Best Gimp Poems

How can I give protection when the 
lightning bolts are all on strike
And the thunder just rumbles..... 
dissatisfied through the night. 

And Zeus, you’d think...

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If you ever drive through our small Oregon Town
You won't help but notice the house that's run down
A man called Bill Disney lived there for...

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One evening Bob nervously said
I kinda like three in a bed
She said I’ve got friends
And each of them tends
To share the desires in your head

The...

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      It could have been me,
      It might have been you.
    ...

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Prologue 

Of the alchemist’s physique I expound upon thee
A white feathered cap wore he jauntily, cocked to a side.
His sight like a moles’, aided by...

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Lauren Hill slow songs thrill,

they pop like a fast moving pill,

I am flopped on top of a junk food bill,

and running with a skunk who...

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Down, so many things forced down, 
they force you 		look down, lie down,
even music tracks “comma, down, doobee down.” 
	The tracks the coyote left in...

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11/07/17
My child came home from school today
Unlike every other day, she didn't want to play
She looked deep in thought and sat quiet for a while
I...

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Consider
the Chimpansee,
are we from them ? I
wonder, these,
This one is smart
and can use tools,
Our elder caveman, 
murderers, rules,
The cannibals from
the trees?

They kill in battle
other Chimps,
And...

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A tiny runt who cannot run,
mom kicked me out because I limp.
The big dogs call me dumb, a gimp,
off-beat orphan, claimed by no one.

A Mowgli...

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I despise of having to be politically correct.
I shiver when someone calls me physical handicapped.
It sounds like they are trying to put cotton around the...

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The other dogs, not a one was lame,
they called me "Hobble" cause I limp.
I am hoping you will change my name.
No dog  wants to...

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...But I heard a crack in the distance,
then came a man’s shrill, painful yell,
I saw Tak go down in the plants,
his ankle was bent, none-to-well,
I...

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Can't run, so I limp
       Can't jump, I'm a gimp

     Can type, so I do
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The limp an the sadness, poetry n madness,
the horror of war and the gimp,
Aussie first war guys walked,
 walked n side stepped the cries,
a bagman...

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