Best Idiotic Poems

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With your heads way up your :]ssa[: 
You will never accomplish the win
I got shots that will protect me from your rabid...

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You must strive to find your own voice because the longer you wait to begin, the less likely you are to find it at all....

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In ancient times as told in rhymes 
    there was a hero Greek
Whose mother said, “Before you’re dead 
   ...

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Annotated Achilles amends fallen frame amputees

Bulimic Barbies browse media monkey banalities

Cameo clouds cling to beaded breath curios

Dopamine dreams delineate check cash desires

Echo endophfins eulogize bullet...

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I have two sisters whom I love and adore
We are poets who can write of blood and gore.
Evil, Wicked, and Demented are our nicknames
Being fun...

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Your reasoning is childish and idiotic
Your behavior actually is defined as psychotic

How can you act with such a lack of understanding
This level of stupidity is...

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A shadow of the sun
a silhouette created by a sunset
One more summer has came and went 
and I'm sitting inbetween the hours of 8 and...

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Clinging to the shape of my stomach as my body curls into a crescent.
Body aches fill every inch of me as a lobotomy is performed...

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That idiotic and exasperating, disturbing Rosanne Barr,
walking around gaudy and tasteless, acting like a star.
Blatantly obvious no sane person should be employing,
such an earsplitting voice,...

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I knew a poet in you, a long, long time ago
You used to be naïve, still the truest, I know.

I recalled, we bought a stand-fan,...

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Written: June 22, 2023
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Poisonous toxin flowed into my veins.
transmitting a cold, apathetic nihilism.
We stumbled off the trail, you idiotic humans.
Our once-cherished pride is broken as...

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Can you recall being in school?
The clock, whose hands, never seemed to move!

The scent of fresh pencil shavings, m-m-m.
A box of new crayons to not...

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God never existed don't you
know?
Only fools think it so!
We who write on parchment really 
think...
We, are the gods and goddesses
who created it all, with polls...

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Is there anyone who would hear the dreams I conceive?
Profit, pleasure, protection - ‘tis all they know to love!
They would laugh at my hopes till...

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We have brought this upon ourselves:
This virus, this egregore:
This cult of individuality.

	Our right to die and bring others with us!
Truly an inversion of full potentiality:
	Others...

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