Best Meme Poems

like a selfie 
that wasn’t taken
I’m the guy in the street

I know 
you’re captioning me
from your side of the road

and the shops 
with their massive...

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Mark 
Creative, artistic, musical, analytical
Brother of Michael and Susanna; son of Fred and Marlyn
Lover of Nelly (Bourieau) H., science fiction novels and films, private serenity...

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Primose path leads to the slaughter of American
dream delete pause proficiency with internetty
webbegone after thoughts of yahoo googleyed 
interred intricacies that shed benign capsules of
...

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If you would like to have your limerick(s) posted, soup mail them to me.

Ms. Rude is still writing her snide remarks
She sounds like a mad...

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When I lay my head to rest
I will only dream of the best
Memes of rare
They are very fair
To my lonely mind.
King Pepe of Green
Welcomes me...

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"We both are fluent in the language of love
And I want to make sweet poetry with you"

I write my words across your chest
My single letters...

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We are but fleeting shadows
Upon the face of this earth
So solid,so tangible ,yet so ready
To slip through the hands of life
When we doff our mortal...

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The anxiety constipated all in my chest 
I CANT BREATHE 
Please please please
the empath in me cannot handle this scene
To watch this man become a...

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As I rummage through the cabbage patch of general affairs,
I’m made aware of certain signs of cultural decline.
I see it written in the talon marks...

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Where the wild waves crashed
I saw you, standing upright
Blond long manes, proud lion
Arms stretched and face lit
by sun 

I stopped, couldn't breathe
Constricted, no voice, no...

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Because I want to, I conjure up
A gazillion of roses and butterflies
(From the tips of my fingers, the tears in my eyes
The love in my...

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SONNET for the PASTOR on EASTER DAY

The tale that you retold from ancient time
To many now would seem of little moment
Yet your art gave it...

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Can I rest my weary head on you?
There is nowhere else to be
Just hear your heart, hear it to
Beat its steady beat for me

Can we...

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Let me have your head for a minute
I'll show you something in it
Do you want to see
You might wish I'd quit

I can show you I...

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A young girl’s voice, lost in the data, cries out,
"Why are we here?"

Pixie Pixela, her words soft and low, murmurs,
"This world is yours, dear, a...

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