Best Douche Poems

They came from as far a way as New York and Dallas Texas. The class of 1981 wasn't a large class, it was the very first class of a very very private school. Their school, the Verdant Academy was started by a group of extravigantly...

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You are the Evening Star glowing in the night sky;
no one can replace the radiance within you. People tell you that you are not cool,
smart, talkative, real.....making you to feel like a douche bag,
being punched right in your heart. Believe me, I've been where you...

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My soul urns for justice and it’s own freedom why is this sh** keep me awake and everything else continuously makes me break I am demonstrating my fake famous traits amazingly entertaining everyone around me they praise me by keeping my life and my name...

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Shivam Murari's Poetry
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Dear Best Friend,
How have you been?
I hope you're doing fine.
Haven't heard from you since.

I've been going down
That ol' memory lane.
Thinking about how
All of it began.

No. Neither to our friendship,
Nor to our spot-tree.
But to the knife,
That you used to...

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I see you got expensive shoes,
But you couldn't pay someone to screw you.
You walk around all day thinking you're hot as fondu.
Yeah, you got cheese,
And you think that makes you an OG.
Well, let us just see.
Yeah, we'll put that to the test.
You think that you're...

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You marketing types love us.
Blue all over, fear of nothing a man can throw,
Quick to bow down when the boss come by...
not the one paying me...., 
but the one who rules my roost. 

Day breaks looks nice,
especially because the roads aren't covered and filled with...

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Faulkner's comment, I imagine him
tossing it off like Yogi Berra between games
of a doubleheader. The hero, the expert, the virtuoso
has no real control, is going to feel
unmitigated, unsparing forces, a mighty sun
swallowed by a black hole, coughed up into a big sky.
The past isn't dead....

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She was tidying up the food store,
then soon a mouse appeared on a shelf.
"What a cuuuute lil thing....." she whispered.
So touched by it's white fur and pink nose,
that she called her husband from the sitting room.
He came, he saw, and searched for a baseball bat.
"I'm...

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My neighbour's goat is called Billy.
He is starting to drive me silly.
He keeps nibbling my bush.
If I give him a douche.
He might stop then, will he??...

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ON THIS TREASURE HAVEN : CONFESSIONS OF A SOUPER


Forever is the word I quoth here
For how long I want to be here

Creativity powered  with watts of battery
On this lovely haven of flowing poetry

Oh , a flashback of this tale I would like to share
ever...

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Hardships have hit my ego,
like a kick-boxer punching a douche bag;
my record as an artist has been compromised;
my back has been against the wall for too long.

My painting style looks clashed; different emotions
with color, interbred in a single canvas; "......if all these emotions
fit into a...

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WWII has been over for 66 years & 
for some reason those responsible for the production of captain america: the first avenger
 think that now is a good time to bring back a douche bag 
who was originally called “super american” 
by his creator, joe...

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Tired of frolic
and the beaming sun,
the snow and ice retreat;
returning the pond nation
to its peaceful co-existence.

Toads once again sit
majestically upon their naked 
rock thrones—no lily pads here.
A lone insect glides by
and is slap from the sky
by the welcoming frog’s tongue.

The ducks again cruse 
the soothing...

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Ladies run for life 
see there's an 
outbreak like the 
flick, instead of 
coughs and 
monkeys there's 
outrageous 
flakyness,

that's brewed in 
towns amidst and 
all around so take a 
sip, some men just 
swear they're hard 
forever actin str8 
like chicks.

I'm sure you know 
this...

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Some people just cannot be honest for the life of them. Others, like myself are all too honest. I wonder if honesty is like diarrhea, if it too runs in the genes? I will ask him, he will know the answer. In the mean time...

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