Best Popinjay Poems

You've reached the pinnacle of fame

where double-speak's a daily game,

so many words, so little meaning,

popinjay, so skilled at preening.


Posing for a photo-op

your perfect hair a puissant crop,

your perfect smile, a frozen glare

which fools the foolish everywhere.


Demagoguery's designed

to derogate the keener mind,

a smile will hide what...

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Incessant talk that bores you to death.
Nothing of value can be lifted from the conversation.
Screaming inside, wondering how long will the torture last?
Like nails on a chalkboard you can not escape.
The tongue flapping wildly with no coherency.
Wondering if being placed in the same room as...

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There he goes again trying to pump up the small crowd  
in a shrill voice that could be irritatingly loud;
he talks too much and always likes to have the last word,
wanting people to believe each story he told.

He’s a super achiever, at least in...

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He was a fop, a fool, a popinjay
Man-about-town, too cute and gay
A fashion plate, a cavalier blade
His arrogance riveled an oak’s tree shade...

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