Best Parried Poems

Randomling 1:  Matthew Macfadyen

I believe I'm in love with Matthew Macfadyen
He inspires in me a terribly bad yen
But as poetry goes
His name 'spires woes
Cause nothing rhymes with "Macfadyen”.


Randomling 2: Birthday Wishes
  
For my birthday, I would like a man.
I wonder---can you get one from...

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POSITIVELY TRUMP

The Economy is booming
No catastrophe yet looming
After choosing Donald Trump
Where recession? where the slump?

But we’re nearing full employment
All who can, in max deployment 
Black and white yellow and brown
Income up and food stamps down

Holy cow-farts! mercy me!
Not how they said it would be
They’ll soon...

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On an early morning walk along the shore
I pondered thoughts about the ocean floor
What treasures are buried beneath its sands
Amid corals, anemones, orange sea fans
I wanted a key to unlock the seabed's door 

On the crest of a wave, what had been carried
bobbled and lobbed,...

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Swamp Nightmare

Oh! me oh! my boo hoo!
Whatever shall we do
Now it’s going far too well
When it should be going to hell

The Economy is booming
No catastrophe yet looming
After choosing Donald Trump
Where recession? where the slump?

But we’re nearing full employment
All who can, in max deployment 
Black and...

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A bullfrog and a butterfly both chanced upon each other.
‘My dear, you are an ugly beast!’ the bullfrog dared to utter.
‘Why froggy,’ gasped the butterfly, astounded by his words.
 ‘My beauty is unparallel while yours is so absurd!’
‘Ha – ha! Ho – ho!’ laughed froggy...

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Its time to tell the truth untold,
why do we have to fight?
must we shed blood?
ever wondered why able bodied men 
go to war,and come back half,
or even dead,
the pity of war, the pity of war distilled
i was sworn in to handle the situation
am in the...

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Holy Georgina
Mother of Regina
Pray for me in this sanctified arena
That I may escape your Hurricane Katrina

With your scintillating fingers around my oesophagus
How do I stop your wind and take a breather?

Maybe it was I that summoned the phoenix 
From the ashes,
Granted!
I must have conjured your...

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That soft-spoken Sovereign commands a big stick, 
runs the world into ruins, once our bailiwick.
If asked why, He grins grimly, pale lips slightly pursed:
"Vindication? Straightforward: It's Me and Me First" 

(To mesmerise people He needed a spell
and to wreak such a rune, His soiled soul...

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Sitting here exhausted. Exhausted and drained. 
Exhausted and drained and beat.
I battled and dueled with insomnia all night,
And now I can touch defeat.

I parried with anxiety. I danced with turmoil. 
My mind was up for the fight.
Wrestling and rolling like a jittering wreck, 
My head...

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What Rainbows Are:


A rainbow is hideous.
They obscure the view
of the dark void of men.

There is no joy;only agony upon pain.
Your impressions are thwarted 
by these colors.
You are lost on your own path.
Virtue and wisdom flaccid ideals
for the weak and the daft,
whom been called sage.

All fail...

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Will you burn the earth`s  skin  to glass?. 

Yet, right there , in Harmony of `69
I bent  in adoration 
before the dusky pearl of your forehead
the soft slopes of your never-ending body
shifting under a sea of blankets
Oh! treasure of treasures !
sparkling 
to...

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Victories In China
14th and 15th Nov 2015 are days for avid badminton fans the world over to remember,
Somewhere over there in Fuchou, who cares where exactly that is there in China.

All that matters to die hard fans of this intricate game of rackets and feathered...

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Chain Reactions, I fall like the first dominoe
The point of entry and the ballistics
I leave tracks and I read the tracks of men
He's the Commander ask him about the optimum use of Infantry
Strategy, strategically at all cost hold the battle line
Wearing my camoflauge, thats me...

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Do not count the times my truant tongue spoke 
As though counting spring lambs high on the hill!
Can a fire rage aflame with ash and oak 
And not yield it's embers to the dawn's chill?

A sabre’s errant challenge to confront 
With parochial Envy at its...

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Many questions have I parried
lost love despairing hopes so daring
burdens I've carried
mistakes so blaring long though tarried

A flower born from seed through thorn
snow-flake adorn trees misty morn
memory inform past markers torn
flame of candle warm depths which warn

Years have grown child to man enthrone
patch quilt sewn...

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