Best Scam Poems

Toddlers' Exploration: 

Cardboard drum, a thunderous beast,
Playful roars in tiny fists and feasts.
Fleeting wings glide, dreams just out of reach,
Soaring through tales of barnyard Waddles...

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There was a land, and on this land lived sheep.
Like all good sheep, they had their rules to keep.
They lived on farms in their own...

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The breadth of breaths a breast can heave
          Dark depths so delved as falsehoods leave
 ...

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As I was busy “being”
just who I am,
I didn’t care what others were seeing.
To be as they wish, would be a sham
and I will not...

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What underhanded monkey business 
razzle-dazzle bull is this? 
Whose double-crossing, flimflam scam, 
debauchery or hocus sham 
is wheeling dealing in romance, 
putting lovers in a...

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I am a creation of myself 
I don't know who I am 
I'm this to you and that to him 
Hardly more than just a...

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As dawn unfolds today beyond my fractured windowpane,
a breeze beguiles the ashen drapes. Like snakes they slip aside,
revealing wanton worlds that race and run aground,...

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PIGEONS OF LOVE

I was at the wrong place 
At the wrong time 
You were at the right place
At the right time

I was in need
You were...

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If you can work, or go to school.
You will be allowed to.  If not
how can you discover a non
spam or get rich scheme.
Promising to...

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"Happy Easter To You!", is the greeting I hear them shout!
Alas, I just lamely roost here, brood, ponder and pout!
I've worked for weeks making eggs...

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May I dance with you now as ghosts ride with the breeze,
and that witch on her broom flies up high near the moon.
While black cats...

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Oh, please, drop something in my cup, a bill or batch of change,
to see me smile when I look up...my fear with hope exchange.
A homeless...

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Infuriated by greed
so we Occupy city streets
tired of being lied to 
divided by tyranny 
of the Elites
sickened by offshore banks 
ran by gangs 
known as...

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For: Scavenger Hunt
In Honor of: ~Constance~Rambling Poet

Rambling around in a traffic jam,
Poetess naked and on the lam.
  Constance’s very neat trick,
  Behind a...

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In a covered wagon he travelled west 
For every ailment he had a cure
His miracle oil he claimed was the best 
People he conned were...

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