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Premium Member The Stoned Pen - Humor
I feel privileged.

I have been chosen by the Government 
as part of a group testing something called 
Edible Clinical Marijuana.

Honestly I half expected it to look like a Burrito 
because the name sounds sort of Mexican. 

It actually looks more like a brownie. 
I’m am...

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Categories: dere, humor, humorous,
Form: Narrative
Premium Member Thirsty
Thirsty

I could tell right away he was up ta sum thin.
I could see it in doze beady eyes!
His wordz were smooth in a snake like sorta way,
my pappy says heze city smooth.
He don't look like nobody round here,
he wears dat fancy tree pieze suit
wit dat...

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Categories: dere, betrayal, corruption, death, future,
Form: Prose
Temple of the Gods-Palindrome
Temple of the Gods


Within the realities, unseen deified admits a parallel preen
A shielded smokescreen for their succus is made unclean
In the matriarchal machine a throne tallat for the Queen
A calumnious convene in illusions that dered and demean

The fallen Angels level in their banishing bedaubed bedevil
In...

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Categories: dere, evil, power, prison,
Form: Rhyme

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry



Ewmer Fudd the Easter Gwinch and Dis Weally Buggs Me -
Pweeze wet me expwain, officer - 
I taught it was dat wascally wabbit agin...
buwwowing under my ewectric fence,
eating up my cawwots. wettece, my bwoccoli
and-and...even my woot-a-beggers!
He's a weal pest...constantwee hawassing me,
destwoying, wandom wooting, wuining my cwop...
din waughing at me! (Dere outta be a waw)

Wha...awwest me?...Dis...

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Categories: dere, funny, holiday, me,
Form: Narrative
Translation: Ich Have Y-Don Al Myn Youth
Ich have y-don al myn youth
“I have done it all my youth”
(anonymous Middle English poem)
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

I have done it all my youth:
Often, often, and often!
I have loved long and yearned zealously ?
And oh what grief it has brought me!

Original Middle English...

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Categories: dere, depression, desire, longing, love,
Form: Verse
Premium Member Cajun Night Before Christmas
As promised to Sara Baker... here is the Night Before Christmas, 
Cajun style ~ by James Rice
                      ~      ...

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© Lin Lane  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: dere, christmas,
Form: Rhyme



Auction Poetry
Break bad ‘n -a bid it anna bump it anna level um bum,
Twenny dolla bid ‘n all in an all done?
Well there’s five and twenny gimme twenny five!
Thirty! Be a thirty five anna forty dolla bid!
Forty beat about a forty ‘ n bout a forty…..five?!
Gimme...

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Categories: dere, on writing and words
Form: Light Verse
The Pizza Place
What do you do when you walk into a Pizza Place? You order, wait at least 30 minutes, 
right?  Yes, and then the only other option is to listen, never dreaming you can also learn.

The delivery lady, a young, black who is exhausted bolts...

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© Judy Konos  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: dere, lifework, work,
Form: Narrative
Mma
Mma (Beauty)


Izunna Okafor dere ab? a


Kere kere ka ? na-egbu
?b?nad? n’anya onye ìsì
Onye chi ya g?zìrì
O were nke ya, mebe ngàlá

Mma ad?gh? n’ótú ?n?tsha
Maka na ihe d? ?t? bu ihe d? ?k?
? b? ezie na e nwere ad?gbòlója
Mana ihe a gba n’aka
E jighi ènyò ele...

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Categories: dere, beauty,
Form: Epic
Girl In the French Quarter
Dere once was a goil in da Quawta
Who never did do what she oughtta.
She stripped down one night
--Dat was really a sight--
Till NOPD come and caughtta!...

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Categories: dere, humorous,
Form: Limerick
Time Has Changed
it was not a long time ago story when we have met
it was not a long time ago when we have shared our stories
we have never thought of loosing our dignities when we opened up and chat..
time has managed to met our two worlds like...

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Categories: dere, emo,
Form: Romanticism
Premium Member Finn, Me and Mcgee
Me un Finn came  'round

In what did we found

The Pub, wid a very large lock

Aye keep the key where no one cann see

Said our find mate, Erik McJock

So, let us awl in, out spurted  Finn

Cus drinkin' is what were intendin' 

Then  McJock...

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Categories: dere, ireland,
Form: Ballad
Endangered Language
Lo dere
who care?

Ma say
go way

No pride
wit ride

Someday
I may

Succeed
wit weed

Til den
AMEN...

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© Judy Konos  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: dere, culture,
Form: Footle
Breakup Days
clouds r geting angry n storming hard...
leaves r getin dry n falling apart...
winds r getin haunted n shoutin loud...
reasons r out of my mind lyk im in 
shroud...

im frightend wid d dark moonlight..lyk 
blaming me..
bt getin a hope frm light tower...4 
continuing it...
waves of sea...

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Categories: dere, emo,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
Doug Wilson
Doug Wilson….    
True Story….NEW YEARS EVE 2012


5 or 6 thugs suckin on dere ciggy drugs,
attacked a paper delivery man,
they robbed him of his mobile phone,
the pack animals weren’t worth their scran, (tucker)
no brains in the head, just bone,
Cecily looked and saw, at...

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Categories: dere, adventure, new years day,
Form: Ballad

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry