Best Play By The Rules Poems

"Deep Duet"



When I write I feel my fingers tapping keys

In my mind they are stroking black notes and ivory

You are sitting with me 

Place your...

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No tickee, no washee
You pay as you go
There are no free rides
As everyone knows
Yet some people try
Their gol' darn best
To beat the system
Get ahead of...

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Show down.
Eye to eye,
Tears sweat from it's cheek.
Little bit of a shake in the bodily wise.
"You can't do this to me! Speak in that tone...

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You are King of the Hill!
A full eight years done with teachers in a private school!
You are not foul-mouthed nor spoiled.
Everyone you meet, thinks the world...

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Our days are broken  
The nights drag on
How many have paid the price 
For your self serving song
You will not scare me 
I have...

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The Choice is Ours

And so here we are on the brink of d-day
This week we will know how our future will sway
The duffer, the bluffer,...

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I really do love my wife 
Been with her for most of my life
Why she keeps me I don’t understand
I can’t possibly be her best...

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Women Who LOVE Football
Live with PASSION
Are not afraid to FIGHT
Aren’t afraid to get DIRTY
Know how to put their GAME FACE on
Are always ready to EXECUTE...

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"Well......Howdy, Cowboy!......So, where're ya' from?"

A whiskey thirst?? She'll bring you one
Dust off your hat, take off your spurs,
put down your gun,  and share a...

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A sly fox invaded the chicken coop
Fostering ill will in a fowl-tasting soup
With feathers festering in a cruel stew
Good hens, the fox makes a mockery...

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Black Boy
By Valerie Odom
December 1, 2016

Black boy has it all,
but black boy is afraid he’ll fall

Black boy ain’t no sissy,
black boy has to be a...

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You had one glaring chance
But only to take an early shower
When you became the pitch rascal
And sent off for a poor tackle

Your opponent went down...

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I will make a collage of my college days
Just like I did with my High School days...at least in my mind every May as long...

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She lets down hair of silken gold,
It falls below her hips,
Then she turns around to face me,
With a smile on painted lips.

Her breasts are round...

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I don’t believe in being politically correct
It’s like having a ***** that can’t get erect 
I don’t believe in sugar-coded lies
Its poison brewing deep inside.
We...

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