Best Paedophile Poems

No one likes me - they put me on a register,
you must be sick they told me, yes you're right;
my mother made an amazing statement...

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She was tender and fragile...
till She met this paedophile.
the evil had just landed
never to be caught red-handed.
His fantasies were little girls
... he loved crushing those...

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The Ballerina and the paedophile 

The Ballerina, at the left in my Degas print it hangs
in the hall and I have neglected to look at...

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What a slap in the face!
It’s an international disgrace!

(Descriptive distraction)
and (subversion in action)

It’s now commonly used in parlance by judiciary
while in literature this prevalent (lie)...

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Eye  control darkness
Standing in creek consciousness
Eye pain portal
Me maladjusted myalgia
Hyposyncratic virilence
It tick, me tick
Bit me
Me sick
Loads shells, no click

Arabic apotheosis shrouded in defamation
Famine lives...

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Hash-Tag Pupeteer                   

#totesamaze, 
The comment left upon...

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Please ‘fix it’ for the victims of Jimmy Saville
He had unlimited access to Stoke Mandeville
and abused patients who were vulnerable and ill
It’s disgraceful he retains...

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To be or not to be
I may or not chose to be 
A rampant homosexual
Killer or sneaking thief
Heterosexual predator
A hated paedophile 
My options are quite...

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Loneliness the circles
In which the daydream never ends
I wish you'd go away those times
So I could find you once again

Perhaps a hole-in -middle whirlpool
The nothing...

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My bleary eyes delicately opened to the view
Of the cold, hard, unapologetic grey wall.
I’m in jail? Now the meet and greet. 
“Hey, is anyone else...

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A paedophile knows ...
Shame shields sin in holy church.
There his power grows....

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What a way to go,
The greatest show, 
Most on this planet, bidding adieu. 
Brilliant Jacko is no more, 
Yet his spirit still haunt’s the corridor....

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There was a moonbeam it was a little different from other 
beams as it sought out sleeping girls.
He loved them mainly those aged 7 to...

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A soiled foul foil, this dirty 'blade'
A truthless slithering renegade
A ruthless spineless conniving man

No of him, I was never a fan. 

I saw him through...

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