Best Irk Poems

The task begins with awareness, and freedom without it is harmful. So let us not look back in fury or forward in panic, but rather...

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LAUGH IT OFF

BERNITA THE BOLIVIAN COUGER

BERNITA SHUFFLES OVER TO THE MAKEUP COUNTER, WITH GLASSES SLIDING OFF HER NOSE AND EYES PINNED TO THE SALES GIRL...

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Scarecrow Addict
           

Gritted and dusty
Powered by flack jacket eyes
Bootsteps through grey puddles
Flotilla of cigarette butts
Trash...

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#Doctor #medicine #Christian #Prayer

Lord this is my prayer as a doctor each and every day... 
Help me to always help someone in some meaningful way
Let...

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Dark matter seems to be
What isn’t there to be seen
In between
What we see.

They dub it dark since you cannot detect it
Nor can they inspect it
With...

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When the sky is dark, will the rain follow? Please tell me so.
When I’m feeling blue, can you make me glow? Please tell me so.

While...

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There's no beauty in the fur of your wings
When I catch you still and pin you down
Why all the flowers you visit
Are each more engrossing...

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Inspirational Quote in Giorgio's contest: "Dear alcohol, We had a deal where you would make me funnier, smarter, and a better dancer. I saw the...

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I’m afraid, but with hope in mind – 
Help me out of my cell if you can be so kind
My mind has been in a...

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Once there was a man called Mike & Irk	
got his sweetheart “sweet tooth” pop rocks,
Bon-bon, candy, lollipop, toffee
Wonka laffy taffy cherry
Bloody how could the “old...

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We all have our issues, that bug us to the core
For some a nasty habit, or the tapping on the door
Perhaps the way we dress,...

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My foor peet were baking bo sadly.
		Irk  wended, and home I glushed radly.
		I clopped down on the fouch.
		I  was such a green mouch,
		just...

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My dear, the one whom rest eludes;
     whence comes to you spirits at night,
these specters that harass your mood
  ...

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[Well, ShallowMan’s ne’er at a loss
for voicing shallow thoughts that gloss.
With trenchant wit he reaps the dross
when seeking sense in applesauce.

But to his aid flies...

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The naked dancer was irked
Because the dark scar would sneak
From under her tutu but she shirked
Not her dance rountine, Kirk

The car she drove was a...

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