Best Nar Poems

never say never
always keep options open
reality dawns



NAR..for the CAPTCHA contest...

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I blame me brother for the likes of this predicament,
when we pub crawled up to Bunyip, and where our night was spent.
Thank God I wasn’t...

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Well Hello Doctor Seuss,
May I offer you a Juice?
It’s has been a while,
Since you visited in style,
And I’ve words to say,
That I’ve kept for this...

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I was asked to read some poetry down at an old folks home,
Where they'd lost need for toothbrushes, and naturally a comb,
That is the blokes...

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Oi be nowt but an auld country hick,
we a liddle bit of gall, an a lotta stick.
Oi baint niver afeared to speak me mind,
nor critizise...

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“Gotta’ ‘git’ ‘im!” Followed the howl of death.
His cigarette burnt brighter, when he sucked another breath.
“Will I get the gun and spotlight?” I asked rising...

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Ted Weymouth rang me up to see, if I could do a job he had…
‘His trucks broken down’ he said, so I told Ted ‘I’d...

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My grandma on my daddy's side
Was poor as ol' Job's dog
She had 9 kids, at 10 bells chime
They stacked like firewood logs
Them feather beds, which...

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Night and day, a thrashing
     like an invisible whiptail
surge van hail,
doth swell me bosom
     excruciatingly, doggedly blackmail
capriciously...

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Ms Agnes finally presented herself in front of me and ordered me to stand. I remember 
feeling small as I looked up into Ms Agnes'...

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Inferiority Complex As A Kid And Adult!

I recall father, (now behold
at near ninety years old - maintains stronghold
on life, cuz born of sturdy mettle -
rumor...

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Why is everyone more worried
      about another's attire
Is their own life so bleak and 
      dire
You help them climb higher and
      higher
While we wallow in their...

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Twenty First Century Civilization Gone Askew...?

Methinks perchance man
     kind always vain
n'er did appertain
moral hike polar opposite
     from...

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every March seventeenth, the glint froom
a perverted imp finds me achin'
and if aye dig deep enough,
this Goyish pseudo judo day yo criss chin

can figuratively unearth...

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Tis' Life is the aspect of existence revel
That processes, acts, reacts, evaluates 
Tis' Life exists at a many level
And changes through as growth nar·rates

The see...

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