Best Riffraff Poems

I'm a firm believer
In limerick fever
(This isn't news)
"It'll cure the blues!"
Says Jan (who is no deceiver)

Written by Jan Allison:

Writing limericks is a fine art
Yes I write about poop or a fart
But show me someone
Whose not dropped a ‘bomb’
then from poetry soup I’d depart!

Written by Lim'rik...

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He lived in room 757
just like a haiku
thats what he said to me
just like a haiku
eesh

There’s a reason I avoid this part of town

if not for the psuedo intellectualism that spreads
faster than herpes at a swingers party
then for the cheap drinks for too much money
the...

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repugnant racist republican reviled - rickettsia re:itch ruler. 
rapaciously ravaged revered reverential rubric. 
radical ruthless renegade rapidly riotously rips rigged ramparts. 
refrains retaining remnant redolent regal, resplendent rafters.
riches rudely rupture rooted rectified rights.
ruckus ricochets revenant reign. 
ratified rattlebrained rules roil reductionism.
rumbustious rapscallions rollick; render ruinous...

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'Continental Drift' - The Metaphor

In the seventies (1), few people dreamed ‘it’ was true,
guessed by scientists first when rough coastlines compared (2)
matched like parts of a puzzle (a jigsaw), found place
that joined ‘drop-offs’ waves hid (hand to glove, not seas’ shores)
called a continent’s ‘shelf’ (3)...

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Poem revised Memorial Day May 30th, 2022 at 1500 hours

Flagrante delict adulterous sordid behavior 
automatically linkedin with Lothario;
an unscrupulous seducer of women, 
based upon a character 
in The Impertinent Curious Man, 
a story within a story 
in Miguel de Cervantes' 
1605 novel, Don Quixote. 

Hard...

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Whoa! toxic compounds really flow
Who knew this Earth was not a ho?
When with her we toyed
Her life got destroyed
And oh no! we’ll reap what we sow

Humans are the planet’s riffraff 
Our trash ordains an epitaph
This green world seemed sweet
Now smashed and not neat
So who's not...

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The playground I chose to write about,
Is open twenty four seven, night or day,
It is beyond any expectable doubt, dangerous
Paradise to young animals, some human
Children perhaps even envious!
Zippity was a young, playful giraffe,
His mother always warned him of the riffraff
He was popular, always made others...

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Silver candlesticks and other thingamabobs
Of questionable use in these modern times,
And riffraff scattered throughout in gobs
Most are reminiscent of long-ago pastimes

Of younger years spent happily gallivanting
Around the globe in search of new ventures
Now I spend entirely too much time, daunting,
Searching for my eyeglasses or my...

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Heaven for Dummies, Yes, You! (Hell Debunked)

You may think I’m all ‘Ego’ or ‘Certified Loon,’
but I pray you’ll consider this humble attempt
to move riffraff from ruts, to unstick (maze stuck) muse
through a monstrous attack on malaise of souls’ mire-
dom (while weaving a rhythm with wit...

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I once dreamed I had a pet named Mr. Gimini Giraffe
                 When I tickled his belly he let out a huge laugh
       ...

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Sabotaging orbitofrontal communication incorporating connection between anterior cingulate gyrus cortex heightening activity bridging (via atom sized pontoon bridges) greater activity upon basal ganglia, which synoptic description does nothing to alter the predisposition to ingress of uncontrollable imbecilic, inexplicable, and illogical fixation particularly during onset of...

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Chief egalitarian garbage taster i.e. “white trash”

As Halloween costume, 
one year during early grade school, 
my father got brilliant idea 
for sole son dressed
uniquely rubbish qua 
putrid offal getup. 

Missus Shaner (talon clawed, 
shriveled relic archaeopteryx dinosaur, 
who taught fifth grade) gave 
me first prize,...

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spoke kin like 
a true non establishmentarian.

Wily wordsmith wields wisdom and wit
renders requiem welcoming thee to visit,
no matter foisting poetic riffraff (mine)
necessitates applying figurative tourniquet
to staunch potential
life threatening hemorrhage
oozing out fifty shades of
your gray cerebral moon unit,
thus best be extremely cautious
heed warning to preserve
self interest...

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Eerie parlor music squeaks out over the musty floral rug
No human people have been in here for a long time
The organ has lost some keys; which gives a weird sound
The ghosts in the attic cringe, remembering better days.
Once a showplace, the house is overrun by...

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I'm going to live until I'm really old. 
Have kids two of each, in by household.
Never suffer from the common cold. 
lots of girlfriends, numbers untold.

Rich beyond my wildest dreams. 
Buy my own football team. 
Drink and eat to the extreme.
Turn all by wish's from...

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