Best Go Figure Poems
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Worst poem
would be
this
the absoulute
is came out
from my earS
did'nt
cram 'as 'alwyas
No holds barred~
ok i'm lying...
good luck
to those who tried
to figure the above poem
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**for pd's contest :)
---haha I sort of cheated on this one?
used a jejemon translator-- aaAcckKK I never KNEW there even was one O_O!!
but I inserted some more into it jejejejeje (hehehehe)
Jejemon is sort of trend here with some people with regards to texting--
typing in words using symbols & numbers to make them look cuter(?!?),
& using a slew of H's, Z's...
“Go Figure…Those Weeblitz”… cry the Walliforth!
By Ingrid Showalter Swift
Of Walliforth...the Dreggors Gorth!
with calls of frobulation
The Spraliwongs do bleet and frong
In roudious trapulation
the Wonder Bigiums flaunt their sternest defra-get-ulation!!!
but still moril !
in magical mill…… in marvelous migration…
the Weeblitz sing
a lilty wing
…………………of stupendous
Glora…derid…eration
One of the problems
With Nature's great plan,
Is that a horse can't fly,
But a horsefly can.
Saint Micheal
Saint Joseph
Saint Louis
Saint Martin
.. go figure
Memory sometimes blank
Point of work? Almst crazy!
Wish to talk; somehow aggrivated
What love, peace?
Damnation constant rain
God working
Fight confusion, sin
Accept high school D's, F's
Open gift within
Love splashing onto life
Finger on the trigger
Death toll getting bigger
Desperate action required with vigor
What’s happening in our world….Go figure!
Trump Go Figure
Mouth became bigger and bigger
Thinks he is handsome like Trigger
And has case of low self-esteem
Not realistic and a dream
Rest we will have to go figure.
Jim Horn
Airplanes are falling out of the sky,
diseases are giving us new ways to die
Mothers hold your babies close, closer to you,
just never know when death might come strolling by
Systemic oppression causes cultural upheaval,
smiling faces make the lies look so believable
Fathers get your kids, teach them what they need to do
to survive in a world becoming increasingly evil
Low wages, high road rage mortality
Big credit debt, small bump in prosperity
Grandparents tell the children how this all ain't nothing new,
the way it was back then, is the way it now seems to be
Rumors of war is on the horizon, just around the bend,
neighbor spying on neighbor, friend spying on friend
Spouses grab on to each other, so love can get you both through
One day soon, the madness is all gonna come to an end
Go figure when, if you're smart enough, go figure how
The third act is nearly over, it's almost time to take a bow
Children listen to your parents; if not, your days are gonna be few
Go figure on how to enter in, hoping you're one heaven will allow
you don’t have to win to beat bullies ~ just make them feel vulnerable
By
David Kavanagh
As the dust floats on moisture laden air, fog like and heavy
Vultures circle in a narrow tornado shaped pattern
Catching those upper air currents and ride the waves
So do the jets _ride the airways of the sky
Jets consume fuel leave waste of gases and particles
Vultures use no fuel but carrion which they consume
Cleaning up the earth's dead
Then deposit manure to fertilize the land
One designed by God and the other by man
Go figure...
What
is it
that I seek-
oh to find the
oblique,
the
unsaid,
the hidden,
the what,where and
when
The places we chose to put ourselves
willingly, unwillingly.
Past lives linger and we emerge with a scream
spitting the remnant wombs from pursed lips
producing the perennial pucker
the seeking sucking sounds as we search
for this incarnation's tit.
Why does one leave the shelter of wing
the warmth of nest
and with bowed head search the syllabi
of society for meaning from the first scream
while others linger in reminiscence of a lost dream?
Thrown from the warmth of family
the naive can chose to fade, to wilt, to die
or to rise wide eyed center stage
spitting angry ugliness back at the defilers
or smiling sweet dishonesties like overcoats
woolly and warm on a bitter winters day.
Karma its existence a righteous warning
to the wary womb walkers
many paths to take, many horizons
to bridge and neither smile nor scream
may be the proper response
go figure....
A bald eagle sports white hair and a craggy face
He’s admired and feared for his power and grace
Though when I see him next to a brown-hair
~ ‘baldy’ has even more fluff up there
Write it to your bone marrow
your toothbrush
your first love and your
most exacerbating
moment when you
realized
but not really
that that blush meant
you weren't separate
but together
in the melee
of piss and velvet
charm and goo
peanut butter and M-16s
me and you
baby
we're in this together