Best Dere Poems
The Stoned Pen - HumorI 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
ThirstyThirsty
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-PalindromeTemple 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
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 YouthIch 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
Cajun Night Before ChristmasAs promised to Sara Baker... here is the Night Before Christmas,
Cajun style ~ by James Rice
~ ...
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Categories:
dere, christmas,
Form:
Rhyme
Auction PoetryBreak 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 PlaceWhat 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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Categories:
dere, lifework, work,
Form:
Narrative
MmaMma (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 QuarterDere 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 Changedit 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
Finn, Me and McgeeMe 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 LanguageLo dere
who care?
Ma say
go way
No pride
wit ride
Someday
I may
Succeed
wit weed
Til den
AMEN...
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Categories:
dere, culture,
Form:
Footle
Breakup Daysclouds 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 WilsonDoug 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