorist murderers not only kill Israelis, but allow their Palestine citizens, men, women, and completely innocent children to be slaughtered as shields for their insane and cowardly cause, I hope they (HAMAS) and other terrorist groups are all blown to HELL! Then maybe we can finally end WAR!...

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There is no truce for Hamas, these terrorist murderers not only kill Israelis, but allow their Palestine citizens, men, women, and completely innocent children to be slaughtered as shields for their insane and cowardly cause, I hope they (HAMAS) and other terrorist groups are all blown to HELL! Then maybe we can finally end WAR!...

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Reall,really,,dnt know prefect about bastards Would be share little bit something about bastards Whenever in any human,you find selfishness Intial point for you to know about bastards Have different intentions about himself or yourself In history,this act has been done by different bastards Monarchy to imperialism,aristocracy to now democracy Many revolutions have removed many bastards No comfort can be...

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As the wind blew over the smoking embers, The smells moved into homes- Houses that stood by the ancient crematorium. It's always crowded, so many people die these days- We've even seen half burnt bodies, There's no time to reduce you to ashes. But we can purge you in other ways- You can flow, (dead and burnt) through Ganges. Or shall we top-up...

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