Best Rabble Poems
What the Radical Religious Rabble Rousers Are ThinkingAll of Islam deserves our hate
Unlike ours—this faith can’t be great
The ground zero mosque
Is an evil kiosk
Our lord says to obliterate
What’s better than the Ku Klux Klan
And frightens the bad Taliban?
Yes—with a book roast
America will toast
Those evil who read their Koran
Burning books ain’t nothing to...
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Categories:
rabble, satireevil,
Form:
Limerick
What the Rabble Have DoneThey taxed us without our consent,
we who though we were Englishmen,
said we had no say in governance,
so we simply boycotted them,
threw their tea into the harbor,
let them know that we’d had enough,
they sent troops to beat our spirits down,
didn’t think we would be all that...
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Categories:
rabble, adventure, america, england, history,
Form:
Rhyme
The RabbleRaving gang!
Nation in a mirthful mood,
Whirrs of discordant triumph,
Eyes steaming noxious passion.
Look about!
Revelry boils over;
Death in the embrace of a squall
Eddies skyward; the stench chokes.
The...
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Categories:
rabble, world,
Form:
Free verse
AI Models Collapse to Babel Babble RabbleAI is the ultimate plagiarist
mimicking patterns in human devised data.
Its models needs training on high quality data,
billions and billions of bits and bytes
of high-quality human derived thoughts and information.
But, AI output, with its hallucinations and flaws,
now has begun to flood into the data sources...
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Categories:
rabble, internet, language,
Form:
Free verse
The Rabble-RousersTHE RABBLE-ROUSERS:
Can't define the last time we met.
That moment was very historical.
And it's always kept with a reminisce,
Since we all remain simply antithetical.
And it proves there's a mark of a refurbish,
Which shows our power as individuals.
That day could be full of benevolence,
Or possibly,...
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Categories:
rabble, abuse, bullying, confidence, engagement,
Form:
Dramatic Verse
Heckled By Winds, Like the RabbleHeckled by winds, like the rabble
Of royal upsets of times
Summer, from his throne-chair of
A gold-rayed backing
What's yet true in minions' trill
Hears his homage in.
With his robes of former glories
Unravelling leaf by leaf
Summer, in what hangs dark for
Abdication's threat
A sky of crow now outlines.
Starlings' cloud-like...
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Categories:
rabble, summer,
Form:
Rhyme