Best Hors Poems

hors d'oeuvre-- 
                                        the stroke of...

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Twirling around and around in the Night Sphere
Creepy eyes that scream out for a Partner in Loungerie
Two
plus 2
6 and then Twenty
The Boogeymen of the night
Catching the souls of the departed in flight
Sending them to the loneliest corner of Hell
With a Dunce Cap on every head...

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The cows, they lowed
   The sheep, they bleated
The pigs, they squealed
   Herded together tight, overheated

Squeezed into lines
   Individuality stripped
Indignity's design
   Poked, prodded, whipped

through airport corridors
  lines stretching forever
making tasty hors d'oeuvres
  for blue-uniformed beasts, however......

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~     I am your craving ...


                          you devour me like madness,


     ...

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From strength to strength...

...this full body this flow...

I find myself in the soup...

my palet hungers the flavour...

where artisan and genius grow...

poets feed the ladle...

we all feel the sweet interpret...

this nourishment gathers all to celebrate...

...from our rich decant...

each poet decorates...

...we breathe the nearer...

...the deciduous - deciphers

...more...

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Don't expect an hors d'ouervre when you're out of work, mate!
Blame that on politics or blame it on your fate.
However much you mutter,
from now on it's bread and butter.
Just pretend you're on a diet.
You'll be happy if you try it.
Don't think you're in a ditch
but...

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3's a crowd
A triplet,
trio loud

6 is a pair of three's
It's half a dozen eggs
A sextet strums to please
'tis the sixth planet, Saturn
Biggest score thrown on die
Perfect number pattern

3 plus 6, and 3 times 3 is 9
Months mum must wait for bub to be born
Number of...

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