Best Murderous Poems

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A Rhyming Tale Of The Barbaric, Murderous, Trail Of Tears

Sun had failed to rise on this once deep and true red-bloodied land
Horrors of death, shock and saddest surprise was soon to be at hand
Tiny moccasin feet trudged along in coldest of that bitter wintry cold
So...

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NARRATOR
Infatuation, mysterious, 
Must possess
A hello will be good, an offer
Of a drink,
And here comes the invite, 
Does it lead to a casual, or
Lengthy good night

HIM
My furniture's  sparse
I have a desk and books,
I hung clean tea towels on
The kitchen hooks.
I have a chair and a...

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With one glance of her eyes you would turn to stone
her icy glare would chill to the bone
i talk about our Arabic teacher
a vile and very nasty creature
a shot in the head is not enough
for that creature is very tough
i would love to slit her...

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I decided he had to die,
So held on and swung from his tie.
But the blooming tie ripped,
And my victim just flipped:
I’m banned from his shop; don’t know why…

Jack Horne for Susan's contest...

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Cheated on her three times, said it was her reluctance to marry
Each time she took him back, finally on her finger his ring she’d carry

But even as she wore it, her fickle lover cheated again
She threw the chintzy ring at him -- cheap zirconium

Knowing he...

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A garden of lust, a magical dust
the wizdom of wizards, with just a touch...

Roses are red canaries are yellow
a mushroom boat in a sea of jello...

fields of magic that grow with imagine
a whole new world like my name was Aladdin...

Tasty and pasty with so much...

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Murderous Laughter 
From world famous violinist to a murderer was the headline of our newspaper. 
I knew the man a musical genius but so shy he only made recordings and appeared 
on radio. You never get famous unless people see you in the flesh so...

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Murderous Sprees...
sinister Population Control, Sans Cosmic Creator?

Maybe,... I shudder to think
up the sleeve and ornate cufflink
of divine maker, a deliberate pitch
to foist *****sapien on brink
viz self destruction,

asper bedlam upon Earth that doth stink
a hellish conspiracy linkedin with tragedy
namely sinister predestined plan to shrink
terrestrial realm...

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I am a man with a plan,
A murderous heart,
I plan to rip out,
My x-wife's heart,
I'm going drive her to madness,
And bring complete sadness,
By involving people she thinks,
Are her friends,
Me and my family have agreed,
To do this ungodly deed,
We don't believe we'll get caught,
No one relizes...

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i watch her as she brights up my bedroom 
wit her skin
hair drops down her back looking like a 
waterfall over da morning sun
she lands on top of me brushing her 
eyelashes on my neck
im frozen,as she pierce my heart wit the 
sword of love...

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WHEN WILL MURDEROUS SPREES END???

An unprovoked angry, bloody,
     and deadly war zone
     on an unprovoked whim
dispassionately, indiscriminately,
     and nonchalantly killing twelve
     innocent people
     with vigorous...

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War I hate, though not men, flags nor race, 
But war itself with its ugly face.
When we lose faith in the brave which die, 
Then we're not fit to greet those who cry.

What distinguishes war isn't death, 
But that man is slain by fellow man....

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I am in a murderous mood.
You will have to be dealt with
And you and you and also you two.

But what did I do?
Did you mean me?
Not me right?
I did not start the fight.

I am in a murderous mood.
I am coming after you all.
I am bristly...

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The Murderous Crow 

Who, on Earth, would know, 
If I were but a crow? 

Lonely, wander humankind 
With murder on my mind. 

What field to swoop and hop
In among the crop, 

If men of sack and straw
Silently wage their war? 

What chance must I take
If...

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MURDEROUS HOLIDAY
By Roy Merritt

The havocs came out of the fog 
with faces wretched and forlorn
Borne them up from hell 
Borne them upon the storm
A vacation from the nether world 
Satan has granted these few
To alight upon the living 
To do the things they knew
To do...

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