Best White Trash Poems

Some say
 they were pure white trash
 and the rich took a glancing pass
 as we walked the streets bared a....
But not one of us really cared
 ignoring their well to do stares.

As kids, we all laughed and danced
 annoying the better dismay glance.

Mama took...

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Twas the night before Christmas
And try as I may
I’d never be done
By the break of next day.

The stockings weren’t hung
Hell, they weren’t even knit
And the children in bed?
No, they’re throwing a fit!

And me in my kerchief
And Kmart house coat
Was testing a Holiday
Ice Cream-tini float.

When what...

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There's a calmness to the air of the trailer park
As the dumpster in the back slides to the right
Underneath is where our Super Hero has his lair
And where adventure starts out every night

For years now it's been the same old routine 
Belches as he wobbles...

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You call the police on my son 
You pull a knife, he has a gun 
You call my wife a tramp, I call you a loser 
I drive an Escort, you drive a junked up Cruiser 
I ask my wife what's for dinner, she says...

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When I was growing up I knew we were not like other people
The way we lived was not very clean and stable,

I hated the fact that this title would be with me forever
So I pretended to be better now and left that world behind me...

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Shaving cream covers up the truck missing a left side window
Backyard lawn is freshly mowed folding chairs assembled
Trailer has been freshly scrubbed the scent of pine still lingers
Ready for the wedding day of Bubba James and Ginger

They’ve known each other all their lives even quit...

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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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I was appalled, no I was horrified
flipping through
the channels and I do it quickly
I saw the Steve something show on.

I could not understand the speech
of the whites
they obviously suffered from
some type
of congenital birth defects
talking about who has been intimate with who's brother and sister
and any...

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A carnival in winter scraped along the ragged streets,
Pursued by ghosts in snowstorms howling down the avenues;
And in that bright atomic midnight where the blood and neon meet
A host of demon angels hung their heads and sang the blues.

Unseen, a semi-conscious temptress knelt upon the...

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Poor White Trash

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