Best Hun Poems

Attila the Hun was a kindly old soul
He raped and plundered the land
With the aid of his murderous henchmen all
A truly psychotic man 

The kind of man you'd like as a friend
If you love to ransack and pillage
Hitler was another of these murderous souls
Marauding each...

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Attila The Hun was that "Honey"
Who left girls 9-months with no money
And your DNA
May clearly display
Your ancestor found that NOT funny! 


n.b. Attila The Hun was one of
history's more prolific fathers ...

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 She is the Sun-
That left Light in my Eyes-
Embers in my Heart
&
Fire in my Soul. ...

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When I died you came to my funeral
you stayed with me while they prayed
and after the service was over
you help carry me to my grave
when I died a pool of tears 
from you came crashing down
but let a shy of relief was there from you
when...

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Attila The Hun Got Nuthin' On Us
By Roy Merritt

Barbarians these days 
Fly around in jet planes
Ride around in big town cars 
While scoutin' out terrain
Lookin' to go very far
They wear Armani suits and ties
Their wives dress like queens
And Attila the Hun 
Got nuthin’ on them
They’s...

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who is attila the hun...
no clue never taught
how do you make babies...
we dont god gives us from love
how...
delivered
where..
here
are you dead....
what is death
well do you sin...
what is a sin
what is growth...
growth is the difference
what is difference...
it is the path
whats a path...
a point to another
what is a...

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As I kept my raised eyes hooked to rivers
A shining swing of swords like the sliced moon
In polkas of blood a dark blue shiver
From red jungles comes up a meaty Hun
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September 15, 2019
Arbitrium Divisa 4 Poetry Contest 
Sponsored by: Gregory R Barden
Source :My Sonnet “As I...

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Three times the mass of the sun
were the boobs of stripper, Priscilla the Hun.
And when the adoring men yelled out for more,
she'd shimmy and knock 'em all to the floor ~
first with the left, and then with the right one.
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Duniya ki iss reet se,  
Rishton ki iss preet se,  
Mooh se, man meet se,  
Mein pis chuka hun.  

Jhuti muskurahat mein,  
Dil ki her chaahat mein,  
Dard ki is parwaahat mein,  
Mein pis chuka hun.  

Mitti...

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Je je ke mar raha hun,  
Mar mar ke je raha hun,  
Dil ka haal ye hai, bas  
Jise zehar pi raha hun.  

Khud se hi bair hai ab,  
Duniya se kya gila hai,  
Jashn-e-gham manata 
Aansu mein pi...

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WALDERE: MODERN ENGLISH TRANSLATION

“Waldere” is an ancient Old English (i.e., Anglo-Saxon) poem that recounts the exploits of Walter of Aquitaine, a legendary king of the Visigoths. In the poem Waldere and Hildeguth or Hildegyth flee the court of Attila the Hun, where they were being...

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