Best Duce Poems

Finding the plot

Of lost innocence
engrained in untold memories

The silenced absence 
in past present unspoken
stories well hidden
and therefore evoking
my past and my future
not mine and mine

Quite...

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This is a true poem,but is it true because the "one"who it is about might be "IN""THE SON OF PERDITION"? I WONDER. Donald Trump is...

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 We really,really really ,see"The content of "The Character" of "D.J.T. DONALD  J TRUMP!!!!!!!!! Who care what the color of "Donald Trumps skin is?...

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This is the first in a trilogy of poems that comprise the first 2 years of big bens career as the Pittsburgh Steelers quarterback so...

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Mussolini saved Italy
from a possible Nazi conquest,
he saw an alliance with Germany
as an opportunity to avoid
another horrible Holocaust!

This truth was never told
for fear that the...

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Benito Mussolini was known to folks in Italo as Il Duce.

   But they became disenchanted and hanged him with a noosey!

He was strung...

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SIMPLE SAM

Simple Sam chewed rubber bands;
Lived in a shelter couldn't afford chewing gum;
Would catch pigeons to eat for meat;
He thought the wings were sweet;
Would pan-handle...

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Some compare Trump to Der Fuehrer 
But I think that is an error.
With his little pouty faces
And sexist embraces,
It’s far better to say
That Trump is...

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I look out the window
guy's hanging on corner
slinging nick's
look out's across street
drinking gin and juice
and double duce
screaming red dog
girl's turning trick's
to guy's to get their...

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Double duce my can is sweating
ice melts to water
jim beam bottle was covered in dust
up is down pleasure is pain
drunken arrest
a@#hole with unspoken thoughts
hangovers black...

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War World II was raging over this
southern Italian town* spared by a miracle...
a deluge that suddenly occurred: 
a night of blasting sounds, of rising flames...

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What up cousin, know we haven't spoke in awhile. Ain't **** change, still 
serving these hoes with a smile. We don't get to talk anymore...

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What can you do?
when things can't be done,
your running a race that's
already won.

The ace in the hand
hanging loose,
the look in the eye
when known,
you just hold...

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Dunce! You can’t spell cat
Dunce! You can’t spell rat
Dunce! You can’t spell dog
The mad man cries out in the street
Shaming and exposing big men and...

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