Best Rag Poems

Sometime after midnight, it had rained
Putting out summer’s sultry heat
The sky had its face washed clean
And wiped the grime off Earth’s soiled feet
	
The dawn is quietly breaking
Night lights still glimmer here and there
The blue firmament remains cloudless
And cool is the mild blowing air

The sleeping town...

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I am a rag doll
Pliable, and gullible.
I believe you 
So tell me your truth and your lies.
I will not discriminate

Move me into places you want me to go.
I am flexible, and there will be no argument
I will listen to your tales, and believe wholeheartedly.
There will...

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Start with half a pillow case. 
Cut two patterns, darn the ends. 
Take the flattened doll like shape, 
Stuff the softest rags within. 

Knit a round and fluffy ball. 
Double sew this sturdy nose. 
Then an attic box recalled 
Of forgotten baby clothes. 

Cuddle softly,...

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Baby, your time is running out…
  No - I won't play in your house anymore
My life as your ragdoll - is coming to an end
  Your kind of vapid love left me so forlorn 

My heart was torn and frayed 
  By...

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Words Gone Rag

what a pity
how absurd
college grads have lost their words
latent grammar
dead vocab
grab at every
prep they have

don't know what the trouble is...
at computers they can whiz

don't know what will happen next----
whatever it is
will be found
in text...

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This is what the local examiner preaches 

Lynchings, or killing someone by hanging, historically were mostly used by whites against black men in the South beginning in the late 19th century, according to the NAACP.

Below my reply in comment
 
How they twist words to suit...

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"Headline news! The rag trade is torn to pieces!
Dolls are strewn across the streets with skirts lifted high.
Headline news! Markets are buzzing with voracious bees;
Stinging for honey, for money to burn. Sly.

May I escort you sir to higher gains? Just feed the slot
Machine coffers with...

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He's back
My nemesis,
Billy Mays,
Never does he fail
To amaze

Now pushing "Zorbees"
miracle rag,
And as I watch,
I start to gag

He's taken Vince's
Sham Wow,
And made it his
Holy Cow!

He copied his ad
Near word for word
This blazing scuz-bucket,
This worthless turd

I want to order an "Awesome Auger"
And pretend to be
Billy Mays' proctologist
And...

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Each of us is given a mission by God that's deemed essential 
one is protecting the rights of the most vulnerable in society 
when society socially tramples on these virtues removing values 
we have the authority from the bowels of the Word to act 

Marching...

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This factory has the bales delivered. Bales of unwanted, disused, thrown about, torn up, ripped and antiquated clothes. Once loved but not now. Bales measured by tonnes. Bales needing the forklift. Bales delivered once a month.
This factory hauls these bales, one at a time, to...

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I remember when I was a little girl
And the Rag and Bone man came round
On his cart pulled by a horse
All manner of things could be found

A washing machine with a broken ringer
And a bicycle without a wheel
He used to give my grandma two pence
For...

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i break down once more, lost

falling off of the highest precipice of
my own bitter consciousness
tumbling down, crumpling to the floor in a pile
my worn and sagging shoulders crushed with the weighty knowledge
of this injustice that is my ceaseless torment
this abysmal internal darkness which claws into...

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I am afaid of the rag ma
He is mean and ugly with coal dust eyes
His mare is riddled with fleas and flies

I will not show him my fear
I am to strong for him
while others run I stand and stare

rag man, rag man go away 
never...

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you really seem to think you're hot
silly little glamour queen
givin'up the money shot
steppin' out of limosines

how you make your daddy proud
acting like a debutante
hangin'with the who's who crowd
always gettin'everything you want

now splash it for the world to see
show 'em how you've got it made
and for...

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mentally battered limp and torn,
stuffing ripped out - self esteem gone,
verbally punched my spirit is low,
I.ll stitch myself together and find a new home....

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