Best Crass Poems

Disliked him instantly
He smelled of cigarette smoke
He was crass and rude and loud
He winked at me making me mad

Then he sat down at the piano
And showed the world what a maestro
can do; he played with the aid of angels
Faeries danced and elves wept

My traitorous feet...

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He calls himself Lyric Man but his name is Dave Wood
If you haven't checked him out yet then maybe you should
He's a poet with class
Dave's never crass
But if he thought he'd get away with it, he definitely would!

© Jack Ellison 2015...

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Host Nation Crass Action

It is downright embarassing to review a viral video clip...
Of a group of black attired chanting in unison to a beat...
Presumably they were out in full force as soccer fans...
Easily overwhelming the rival team and their travelling fans..

In their misbegotten zest to...

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CRASS   ASS *


We have a rude boss with no sense:  
His intellect’s awfully  dense . 
He can’t add or subtract,  
And is lacking in tact.  
We’d all like to kick his rear hence !  

. . . ....

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The dead is blowing hisses with their thin whistle 
Swallowing the metal, the sound and the supposed terror 
Flying in a backward spiral permeating through minute touches
Of infinite displacement among lost consciousness

My death is not on this day
My death is  my reluctance 
To stop...

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Both as Crass and as Callas

As it is to admit openly out loud

I find myself recently trying to reconcile

Why it is I sorely miss much more

Not those amongst us currently here
living I beside

But those who have both sadly moved
and been passed on

I wonder if it...

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Running around her hair so untamed,
those curls reflecting wilderness; 
Crass words fly forever blurting truth;

Sitting silent unless speaking truth,
through the years with a spirit untamed;
She’s the embodiment of wilderness;

Always so inspired by wilderness,
natural instinct’s the rawest truth;
Willing to fight to remain untamed;

The untamed wilderness is...

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Prayer meeting for the departed one
finds family praying in silent grief,
whilst others shed crocodile tears as dole,
marking time with their cellphones for relief,
cold hearts, unable to turn a new leaf,
searching familiar faces to connect,
their insincere condolences thus suspect,
crass gesture that happens time and again;
high time...

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I'm a truly benign bibliotaph 
who sells used books for fun,
 & don't intend to make you laugh
 because I can't think of a good pun....

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I Always Wondered
Why The Elephant's Ass
Is Bigger Than The Donkey's
Which Is All Jack-Ass.

-Gray Squirrel

06-30-2025...

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