Best Ov Poems

What a Hill ov Lies eventually does is avalanche crumble
& depending upon the quality, the voracity,& the audacity
Starts to backwards step, then to seep
The only...

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O' Lucifer, bearer of light, anoint our eyes with vehement sight, so that we might beyond the veil gaze as days converge with night....

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Hewwo and Mewwy Cwistmas dearwest Bugsy!
Season's gweetings to you Daffy D!
So gwad you fwew out this way
Bwess my bones, if it ain't Wosemite Sam!
(Pweeze weave...

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Desert Head
The tales they told of ole sailor Fred,
Had skin-grafts a grafted on top of his head,
To keep out the baldness, a triangular patch,
Touch of...

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Shuld
Itokov
Nanas
Slo
Deth
Dance
N'
Aged
Frame
of
Kni
Bluen
Grey
Heaps
To stone
Before
Mi
Very
Ize

This
Deth
Repel
This
Negative
Prospect
Ov
Not
Is
Highly
Cept
To a
Flux
Frm
Flortowall
Frm
Sonic
Sub
Howls
N'
Nether
Worlds
Gone
Incrax
N'
Pop
Atoff
the Ambivilles
With haste

Plumbeting
Properly
Clocked
To watch
The not
Ov
Eternal
Free
Free
 
 

Mary Singleton (Nana)
1908-1992

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Mi camma to America wid a passion for moni en fud,
hoppin to getta rich;
en de sai det gold is founda in striz!
Mi work en work...

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you're my solid rock
*i'll always be writing lines
real deal man of steel

my dream lover true
*i'll always be singing rhymes 
about love ov e

above few lines...

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Stuck.
Over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and ov
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Cnt think ov anythng other than u
cnt stop smiln whn yo name z talkd ov
uve managed to get thru me ,all wories turnd of
u hve...

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or

The Stages Set for Grief

"What you sow, I reap --
after I fu*k it over."
-- a grossly obese Grim Reaper
yet of an appetite
greedy

*   *...

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We use to know
Howt o put thinggs down.
People gowin roundd,
Their lives tied behindt em by a spyne of brown strings.

You know we use to know...

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One Drop
 
The rain is pouring outside. 
Flash flood warnings are everywhere. 
We try to fill bags of sand, 
and keep the water from winning....

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My Heart,
My mind,
You thought you could take it,
My life,
My time,
Yeah, you thought you could twist it,
-And now it's ov-er,
No more Mrs. Nice guy
Time to say...

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Here comes the bull:
     strong, vibrant, towering,,,
     Decided, looks prepares
     the attack...
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Charley Dinton said
that everyone has a secret name.
A bad person’s name
might be long and segmented
like chopped jellied eels,
or spat out in gobs like phlegm.


He was...

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