Best Paste Poems
Copy and paste can be detrimental if used in the wrong place
Such as posting and plagiarizing poems from another’s space
The time and energy it may take to search for poems to steal
It is a waste of time if you’re not going to be authentic and real
It’s also a crime to take credit for stolen art, poems or any other copied matter
And only a matter of time before a lawsuit may be served from a silver platter
It must be a type of severe mental illness or some type of character flaw
To want to claim poems as yours, that are not, is against the law
It would behoove you to think before you continue to copy and paste and post
We are on to your shenanigans and the deceitful liars are despised the most
Please remove your pathetic copied and pasted posts and leave our page
Because your reputation, integrity and legal recourse may be a lot to wage
when we cut and paste
even if we made much haste
will not have any waste
when where what why who
we only needed a few
which we know will do
with eight different words
which will start with w
My other favorite word
which I will like is wonderful.
Can you imagine when we would
remove letter w from our alphabet.
we look with him here
pitiful and very sad
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Highlight what you wish to copy, then give it a right click.
Look for the "copy" option, then simply click on it.
Right click where you want what you've copied to eventually be displayed,
then all that is left for you to do is click on the option "paste."
If you don't know how to highlight, this is all you have to do.
Click and hold while moving your curser, highlighting as much as you want to.
Once you have highlighted all that you wish
release the hold and give the highlight a right click.
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Where I cannot post a link, I post a web address in haste,
but I forget that not everyone knows how to copy and paste.
I hope the above helps others to learn how to Copy & Paste.
I know very well that it can be hell staying on top of the computer age.
Tears for fears.
Tears throughout the years.
Tears that fallen from my peers.
A tear so sincere that will shred us from this dreadful fear.
That someday we all will die.
But have u gotten a slice of that pie.
A pie so delicious u can almost taste.
That u cant let it go to waste.
Maybe next time I'll remember tooth paste.
I have toothpaste because I paid money.
I watch TV for the same reason.
And this money thing is far from funny:
Without it you are as in a prison!
I have polish that I also have bought.
Water, power,...are all obtained for cash!
All existence seems to be by man wrought
And, being such, subject to error crash!
Non creators have made life money based
Thus making themselves masters over all!
Without money life is badly debased.
The weaker one is squashed against the wall!
We are bequeathed a money tyranny;
I have tooth paste because I paid money!
When a stranger calls
a star is born
within these walls
the shining
city lights
die hard
the searchers
don't look now
behind enemy lines
I walk the line
out of the past
roots
where the red fern grows
in cold blood
of mice and men
while you were sleeping
jaws
follow me quietly
home alone
where the sidewalk ends
forks over knives
shattered
where the heart is
frozen
dark eyes
guess who's coming to dinner
the day after tomorrow
the silence of the lambs
never cry wolf
in the heat of the night
my fair lady
dances with wolves
singin' in the rain
the illusionist
expelled
grease
cast away
what lies beneath
the notebook
can't buy me love
without leaving a forwarding address
back to the future
titanic
cries and whispers
tell them willie boy is here
from now to eternity
wild hearts can't be broken
before night falls
sense and sensibility
climb an angry mountain
to kill a mockingbird
we were soldiers
following
a beautiful mind
without a paddle
for love
the birds
take the lead
a river runs through it
one flew over the cuckoo's nest
when the cat's away
the mailman always rings twice
with a clean face
the empire strikes back
with a kodak
footsteps in the fog
paint your wagon
fifty shades of grey
for a little more money
great expectations
reign over me
boys don't cry
with your permission
save the last dance
for your eyes only
three men and a baby
cry for the strangers
gone with the wind
to have and have not
places in the heart
return to me
where or when
pride and prejudice
ran
to catch a thief
like water for chocolate
stolen kisses
smile
on the beach
it's a wonderful life.
Paste
Resin
Adhesive
Shattered on the ground
Porcelain, her cracked face
Dripping sooty tears and snot.
“And over these scars, we'll paste stars."
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Lately I've been trying out different forms of poetry.
This is called a Clarity Pyramid. You can find out more about it by visiting
Shadow Poetry's site, I'm not sure what PS's policy is on links.
Vietnamese Tiger Bone Paste
How can it be? That a magnificent tiger gets turned into bone paste? I never knew it was possible. The email I got confirmed it was. Sign the petition they asked.
I did.
It's in Vietnam. Here the tigers are killed and then processed. I don't want to know how they do it. Or what it's used for. I thought it was only the Chinese who did things like this.
I was wrong.
The people who kill the tigers don't care they're endangered. That only a few are left. Their belief, rightly or wrongly, in the tiger paste and its uses will keep them doing their heinous trade.
Will the petition change anything?
I don't know but it's a start. Maybe corrupt officials and greedy hunters and bone grinders will think twice next time. We can but sign and hope. For the tigers and all the other endangered animals.
It's up to us to do something.
Copy and paste how could you say
My original thoughts written to you that day
I plead your love not to take
copy and paste gave me heart ache
It’s all from my heart and not a copy
No need to overthink with your autopsy
Copy and paste is what I would do
To bring you back to the me and you
My lasting thought is to be
Copy and paste was all you could see
Sorrow numbs
The mind like
Paste in cling film
Nothing can
Penetrate
You squeeze it
With your thumb
All over shapeless
Lump
I know how a heavy
Heart feels _ no
Pep in the step
I can’t imagine you
Anymore !
When a stranger calls,
the shining
city lights
die hard
behind enemy lines.
I walk the line
out of the past
roots,
where the red fern grows
in cold blood
of mice and men.
The thin red line
short cuts
a nightmare on Elm Street.
The searchers
don't look now
within these walls.
In the heat of the night,
the illusionist
cast away
titanic
cries and whispers.
The silence of the lambs
never cry wolf
while you were sleeping.
(Each line is a separate movie title.)
Life is copy paste
Bashers have the same script
Demolition hate.
Paste a face your audience can lick up,
Stretch a smile over your wrinkles of laughter
and sadness
Breathe deep like your first bong hit,
Now...
Plead to heaven, erasing the nearest circle of
Hell on your heart
Find groups of pregnant classes on marriage
And little, healthy babies...
Write down how well you know jelly beans
Is what your spouse likes..
Bring a story to your mind..be it barefoot
Or slippers on Thanksgiving evening,
fat and tired; or drinking wine
Near a trimmed tree,
carols and egg nogged babble.
Paste a face your audience can lick up,
Smile and give your gravy time to
Underachieving sweaty sisters in law
And brothers on sobatical.
Tender love you down
Run in the rain on a cold night
Brush your hair with my hands
Blow passionate in your ear
The sounds of I need you baby
Steam and fog up the windows
My skin glowing oily
Our souls holding hands laughing
Paste me to your dome
You make my skin rise like the sun