Best Ill Bred Poems

When your heart 
corresponds 
with your mind,
then, give it a shot,
you write 
back to me

what expressions 
you so badly 
need 
to bleed;

the characterisation 
of letters 
are alphabet soup 
to me, child's play,
peeling tattoos 
like bells ringing 
over a tongue 
not speaking,

I swallow words
hungrily 

then I...

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Daisy was such a bossy old cow,
one who desired to rule the herd.
Her opinions were so highbrow
the others dared not moo a word!
 
Daisy would moo and moo all day
whilst the others chewed their cud.
I dare not disclose the things she’d say
if amiable cows mated...

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Vultures feed off the dead,
therefore we are worried
seeing them overhead,
as fearful thought spirals,
hovering in our head.

Vultures feed off the dead,
so it’s time to reflect
on dark desires ill bred,
grown out of proportion,
since we’re by instincts led.

Vultures feed off the dead,
thus we must be a corpse,
roaming on...

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Goodness me, fiddle dee dee and la de dah
Mary turned into a black sheep, baa baa baa
That naughty little lamb
Has contrived a big scam
She's gone too far astray and has lost her way

Mary's been tinkering on an old fiddle 
But she can't play worth a...

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I looked up the word 'boor' in my Funk n' Wagnalls to verify the truth.
I found that, "A 'boor' is one who's ill-bred, crude and somewhat uncouth!"
I find boors obnoxious and inconsiderate jerks when they flaunt their gall!
Their disgusting, rude and churlish behavior nearly drives...

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The gods’ privilege is never to die,
the men’s tragedy is most die 
at some point in time of their life’s cycle.

The gods’ tragedy is gods can never die,
the men’s privilege is to die when time comes.

Because of her beauty and a handful of dust she...

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You crawled out of her innocent womb 
Kicking , begging and screaming
But it is too late for you to be redeemed 
You were born evil and corrupted 
and you have a  very  dirty heart
From whence did you come?

You lack feeling and human compassion
And...

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With my usual paucity of luck I was assigned to seat 34B.
I wanted to be left in peace but as you see, 'twas not to be.
The urchin sittin' behind me pitched a screamin' fit!
He kicked the back of my seat and his mom cared not...

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Armadillo


Armor placed upon a knighted
Rat, defender of the gold, not the
Man whose crown adorns it.
Addled pretender to the throne,
Dunce, in hidden jesters robe
Ill bred, ill tempered, 
Lothario, pompous preening,
Lecherous serpent seeking
Only the safety of self.


For PD’s contest
Acrostic Time #1
7/3/2014...

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With shouts of glee, twin hellions fled
across the park while I would tread
behind them. Always it was me
who had responsibility
of them, who acted so ill-bred.


They wouldn’t heed one word I said,
and I would watch them as they sped
on skateboards, weaving recklessly
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Broken Heart

I was standing right there in your corner
With you
With all the creepy cobwebs dangling and
The scary spiders lurking overhead.
I rubbed your back when you were
Feeling blue
And I stayed true.

It was my tears that fell to ease
Your pain
It was I who got soaked when you
Were...

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An unsociable, ill bred, unrefined man.
And his captious, callous, long-suffering, old spirit.
Cadaverous and frail amidst the morning walk of thier land.
Wheezing from the years of cylinder embers burnt in hand.

His quivering digits, gesturing openly to his coat pocket.
As he stops to gaze and take in,...

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Bewail paltry ministry that gentle breeze ch aunt.
Impatience and dream hack milestone and whisper, a hailstorm of ornery ilk hum.
Go by the gentle breeze and bring hope.
Leif Leif kink lackey of milky joy.

Gently, gently, gentle breeze,
flag the rags on the meadow where you sleep
and declaim...

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pilgrim turkeys sensing dread

scurry into an old shed

farmer hear our plea

nest we in a tree

and dear friend we are ill bred.
...

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People are obedient to the power they serve 
the source of all conflict and war works for the devil 
No one in governmental positions ever calls for peace 
they put sanctions on nations to fill their own ill bred pockets 
we all can see clearly...

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