Best Grue Poems

Otto`s life is not
their British
sickular motto
Grue is his banner
left by his
blue-eyed Brit mom
left long by one of
those hated South
African Paki
His guilty pleasures
in Green Street have
no...

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I'm trying a brand new recipe



that is claimed to be delishful.



Fresh beans with hue of grue



with butter pat and bacon fat melded.



I served it to...

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He drives around, picking up girlz.
Proudly displaying his emoticon bumpertricker.
His vomitrocious personality,
hidden behind smiley face lie.
The master of snark,
with an old man's easy style.

Try not...

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Man, you look fat
Some manscaping a must
Tight tee-shirt of grue colour
Makes one want to puke
This body was not bodacious
Looked more like an emoticon on a...

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Homey eyes of peasant stew
A cozy-colored mossy mew
Stony cottage, snowcheeks bleu
The forest fins for frosted fruits.

The warmest thought speaks crumbly bread
A partridge purr puffs through...

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Emoticon Yellows 

If I were rich, which is a crime
I could do anything I wished
Claim my rights and entitlements as “affluenza”
But I’m an ordinary cyberpunk...

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THE EYE of I

What is life? What is love?
The eye of I took it in…
The material rolling sweeps highs and lows--valleys cuts, grooves, gullies and...

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RICH IS THE BLOOD!
A witch has capabilities to get me if I am curse.
God knows she can scare a stone in his or her godly...

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A rhetorical question finds me asking 
(to no one in particular) why I recall 
the names of grade school teachers 
approximately fifty years ago (whose...

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Today's film's
animation 		
provides bodacious
consolation 		
future world of
syberpunk 		
		
grue dream of future
change		
with affulenza
manifestations 		
young generation
chillax



		
		
		
For contest: 		
Sponsored by: Debbie
Guzzi...

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DNA can put you away
in a place where the sun don’t shine,
where the jail guitar doors and catwalk floors
jangle into the base of the spine.

Know...

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Faded roses sadly flung,
Graves and ghosts and grue:
Such are songs I’ve always sung
And will.  I hate the new....

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Much like the chip paper that crawls the alleys,
Or the landfill refuse that rapes the valleys,
Her thoughts like rags and malicious hags
Cackle and crackle like...

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En suivant le fil allongé de l'attirance pour elle,
Je me mis à une randonnée cherchante en dépit du ciel bas.
Tout à coup, il faisait de...

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The Contest

Enter the contest says Brian Strand
The form it does not matter
As long as I think it is  not bland
Gives you a chance to...

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