Best Fag Poems

Vino
Vinny
Vino
Vinny
There was no doubt I was seeing double
Vinny poured another glass
I actually think it was whiskey
There we sat, at the back of the Angelos Steak...

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Cold misty clouds rise above the grates
The streets only illumination, tossing shadows like pennies
Faded street lamps at each end
The cold is biting, as I roll...

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When I was 10 my world was fun
Filled with friends and joy & laughter
I didn't know what was to come
Who I'd become thereafter
 
11 came...

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This isn't just a poem
This isn't just another emotion
This is me, these are my thoughts
The Imagery is my sight,
And The Allegories are my Life

I'm lonely,...

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Disheveled and dirty she sat 
A guy walking by just spat 
It caught her off guard as she wiped it away 
Wanted to move but...

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A World So Cold


What is this place we live in?
This, a place where once you saw a friend, now stands an enemy.
This, a place who's...

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The Secret Of McGee's 
Long Happy Marriage 



McGee was holding down a stool
At McJock's Pool-hall and pub
When Finn came in wearing a grin
And his ***...

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A priest once told me that the lump
on my hand was a ganglion,
a fortress of fat besieged by health.
At last it burst and the hand...

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that's the future age of the deceiver
peace on earth,hell in heaven
it's an ancient plan
jews betrayed their religion erased ALLAH'S words and rewrote the Torah and...

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"Road to Lovejoy - Piano for the Self Taught" (Part 1)



Liberation
of a sort
head out the car window
hair blowin’ in the breeze
I can hear the Crickets...

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The Darwin Awards are a posthumous honor, recognizing those who have improved the human gene pool by removing themselves from it by their own foolish...

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It’s a Nineteen-Twenties tune—forgive me, I was born too soon,
Going to fake it anyway, and bring back yesterday.
Inka-dinka-do, that old soft shoe—and I danced with...

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Brought up from the womb of schooldays
Where memories still frames those mischief plays
Stuck with the thoughts of dreaming holly bolly babes
Comparing the beauties from among...

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Daydreamer....
Skyscraper....
I wish to be famous 
In the same fortune bus 

Arrogance and pride 
Marrying me like a bride
I'm a bad boyfriend 
And I don't mean...

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Modest swimsuits, bathing boxes
 White-blue flesh ice cold
Scratchy towels, sandy sandwiches
 Pots of tea being sold
Foxford blankets, picnic baskets – 
A donkey ride on the...

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