Best Wank Poems

I'm done with this I've had enough of this/
Slushy trip since Hell Paso son just quit
This empty pursuit
Of letting the past keep livin' through you/
Go ahead and equip the damn truth
It is that simple to choose
What state of the neighbor of the temple you use
But...

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Like retired folk for Florida, the British for their tea,
Like China is for foreign debts, trash dumpers for the sea...
Like Russians are for alcohol, and Ethiopia'd be for rain,
Like Catholic priests for altar boys, like masochists for pain...
Like Greenlanders for climate change, like Iowans for...

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                           I
Hearken back to the old rule nazis how
  Deputy Fuhrer Hart led assembly -
with his bell, megaphone...

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Not really a poem, as such...
Been reading about benzo's quite much...
It's all very sad, but get why I am.....it's really a wank way to be!

It has made me sad, cause I've realised I'm mad! But there's also an outcome out there...
Not really my style, but...

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The man lept from our balcony row and landed directly on Tebow and K'Vnulash, who began to tongue kiss passionately, realizing their final moments were at hand. It was not a gory explosion, but one that inspired thirst. We stopped by the Liquor store on...

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Possible TV advertising for a certain kind of "donation" center…
or for guys who might be looking for "gig" employment…with apologies, dear readers...this one's a bit "naughty".

If your bills are getting to you,
The IRS is trying to screw you,
Jobs are few and far between,
And you need...

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Chogadella, chogadella

gleef a finkle, fangle doo

Sanking froth a wank forchella

bleetting hist la trencheled sloo

 

Calibali, spork n’ mally

jopelwanker deef walore

Ectaglancy, fallet plantsy

untwotopa feething glore

 

Mannyouopo, slifered glupoe

dangelation, clastig blaye

Homertempor gleeving sempor

happystead youngstuckers kaye

 

Gurf-a platted, lumbar chated

cheeperbrest du mingle bee

Chogadella, chogadella,

made up words for poetry...

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Knew ya were bad news, i just didn't read the headline.
 Funny! cos ya picture was on the front page.
 Something like a red wine ya were to me.
 Drunk on the thought of lovin you.
 Now that I've sobered up, I'll search for something...

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Do rubles rain right into his bank?
Tells many lies, can Trump be frank?
Made appointments, but they stank.
His approval ratings again just sank.
Investigated, so gave Comey yank!
Most now think he’s a hopeless wank.


[just having a little fun at Orange Trumplestiltskin)...

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Treat this poem as the truth
Non-fiction...
Because this is the best way I can try to describe what it feels like to suffer with cocaine addiction
It’s hard to even put this feeling of addiction into words
To a ‘non-addict’, the things that I am saying may seem...

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Busily flicking possibilities, swarmed faces swum
Fishes flipped fast before the following 
Murky harbour deep, screen swallowing
Clear impression of traits innate to individual ones


Flash of fin colour, gleam of sleek opalescent flank
Specimen slide best sides on show
Shallow images only clues to know
Intention is an open heart...

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I remember the Man from Atlantis from forty years ago
I watched his show when I was a kid
The man with webbed hands and feet swimming underwater

He was cool in his aquatic world
But I've an improvement
The Man from Atlantis needs a keel for better buoyancy

Just like...

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[ with a hint of the bridge from A Man Has Dreams
sung by the character George Banks in Mary Poppins ]


A bank is a community where people banked
They did so with impunity until it tanked
When interest, like a river, overflowed its banks
And fishes, schooled communally,...

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Dancing wind 


Dancing wind dancing wind 
With my beat best of steps 
With the rainbow light holding 
Your breath wellcome your 
Soul soup of crab cakes for 
Love with a hight of clouds 
Caly of floor floop of dirt with 
The magic of sound wank...

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