Best Fifteen Minutes Of Fame Poems

(A Co-worker)

Stop hatin' on me you ole crow,
Why don't you give me what you owe-
Me and that is respect you old coot,
Don't you know that...

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( … if you catch me doing one of these.)

Naming any baby Finton, 
voting for Hillary Clinton, 
complimenting Nascar, 
moving to Nebraska, 
using "literally" to...

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Traffic Jam Slam


Who dresses them up and puts them in cars
gives them their keys as they leave the bars
these drivers who sit at the red...

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First person shooter,
on a hate tour of duty,
swinging a bullet sling blade
Buying a death row ticket,
worth fifteen minutes of fame
First person murder shooter;
womb-to-the-cradle-to-the-grave robber,
using your...

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“Tweedle, my dear, are you Dee or Dum?”
“I’m neither Dum nor Dee, but Doo, you see”
“I’ve never heard of Doo; of the Tweedles that is”
“Well...

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Pop Idol


Milk the applause, savour the day;
You only have thirty seconds left, 
Of your fifteen minutes of fame.
Another band falls off the conveyor belt;
It’s time...

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keep that low-profile my little one

sky is contaminated 
with fat black spots
their weightiness is gonna be dropped
on everything known

eyes are drained
turned to glass
it remains incomprehensible
what...

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He died for freedom and the righteous cause of liberty.
He gave up his own life so others could enjoy liberty.
"OOH What a lucky man he...

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While waiting for my ship to come in
Others got to it first by going for a swim

While waiting for opportunity to knock
It was met in...

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When Moby became famous
Because of the book
He decided to go
For the Hollywood look

He was living the dream
With fast cars and loose women
With a pool full...

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There's a crazed shooter; somewhere in a school,
death stalks the halls, and children are dying.
A semi-automatic is his tool;
random shots leave grieving parents crying.

Hunkered down...

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I could,
Get caught in the pouring rain,
Swim secretly down the Seine,
Find fifteen minutes of fame,
Rush to catch the last train,
And fall in love again?
I could....

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I could,
Get caught in the pouring rain,
Swim secretly down the Seine,
Find fifteen minutes of fame,
Rush to catch the last train,
And fall in love again?
I could....

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The missus unflagging crocheting efforts as Betsy Ross incarnate

With needle in hand incorporating love
in every single crochet stitch
that's my wife
tad more'n a quarter century ago
then...

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Pure evil appeared in that Uvalde, Texas classroom
Dressed in the blue jeans of a typical teenager,
Or was the AK-15 the evil that brought such doom
On...

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