Best Refunded Poems

I've bought a brand new mabel fern,
	expansive, I can tell you,
	when I've learned just how it words
	I'll have a go and bell you.
	It's got  five ponds of crudity
	which should last me a moth
	but just for now I'm sending taxis
	and this is the firk one...

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I wrote a sad but true urban legend called “Dillen and the DMV” last week.
Here follows an update.

Background Review:

One of my health care employees, Dillen, has wicked ADD, borderline intelligence, not qualifying for disability supports, which are few 
and those few minimal at best anyway,...

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Times have changed,
And I still think of you.

We are not the same -
We never have been.
Yet these thoughts trickle inside of me
Pooling 
Towards the desire. 

Oh, how I miss the days of heartbreak. 
At least then there was passion.

I miss when my heart was utterly...

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The Penny Arcade
 
Back in the 1920's, Americans would go to entertainment
spots around big cities like New York and Chicago, were
you could go to have some fun, these places were run
very cheaply and were called Penny Arcades, in these
amusement parlours you would find an endless...

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TO:  Department of Motor Vehicles Commissioner, Chief States Attorney

FROM: Dillen Dye’s Employer

8/16/16

RE: Some apparent non-compliance with the Americans With Disabilities Act; common courtesy, civil respect; freely accessible pursuit of health, happiness, and prosperity

I don’t know where the States Attorney Officers and the administrators of...

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DIARY NOTES : Mad-House Maths

March 30th., 2018 - Another day sets in Paris

The home-bound Octogenarian trundles from the Mall's town centre
Back laden with the day's shopping
His hands numb from clutching load-packed plastic bags during the two Kms and more
The sore reddish-smudge of a sun cocks...

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Obnoxious arguments; I rant only
My words, shard glass tearing souls
No exception is there, my wrath equal upon all
Though to you, are the wounds mendable. 
Excuse myself in rage, do I never
A barrage do I release, to free myself
Humaneness, my preach to oppose another
The hurt I...

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I felt it – stirring, spontaneous repulsion,
the darkness
Recovering from the steel black holes
Eyes intent on raping the soul
Ravishing the vulnerable,
Violating the hope, the wonder.

He was younger than me, 
with teeth black from decay – black
Like the mountain dirt, rich and pitch-black
He looked like the stark...

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Stolen pencil, this poets utensil.
A tax refunded bit of loot.
When I was younger, I wouldn't have given a hoot.

Just how pathetic can one soul be?
Can't even afford a sliver of a tree.
Well if redemption can be written.
This is my offing that I'm remittn'.

It raises questions...

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Before life refunded my dreams
My feet hurt, Grandma pressed her beads
Full moon,  spoke with light, let long hair speak
Love together, spins forever, beautiful  verse
Twined all people,  without applause
For eternity

For

Eternity

11/09/11...

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a youth that sees a being
of height to be an idol,
too innocent to realise
the turbulence to come. 

with rebellion a foe is found,
at heads over trivial things,
spoken speech cannot be refunded,
a phase it's claimed,
but a reflection reminds, 

traits of disagreement to familiar to say,
a memory...

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A letter poem to the next black Friday (On the eve of)

I was encouraged to promote a white lie
Poetry I need to bid you farewell
I may stay silent, act up in intricacy
And also declare, I am no longer there, you are a departed line
That can...

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Ruined by puddles of porch rain 
before you had a chance to bring it,
much less break it in; 
The robotic reply of ‘Order canceled.
Your item is out of stock. Refunded.’
throws you into a total panic;

As far away as it seems, 
there was a world before...

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(This is a fictional poem)

Last week I tried to get out of paying for a meal.
But when it backfired, I became quite ill.
I put a dead roach in the plate right after the waiter brought the food.
It would've been better if I had put the...

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Many blessings after all these years i got refunded for the days I worked 1997 I left a job at the BX i left in great standing actually they owed me six days pay by gods grace my pay was refunded the fact that Peter...

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