Best Probate Poems

A cracked windowpane. A few daffodils peek their heads through the weeds that grow tall where flowers once smiled. Purple nettle chokes the life from...

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Been eating medusa dates
Lovely fat juicy ones
I ate and ate them
Oh my they were so good
Why does my stomach feel *****
I thought the next day...

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He sees it gleaming on the side of the road
Looks at it closely…pleased it isn’t a toad
Ever so blissful is that strapping young buck
He can’t...

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The Cape

Superheroes, 
moms, dads, and those that we love, 
and we can not see... are flawed. 
They try hard to hide, their inequities... 
in order...

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Captain Cleopatra was feeling very pleased today, as she stood, on the bridge of the Federation's Moonblaster 5

This was her first command after passing out...

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Scattering spellbound in search of this utopia
Minds-eye in shortfall dissects one's monopoly
Through no choice of own approach it sloppily,
Exude to a position such promised, Ethiopia-

As...

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Okay, for Christy, who I could never refuse;

Do you have to be fat to have a large intestine?

I'm afraid to ask what kind of dance...

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The essence of wit is brevity
which interestingly evinces chivalry
delivered verdict to hex hoar size 
   (once and for all) president 

  ...

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Things About Trump

Things about Trump  are well understood
Has completely entered his second childhood
By his bad behavior you can always tell
When you will listen while sitting...

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TOWARDS A PERFECT WORLD

Many times I renegade
My heart, my mind and my whole being
Escaped from a jungle
Where I myself is a sacrifice and alone
Indifferent and...

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I have opened the door of adventure,
A flood of emotion I'm assured.
Fear and grip in measures,
But I have chosen the hardest course,
To reach the glorious...

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It was Halloween and a week at my new job as a broker in real estate,
we have a new listing, an old Victorian, after years...

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The estate of Ambrose Rose is released from probate.
To receive their inheritance, the stooges can't wait.
Ichabod Slipp is the executor holding the money.
What this crook...

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The Art of the spoken word
Is east
Jerusalem 
Ornate 
Probate of the money lenders 
Who tender purity and security 
For a price
Gods children are willing to...

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A second is defiant 
a minute is aggressive towards my dreams
flourishes a formidable mental anarchy
I creep confidently by the tail of a second
To the dejection...

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