Best Beeped Poems

IT’S A MAD WORLD In a Lancashire Accent.

I went to the Confectioners today, there was a long queue outside, a metre apart, and it had started to rain. 
The assistant behind the counter had shiny eyebrows, they were that shiny they looked like plastic leeches...

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"Kevin"

Drug buy,
for one it went good.
Drug buy,
for one it went bad.

You see Kevin,
wore high heeled sneakers.
You see Kevin,
was his junkies' keeper.
 
But one day;
the junkie didn't have it,
so Kevin didn't give it,
but the junkie had to have it,
but Kevin didn't get it.

So when his beeper...

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A cat crept out of hiding
   To ambush was she gliding
Toward a mouse, unaware
   Whose time he was a-biding

The tiny mouse did sniff the air
   His nostrils poking here and there
Pricked his head up in alarm
   His...

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Hectic day, the device beeped incessantly:
Salient, superficial, attended all, not to skip, 
the vital  from the plethora of logs. 

Voices buzzed  interminably : known, alien, 
the bulk superficial and unknown;
Irritated, lulled the apparatus to silence; 
urged own moments from the bustles! 

That mercy...

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By destiny, became friends
Not by real contact but e - contact
Great was the distance that separate, yet felt so close
Shared dreams, goals and ambitions
With optimum passion of achieving them
Shared knowledge which empowered onto wisdom
Got to know the common and contrast 
Hours after hours, laughed and...

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Sometimes, if an act is to be funny, 
a comedian may resort to using profanity. 
What he says may be considered outrageous, 
but he makes laughter look like it's contagious. 
On television, you would never hear a profane quip. 
The sound may be beeped out...

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My computer glared with social hate
I buried my head down
It beeped a message 
Telling me; we should really spend less time together,
I just think your making everything about me
I can't be friendly to your friends anymore
I can't keep wishing electronic happy B-days, when I don't...

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I was in the mood for baking
With recipe book in hand
Instructions for a cake were found
I couldn't wait to start

Lining up all my ingredients 
To reach them when they're needed
One by one the contents added
I think I'm ready to stir the bowl

Just then my neighbour...

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You see them all the time,
the Stepford wife 
and her counterpart,
the bronzed over, buffed high sheen,
man bun walking in skinny jeans,
so tight they squeak...
HIPSTER as they pass on by. 

With a flower in the beard, 
the artisans musk hinting the air,
bees wax soap and a...

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In Truth, He Lies, She Cries

"Kevin"

Drug buy,
for one it went good.
Drug buy,
for one it went bad.

You see Kevin,
wore high heeled sneakers.
You see Kevin,
was his junkies' keeper.
 
But one day;
the junkie didn't have it,
so Kevin didn't give it,
but the junkie had to have it,
but Kevin didn't...

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In Truth, He Dies

"Kevin"

Drug buy,
for one it went good.
Drug buy,
for one it went bad.

You see Kevin,
wore high heeled sneakers.
You see Kevin,
was his junkies' keeper.
 
But one day;
the junkie didn't have it,
so Kevin didn't give it,
but the junkie had to have it,
but Kevin didn't get it.

So...

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"Kevin"

Drug buy,
for one it went good.
Drug buy,
for one it went bad.

You see Kevin,
wore high heeled sneakers.
You see Kevin,
was his junkies' keeper.
 
But one day;
the junkie didn't have it,
so Kevin didn't give it,
but the junkie had to have it,
but Kevin didn't get it.

So when his beeper...

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Once upon an evolving time
we were a great first nation,
or second nation,
depending on your historical perspective,
but definitely not a third nation
although some cooperative economists
thought we might be competing ourselves
in that over-invested and ego-inflationary direction.

This first and second nation
had grown tired of electing puppy dogs,
with bought...

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The springs wind used to cry in the vacant field.
The passers by used to shed their tears, in the mean time the leaves of the trees started to mourn themselves.
The two bulls were used to cry making loud sound and expecting might be your father...

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VIETNAM VET SOLDIER'S NIGHTMARE

Another dream –
I could not wake –
Escape from what would follow--
Grasping for a secret word, the letters stark and hollow--
I was trapped entangled there,
Just beyond the reach
Of men that could release me
Or a hill that could be breached

Gunfire was a backdrop 
Soft...

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