Best Crude Poems

Sub-titled: What’s in YOUR Fridge?

Please allow me to introduce myself:
My name is Ms. Fridge A. Daire
I stand tall among my lesser cohorts
and MOST of them...

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"Life is fragile and temporary. The faces of today quickly become the faces of the past. Sorrow, pain, and anger... it all fades, except love....

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She sat in her little cottage
Her ears tuned
Her body alive
Waiting…
Waiting for that knock on the door
Anytime now
She pulled back the frilly curtains
And peered out at...

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come on crude
    
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Who'd have thought words make them react like this,
failing to see my wit, just the unattractiveness.
An eye for crudeness that'll overpower the humorous.
I'm sure within...

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I envy those living as part of the wild
For I too, once heeded its call
A smoldering ember since I was a child
Urge, and belonging all...

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Bloody rude drunken pen has enjoyed a nib of ink or two, reminiscing on a few 
Bad and ugly times, we both admit at times...

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Monsters live in houses, like you and I.
They eat and sleep and go to work each day.
They laugh and they feel pain.  Perhaps they...

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   heroes?

there are none here, now ... ever ...
      don’t feign to look, for your eyes will
 ...

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My bestie blind dated big Humpty
His hairstyle resembled Don Trumpty
He was constantly rude
Foul mouthed and so crude
No wonder she soon ditched the numpty!

10/15/18


Your bestie's blind...

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Anger flies with swift wings
As tedious pleas for more time reverberate through his mind
He is the servant of Time- yet takes the blame
When her clawed...

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The soul is but a vast ocean of vigilance

Streaming with incresent colours towards life

Infinite within its parhelion possibilities

Relentlessly searching, betwixt the everflowing tides

Whereupon all things...

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Listen, my dears, and I'll tell you a tale
Of a princess, a pirate, and glory.
There's a shipwreck, a rescue,
A romance, a ransom,
And a handicapped whale...

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Pure White Cream, On Mother Nature's Welcoming Ground

Cream of winter's desserts, wide blankets- fallen snows,
balms for child sadness, beauty in splendor that shows.

Where resides better...

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My God knows the way I am.
He knows my every thought.
He knows the things I've said and done,
And seen the dreams I've sought.

He knows my...

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