Best Fumigate Poems

DAUGHTERS OF THE KING 

Hear Ye, Hear Ye,
Oh Daughters of the King.
From creation’s crown, to our glorious gown,
Let Heaven and nature sing!

Awake, Align, Acclimate,
Bring it on, Beautify.
Cutie-fy, Culminate, 
Culinary Captivate. 

Duty bound, Dedicate,
Delish the Dish, Decorate,
Dare to Dance, Demonstrate,
Dance before the King! 

Embark upon, Easy...

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Similar sounds and letter alliteration are literally leaping and precipitously punctuating the 
perforated pages of my mired, muddled mind.. 
     Making mental maps for future fun in meditation mired muse, meticulously masks the 
real reasons I rise from my favorite fluffy...

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Not-So-Heroic Couplets
by Donald Trump
care of Michael R. Burch 

To outfox the pox: 
kill yourself first, with Clorox!

And since death is the goal, 
mainline Lysol! 

No vaccine?
Just chug Mr. Clean!

Is a cure out of reach?
Fumigate your lungs, with bleach!

To immunize your thorax,
destroy it with Borax!

To immunize...

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I challenged you, and you finally took the bait.
This was a battle that I had to instigate.
But, you only came when I gave you a mandate,
So now I will be happy to accommodate.
Now Burger King Mandelay is on my hotplate!
"YOUR" SELF-MADE throne...I will proceed to...

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"Our Sacred Lady of the Divine Perfect Imperfections" - Part 1

Our Sacred Lady of the Divine Perfect Imperfections
is worthy of our fervent introspection
constantly, equatiously
for SHE is “You”
and “You” is SHE
this is no mischievous 
chicanery, 
this is no forced
emergency to gather 
facts that berate, negate
her ardent...

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Death By Murder: 

Murky water left to drink 
floating particles of death. 

Erie presence leaves discontent. 
As something wicked floats in it. 

The bone chilling cold wind doth blow 
off Lake Erie with flurry snow. 

Late at night off cold dark shores 
shadows of a...

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Villanelle: No curse worse than the place and name you inherit to hate

No curse worse than the place and name you inherit to hate
There where you first blink your own coffin you have to nail
The exiled wander aimless in the throes of never-relenting fate

Hounded by...

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When a man's on his own, he's just dat.
He's dis an he's dat … jus dis an dat …  an dat's dat.
But now let a good woman enter his life
Let a good woman become his sweet wife
Now he's inspired from dis and dat to...

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I used to garden naturally,
but now I'm guard'in chemically.
I've traded in my life bucolic
for one much more diabolic.
I'd rather play in the dirt chem-free
where weeding is great therapy:
tending herbs and building beds,
watering and dead-ing heads.
I'd welcome help to germinate
wiggling worms to cultivate,
and frequent flyers to...

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Your idea of perfection is only reflection of your own spirit, 
hear it now if they've chosen not to clear it, 
up for you and whoever else is lost, 
and while your create your world think of what it costs, to be free. 
People die,...

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Oh, I’m nothing but a red polka-dotted pug. 
I’m silly and smug and my name is Mug.
      I need to see the Wiz to remove these dots, 
I don’t care of he has to peel, pull and tug,
  ...

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Fumigate the neglected rooms of Caleb,
Backing this up with prayers at Mount Horeb 
And tomorrow, another ever wavy web
From an irksome zeal that wouldn’t ebb!
Guess: from the Eight – Legged Catcher of Insect 
Which dares to its lodge near and inspect.

The Arachnid with a True...

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Everything I am is
rhythm/
You see it in my
hips cause I shift
em/
Out my mouth I’m
vibin, fantasizin/  
Every blink with a
beat blinded by
horizon/
No thought of
despisin /
I’m just a chillin
already a villain/ 
A peace and love
spillin, free spirit
thrillin,/ 
An artistic
academically
ballistic classy
woman/. 
An optimistic,
witty, complex lady.
/
My mind rhymes...

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Over here in an Emotional plebiscite;
Knowing it's do or die
Sparked by emotional suicide 
These feelings linger like a pesticide,
While I'm trying to go overdrive.
Finally asking myself why!?

Why? 
Why does this feel like emphatic repetition,
Being manipulated by my perceptive premonitions,... 
Is this fate.. 
Or is it...

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The power to name is a trait of God.
After making man, He named him Adam.
The power to name, God shared it with man.
God made the woman; Adam named her Eve.

God made the creatures; Adam gave them names.
The power to name, God’s image reveals.
The names Adam...

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