Best Steamroller Poems

The crazy neighbor down the street from me,  
always had her multi colored polka dotted curtains open for all to see.  
Music is...

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I went to the dentist
It had been awhile
Yet after much drilling
Followed by filling
The bills heaped in a pile

He said come twice a year
Or try to...

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The Bad, The Ugly and The Good  (aka: Bad, Badder, Baddest)


The Bad
I am the gun-toting, God-fearing Ganja Gangsta.
I’ll smoke you, pray for you, then...

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Impossible dreams that give rise to miracles do happen in real life,
How else can one explain  as riotous celebrations burst into life,
There in Leicester...

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kimo

merciless, unstoppable destroyer
kindergarten juggernaut,
the Incredible Hulk

for teens, hostile steamroller
transforms to Cain Marko
mere distractible, vulnerable mystic

youth's master of tech barrage
cybercrime’s Michael Calce
reformed, manipulative hacker worm

Date: November...

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It's lovely outside, I think I’ll go knickerless today.
You don’t want to do that, you might get knocked down by a bus.
Why would that make...

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Travelling over fifty three metres on a baking tray is a wonderful way in which to pass the time. When loosening ties and burning buttons...

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How do I know when I have made someone happy?
Cause I sure can tell when I have not
How can I bite my tongue when I...

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Interlude III (This is All This is Life)

This is all
I am not afraid of this life;
This is OK with me;
This is all
All that it is;
This...

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I've been wild and crazy
A loose goose on the rampage
I partied and pleasured
And played
Rolled time up in a tight coil
Squeezing everything out
Tied the knot firmer
Stretched...

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I’m learning to love pink
In bowls;
And boys and girls.

For my bedroom wall
Was claimed
  Putrid pink         ...

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Fresh air, fresh air you will find
A warm spring breeze
There is some kind of quietness
And God will be there waiting

Gentle portions of missive cool but...

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Some babies are born bald as a cue ball
Some are born small for obvious reasons
Some are born young as it makes sense
Keep infant babies safe...

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Born in Hamler Ohio
Child of Louis F Davis Sr
Lived in Portland and Savannah Ohio 
Study at the University of Michigan 
Specializing in the bassoon a...

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Beethoven smashes one piano after another.
He shears through keyboards,
a peasant scything hay.
The composer's fingers listen
through touch,
they become deeper, more blunted,
a vibration of mallets.

Frown the brow,
push...

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