Best Nowt Poems

Yer briny whore
akin to boar
wit' mangy hide 'n scurvy-pocked
chomped 'n chewed
me black 'n blue
wit' carnassial chompers as of croc

Be curs'd, yer nit  
me ample...

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Your rhyme reads like a rap they say,
a rap I say,
a rap they say,
perhaps but rap is rhyme you see,
it's rhyme really,
it's rhyme you see,
this...

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Into the kingdom. 

From the kingdom was I bourne ancestral sailed into the fall of the hemispheres equator. Other earth side I became alive. ...

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If I die before tomorrow
Though the sun won't shine for me
Take pleasure in it's warming glow
There's a future there to see

No life will last forever
The...

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GILGAMESH . . .  

Story has it you used your power to run amuck
Putting fear into the people, and brides in Unuk

So the people...

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CYRUS II - THE GREAT

So; here comes the story of that, King Cyrus the Great 
Whose history for some of us; is still well up...

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Aristotle, who once said, “A flatterer is a friend,
Who is your inferior, or pretends to be so.”
Magician or not, the appraisal we try to defend,
Veneer...

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A LIMERICK OR THREE INSPIRED BY THE
TOM CUNNNINGHAM
on
JAN ALLISONS
BIRTHDAY
~~~~~~~~~
there is a poetry soup poet called Tom
at composing limericks, so well done!
a birthday wish he wrote...

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THE FEELING OF BEING WATCHED

Ever had that feeling of being watched, even with the curtains closed
So I poked my head through the curtains feeling less...

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SOME YOU NEVER CAN TELL
"they never seemed ill, but; then again they were on their medication"
Indiana Shaw . . . 

"I'm on nowt, so it...

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A MILLION YEARS ON 

Can you imagine in another million years, core drillers examining the earth crust,
and teaching that this was the 21st century, as...

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Now ma mate Geoff's a Yorkshireman,
A Doncaster lad, born n bred,
Full o' fun but thick in t'ead,
Now ah can say this wi'out insultin',
'cos e's me...

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I'm named Delysia (sic) Patricia. This poem was 
inspired by Chris De Burgh's "Stripper" song.  
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ABwDWwYX0Q4.

A buxom beaut
ill of repute
amply endowed with bits to...

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They're selling off our Airport, does anybody care? 
The old Gazette's done nothing yet, no 'Save it' campaign there 
The Echo there in Darlo seems...

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I must confess, my poem appears a mess!
Wonder if I’ve lost my touch?
Though it seemed all right, when I began to write,
Did I edit a...

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