Best Bad To The Bone Poems

SHALL WE DANCE

Shall we dance, as two snakes encircling one another,
A bite to the strike, whom draws the first blood of 
Passions bitter poison.
Venomous vipers,...

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Seas Of Black Winds, Blast Walls Of Solid Stone

    Fighting against waves, where night's bright moon shines
    In thought,...

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Stuck in place…
Free in space…
you’re insane 
I’m as sweet as sugar cane…
Whatever happened to your unique personality?
Whatever happened to your sanity? 
Has it transformed to...

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Bello (hello)let me tell you about some Minions
Brightly covered single-cell organisms
Small yellow cylindrical creatures
With one eye and sometimes two
Not sure why . . . 
Minions...

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Bad to the bone
Incorigible
Witches brew
Potion of evil
Naughty


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     De
       stro~~
      ...

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This verse has syllables: 4, 5, 1

(Pattern of syll.’s: 4, 5, 1, 4, 5, 1, etc.)



Firemen burning
Books without a care
Hmm…
Four fifty one
Degrees burn its proof!...

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guilty war pigs with nowhere to hide
the shame of a nation that doesn't try
the obsession of bad to the bone
does this gun in my mouth...

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Verse 1: Hating can hurt...taking off my shirt 
Fading can make you feel like dirt 
Sometimes, I feel beautiful and high as a kite
Other days,...

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I'm not afraid of jail
I'm not afriad of Hell
Im comfortable at home
As well in a cell
Disregard for every rule
Nickname me cruel
A.K.A. crazy
My rage never gets...

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He grew up in the bay area
Bad to the bone 
Tattooed out
Yeah he something to talk about
I love him to deaf

California baby
California baby

He  is...

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Defined By Idioms

Naked truth, bent nails
dead men tell no tales
bad Apple, broken mirrors
burnt out light bulbs, crocodile tears
spilt milk, goose chase
two cents worth, rat race
rotten...

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A lady was screaming and running
			in circles, and she wasn’t funning.
			A critter was chasing
			her. Man! They were racing.
			That rooster was swift and so cunning.

			Her four-inch...

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The ferryman impatiently awaits
But I lack the gold
So I ask him to wait, as I put him on hold..

I call the grim reaper hoping for...

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I have always been on the rough side
I even look butch enough to pass for a man when I ride,

I want to be a biker...

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So frightened of what lies ahead
You're my firelight, shining in my feline eyes
You light the road for me to tread 
You're my candlelight, refining the...

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