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Best Lausanne Poems


Premium Member Alexander the Tsar of France
Alexander a Tsar of ideals
A man of heart and noble thought
His mentor, Swiss, Monsieur La Harpe
From childhood, molded to play histories part

He built his armies, to defend his land
His imperial crown and noble lands
Serfs and soldiers, all as one
Napoleons fodder, yet they won

A kind soul,...

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Categories: lausanne, adventure, history,
Form: Light Verse
Verizon Router Won'T Connect To Internet Blues
Verizon router won't connect to internet blues
(alternately titled: ma bell heave hubble
telecommunications gone south).

Best sung courtesy rotten dull liver:red worst
after words which, I gotta quench mine thirst
whereby think Botox lips zipped and pursed
hence impossible linkedin mission Mary Jane
and Buster Brown kisser darn it result socked
hermetically...

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Categories: lausanne, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Free verse
Hyundai Sonata Malfunctioning Brake Caliper Blues
tweaked to pass inspection broadcast on the double
(alternately titled snafu: ma bell heave hubble
vehicular repairs (prohibitive)
finds me bleary eyed stupefied
and countenance grizzled with prickly stubble
collapsed amidst virtual rubble).

Best sung courtesy rotten dull liver:red worst
after words which, I gotta quench mine thirst
whereby think Botox lips zipped...

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Categories: lausanne, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Dramatic Verse

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry



Hyundai Sonata Malfunctioning Brake Caliper Blues
(alternately titled: ma bell heave hubble
vehicular repairs (prohibitive) 
finds me bleary eyed stupefied 
and countenance grizzled with prickly stubble 
collapsed amidst virtual rubble).

Best sung courtesy rotten dull liver:red worst
after words which, I gotta quench mine thirst
whereby think Botox lips zipped and pursed
hence impossible linkedin mission...

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Categories: lausanne, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Free verse
Night Watch
Since the year fourteen five,
In a little Swiss town,*
There’s a job that will earn
All who do it renown.

From the top of the church
(A cathedral, no less)
Someone calls out the time
In a formal address.

Once an hour, this guard,
Called a “night watch” will yell
Just as soon as...

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Categories: lausanne, history, jobs,
Form: Rhyme

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry