Best Foul Poems

I am having that dream of dreams again
The one that wakes me up in the night
                         Then my Heart did ask...

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Falsehood reduces the number of pages from the bible
originality through many lips comes out hyped or feeble.

Mouth, linking to ears like a poisonous drug
and for the mind, banana peels replacing the rug.

What is purple is tagged navy blue
and many stay distracted from the actual clue.

Events...

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I bought a parrot but he has a foul mouth.
I let him loose so that he could fly South.
But he came home again.
This proves that I can't win.
He says the F word two hundred times a day.
He offends everybody and drives them away.
Nobody will take...

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One day when a brave dashing young drake,
    Landed upon a coastal salt lake.
    He saw a pretty young duck,
    But, he was way out of luck.
    For the gorgeous young duck was...

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His soul was calloused from being hidden, protected, defended.  His voice lacked the listen harder whisper of the preacher’s temptations.  He claimed to be just another “foul-mouthed saint” unraveling the mystery of life’s implications.  Yet he possessed a charm, a beguiling attitude...

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If one evangelizes for God, caution
Must never be thrown to the wind
In (mission) field, social science education
As anthropology says, learn, be kind:
Slow to judge, eager to understand
Many spirits roam each  people & land

II
I helped a grandmother escape a lover
Long dead, but haunted her home,...

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The sordid words from his foul mouth
are enough to make a crow blush.
though unknown morphemically
despite this fact his vulgar sounds
are numerous syntactic f-words.
His nouns resound all who have ears
his verb usage quite disturbing
adjectives objectionable
combined they’re quite poetical.
Though universally profane
he utters these words unashamed
in perfect alliteration.
And...

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It is hard to foul air
in a sleeping bear's lair.

Volodymyr Knyr
2014...

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One can write limericks on a dime
All you need is some rhythm and rhyme
A quick li'l jest
Now that's the best
Just make sure your joke arrives on time!

(preferably not passed the fifth line)



NOTE: I was gonna post this for the Limerick Contest, but I wrote it...

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A child hears a song on the radio
and the music sets his mind aglow...
at his age he’s too young to know
he’s being sucked in the black, black hole
of foul, filthy, phallic rap and roll.

Tuned to the beat that fills his ears
he merges with the sounds...

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“I think the lemonade was poisoned, Sir,
he’s been murdered!” Watkins said
“I can see no other reasoning
for why the victim is lying here, dead.”

“Let’s not jump to hasty conclusions,”
Detective Inspector Bones, replied
“There’s protocol we have to follow
before we establish how he died.”

“So get on with it,...

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Curse words are used by the educated and the ignorant without shame,
and they often appear in lyrics and movies;
what's the scope to divulge such obscenities?
On buses, trains and other public places mouths shout them with rage.


Most parents blame their kids' behavior on bad company,
they admit...

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My dream, my desire
is one with a naughty theme...

four women and me
engaged in some sweaty fun - 
dribbling, scoring.......basketball.



For "Tanka me a Dream" contest sponsored by Michael J. Falotico.

by George Aul...

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Bitterness holds me.
I do not like her embrace
because it is cold.

Her touch makes me rot
not outwardly, but inside
corrupting my soul.

Her wretched voice crows:
"Everyone else is crooked."
No one else speaks up.

I do not love her,
but when she is here with me
we see eye to eye.

She then...

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Foul fowl
I was staggering to the mall, 
in my own decrepid way,
When I got accosted by a Shiela,
 who shook my hand said ‘hey’,
Busy as a flustered bee, 
I brushed her off today,
A parting quip from her it came,
“With rotten breath, I'd not be game,
To...

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