Best Flunkies Poems

Fire
Flames – destroying everything –
Flames – I felt their heat –
The whirling world – it cannot stand—
In fevered circuit melts.

Those flames traverse
Throughout my bones,
Rage, hot, across my nerves,
Consuming all the stars I see
In heaven’s stretched-out canopy.

Fire – burning in my soul –
Fire – I felt...

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I've had a good life, been a good wife
My kids didn't turn out to be junkies
I've tried the new trends, made a lot of good friends
And put up with some weirdoes and flunkies
I was considered to be...or so they all told me
A pretty hot chick...

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I did not know suffering 
I knew not pain
I knew nothing of love
Until you came into my desperate life

You came and conquered my heart; I fell hard
But soon after I found lonely nights without you
Your absence taught me a lesson I needed to learn
I woke...

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WAS THE LORD'S WILL TO KILL?
The following is an accurate account, 
Recounted verbatim and voiced by a machine that brings down a lot of trusting fools
A dissertation delivered by this dude who was just following the rules 
one of Osama Bin Ladin’s largely loyal lackeys
Flunkies...

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WAKE-UP SLEEPING FRIEND, 
LET YOUR VOICE BE HEARD, 
TIME TO RISE FROM THE ASHEN, 
LIKE PHOENIX THE MYTHICAL BIRD. 

BASE OF CHEMATICS, 
HACKING INTO YOUR SYSTEM. 
WAR-MINDED TACTICS, 
POWERS QUICK TO CONDENM. 
RISING EMINENT-DOMAIN, 
POOR FAMILIES' GRIEF. 
MAN-MADE ACID RAIN, 
FOOLS CRAVE FOR RELIEF. 
CYBERNETIC...

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the weight  of the world came crashing down
thoughts of suicide and I'm running wild
one can climax in a dream with an evil scream
all your weight falls on me it brings me down
eyes, hands & feet

Shadows block the surface of the moon
as you hide away...

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Rats in the cellar, squirrels in the tree,
things aren't the same as they used to be.

When I left for school with my li'l lunch pail,
I didn't expect a penguin to swallow a whale.

Such an injustice, I've never seen,
a cantaloupe falsely imprisoned a bean.

It's unheeded screams, uncontrolled...

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The burning
Let Rome burn, so spake Nero or one of his flunkies
Towns and cities are burning every day in the Middle East
Flames taste not of roasted chestnuts in the Alley
Of peace but the stench of hatred fills the air.
This will continue till the last drop...

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The Wizard of Oz leaves me chilled 
(take those weirdos, the Lollipop Guild), 
but West Witch's flunkies,
those strange flying monkeys,
leave my poor lion's heart terror filled....

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Tanka as a Poem

I have been outside 
Nature is beautiful they say
It was rather cold
The sun, one euro polished 
Clouds are the suns` flunkies

Inside looking out 
Nature looks like fantasy land
You can`t lure me out
The wilderness is insecure 
And sometimes the wind blows hard

 I`m...

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Yond the Book of Judges, uncover the smudges,
Samson and or Shimshon, a Nazarite vowed, son,
Delilah deceptor, Philistia's daughter,
The lipstick was preying, weight lift also praying,
The black widow spider, spun her web of desire,
Weakness met the Stronger, Judge o'er his souls--weaker,
At night, just half on fire,...

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Trump Will Be Botching
(Below this is what my wife wrote
and I am writing this poem about.)

What on TV we did end up watching
Were all the things Trump was botching;
Can you imagine what he prayed for
No matter what should always ignore.

I agree must not argue with each...

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Write some lines that make no sense,

Switch from present to past tense,

Make readers feel they must be dense,

While flunkies rush to your defense.


Mutilate your metaphors,

Logic left on foreign shores,

Use some words you can't define,

(Did you look them up online?)


How else but silent can eyes close?

How...

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Simply say 
yes

It’s all you need to say
yes in agreement to anything
if anything can have an agreement to
it would be better to be
beyond a doubt
so just say yes
and although the molehills to the mountains
will not capitulate
but cease to struggle in the indeterminate whirlwind
they will at...

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Tanka as Poem

 I have been outside
Nature is beautiful they say
It was rather cold
The sun a polished one euro
Clouds are the sun’s flunkies

Inside looking out
Nature looks fantasyland
You can’t lure me out
The wilderness is insecure
And sometimes the wind blows hard.

I’m civilized man
Outdoor is discovery channel
Sharks and...

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