Best Thuggish Poems

Just a Wedding Day

Oh, hear the wedding bells peal out to ring
They clang as if they have no heart to sing

The groom arrives, splendoured in...

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h when i was truth i fell
drew boy i grew up
still def still be a cre4ators tool
wipers for the pain tears drop
fear not, fret no...

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They want to burn the flag today
to them America's blood born banner
represents jingoism, a false heroism of a broken day
a culture illegitimate in divine manner,
feeling...

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off too see her 
now we sliding on chrome slippining past slip;ery serpents
its certain its aknown fact
dont push me cause i push back
push black white...

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Beasts of England you would make us
As we cowered in your class,
Cornered, while the marks were counted,
By the thought we wouldn't pass.


Soon or late the...

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What to do,
how respond,
to totalitarian tyranny
in someone else's home
or community
or economy?

OK, good question,
I hope,
yet with ample precedent
in polycultural battles to attain harmonious balance
where we have...

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Once we created starry nights,
and Mona Lisa with smile slight,
we covered chapels in heavenly scenes,
made David shine in marble sheen.
Now our 'art' make good folks...

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Seven gun shots, three of them taken by me!
Now and forever, I sit permanently here in this uniquely customized chair today.
I can't feel ****, I'm...

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May all sacred,
but not quite omnipotent,
fathers learn this day
as we impatiently correct
our stress-disordered sons

That respect is earned,
so maybe disrespect is too
positive and negative layered
for and...

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Emi’lokan, the lyrics from a loon,
the vituperation born from the womb of greed, 
the menace of recycled gangsters. 
Emi’lokan, the beggarly shame of old vermin,...

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Very well, my dear, she said through coloured glass,
Through teeth of blood and silver
As the doorway hurtled past;
I then stood on the front step, with...

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I live in suburban Pittsburg,
but my heart yearns for western climes,
undoubtedly from watching films
that dressed up and romanticized
the sweep of the tall-grass prairie,
desert cactus and...

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...Now I lay in this casket
The Devil's Easter basket
No skin, flesh or tissue
I entitize in bones
How long have I been here, estimate:
Centries
I can no longer...

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This teetotaler turns to tea
torquing temptation
towards tippling
thankfully, though
that tremendous tugging

teasing tendency thirst trumped,
thru teaching this totally tubular
toothless titular Texan thuggish tyrant
(titled Tsar Terry Troutman)
transcendental theology

tenets...

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The tyrants psyche is broken.
He sits in his gilded palace
Surrounded by his trusty band
Of armed thuggish cutthroats, waiting
For the inevitable end.
Outside the palace walls a...

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