Best Menace Poems

I reek havoc on my unsuspecting hosts
hitch a ride on the good cells, then fight 
start all sorts of insufferable symptoms 
watch them cough and sneeze all day. 

I care not, for I have no feelings
wild and unruly, my sole mission is to
make humans hopelessly...

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Dennis the Menace is his Mother's bane!

   He drives his neighbor George Wilson insane!

      A saint

         He ain't

            But...

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A Rupture … the Ground Shakes …
In 1954 … did something Awake?
For what was unleashed from the Atomic Mushroom Cloud?
A Horror that Skreeornked So Loud?
A Mystery that would Cloud,
A Walking Fossil of Horror,
That Serves a Feast of Terror,
Marking Mankind's Errors...
The Legacy of the Palaeozoic,
Surviving easily...

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MASTERFUL MENACE	(for contest)				

With widespread wings a hovering hawk
descends with no forewarning,
with patience and proficiency,
scouting  prey in early morning.

Warbled warnings echo down
between lush, lofty trees,
chaotic squawks synchronize
slicing through the balmy breeze.

Suddenly silent stillness,
like statues on limbs, the birds stand,
not one feather makes a motion--
danger is...

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MICRO MENACE
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People pollute, killing all living life!
When will they understand recycling recovers?
Hopeful, helping some species survive.
Intervention inadvertently stops strife.
Success, still wishful thinking, true,
plastic pollution is, 'catch twenty two'!
Micro menace, plastics one hundred and eighteen years old!...

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Maurice was crammed full of buttock-clenching humors
                        One day in the month of May he poked Jannie's tumors
    ...

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Marauding terror, terrorizing toddlers,
Evil has a face covered with vicious attire.

Nihilism is propagated on the podium of religiosity,
Adversity advances unabated by diversity.

Conflicting ideologies kindled by power drunks;
Engaging in power plays, parading as monks...

Resonance of sombre cries,
Unleashing downpours on the savannah plains
Leaving the tares to blossom...

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Night 3
It’s still in my garden.
It’s back with a vengeance.
I can it see it there, lurking:
face black and white, its tail mocking.
Three nights in a row now.
The eyes and the fur and the scraping claws.
I sit, wrapped and waiting with furrowed brow.
It knows I know...

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Reminisce the vows as you become my wife
Through eternal summers we dance and play
Amidst the boughs on the tree of life
True Loves remembrance on mid-summers day.

Through eternal summers we dance and play
We live so free we laugh so careless
True Loves remembrance on mid-summers day
You gift...

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Earth - the garden and it's menace...!


Earth plays a generous host, for a whole lot of guest(s),
none ever so as a man, who has turned out 'a Pest'!

The Squirrels, the snakes, the birds and the bees,
thrive-on in giving more, though taking as they please!

The trees,...

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I found a period
Ending at a sentence
In my panties...

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He lurks amongst his words,
so suddenly it began.

Goaded into submission,
the inks flow dwindled. 

The pen dropped to the floor,
to stumble and fall,
to his will.


© 11 hours ago, Sharon...

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The sun sank on the transit,
took away colors of the chameleon sky,
the masked face of clever craft 
made me walk on the dark garden path.

In the sinister night of broken dreams,
I didn’t hear the footfall of evil.
The devious intent prowled to devour,
as the facade dissolved...

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Yes, I know fetid air has been filtering in  
Everyone around chokes on the stench, 
sour gin disguised as sweet words 
from the mouth of the depraved, loving sin
one can never smother foul barnyard scents  

It would take a thousand fragrant candles ...

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They're played but a ridiculous role,
Rather giving the thing a long pole:
I tell you bleeding many a heart:
One could see their billions in a cart!
At the cities' garbage glances stole,
Their hearts quite hard the blackest charcoal:
That's never a way to in wealth bask,
Leaving what partly...

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