Best Gung Poems

Gung Hay Fat Choy, black and white it seems
Oh, it is nothing but Happy New year in Chinese
Call it Lantern festival, pleasant spring festival
Celebrations of...

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Admittedly a little bit of me can see I have an ability
missing ambition to mission living submissively in submission,

If I believe built into me 
a...

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"Going All Bruce Lee" 

It’s like holding water
in your hands. 
they say, be like water
as if on the drop, 
the turn of H20 on tap,...

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Punxsutawney Phil Speaks

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It started off simple enough - a peck on the cheek.
(nothing tantalizing by any means)
But then she did that delicious something

... that made my whole...

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Look at the president
dressed in patriotic drag
See how he’s bubble wrapped
in his American kilt flag
Notice how he sashays about
in his patriotic beauty pageant dress
Asking you...

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An old scholar called Mi Balls Hung Lo
Wished he could put his gonads on show
His poor wife got quite mad
But his daughter said “Dad…
just remember...

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F - First of November, winter takes the reins,
R - rime appears as Jack Frost has his first peek,
O – Oddly it seems, the Sun...

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Twas a dark knight, 
whence there came a pawn the hushed crowded movie house
A phantom of horror sprung out of the rookery that wrought deadly...

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(whose video powerfully, profoundly, and
positively affected this southeastern residing 
Pennsylvania papa)! 

Afflicted with Cystic Fibrosis since her birth
contagious exuberance, gung-ho,
     infectious...

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What should I write, what do you think
How's about tightie whities
The kind that get most women all worked up
Divesting themselves of their nighties

Even if you...

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* I wrote my first poem 2 years ago, to celebrate, I've written this poem where I've stole my own rhymes from my own poems...

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If movies are reflections of our world,
Then why does violence play a leading role?
Consenting sex, whose scenes are wrapped and furled,
Is cut in line so...

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Stop pushing your religion down my throat
Banging my head against your bible, mister
Throwing hell’s fire in my wake
To awaken some sort of lost
Regurgitated state

Of disillusionment...

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Twas The Night Before Inspection...,

Not a human creature stirred, nor seen 
through out Highland Manor, 
     property carpeted in lush green
(a...

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