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Censored To Oblivion

The half cost of silence
is still overpriced
Each question unspoken
a chasm for vice

When blind to the moment
all vision exhausts
Each voice that is muted 
— its own holocaust 

(Dreamsleep: August, 2024) 

Try That!

Try That!

Try That
You Loser!

AI Really Can
Write Better Poetry
Than Me.

F#$%
That
S#$%.

-Gray Squirrel

04-27-2024

The Little Duck Censored For Soup

The little duck was stuck in the water very blue, 
but would he care too much if that was all he ever knew? 
I don’t think he would if I speak honestly and true, 
but I don’t care too much about some duck I never knew!!

(Censored for Soup - the original didn’t say “care too

Read

We never learned how to read. 
Instead they only censored & cared to mislead. 
They schooled & said this is how you become intelligent. 
Until our minds, bodies & souls started to fight back & we said your reference is giving us the run around and here is the evidence.

Censored

Soup Censors will never weigh risks
Of publishing physical frisks
For children must know
Wherever they go
Saint Francis rode three asterisks

Censored Culture

Censor the culture
   is to promote  creation
      secret underground

Censored

Poets whose hands are tied
     voices silenced
Deviate from issues
     Tragedies that plague our hearts

Others are free to read 
     what appeals to them
Why should we not write
    about concerns with strong implications

I bow to the lovers who revel 
 

I Am Censored

Subliminal messages
Contested contests
Running from the lessons
Refusing the blessing
I am censored

Greater distances
Unleavened Witnesses
Running from the lessons
Renewed false confession
Who am I. . I am censored

11/18/19
Written word by James Edward Lee Sr

Censured

Polished scissors
no longer lay on dusty shelves,

but shine
in repression's light,

cutting, slashing, removing
words

of substance and action,
calling for change.

Good words,
having stood the test of time,

now violate 
an arbitrary community standard.

Principles,
having built societies,

are judged to be obsolete
and discarded--

to be removed
by polished scissors.

My Rap Skills Chorus and Verse 1 Censored For Soup

..... cus i aint got no mother plucking rap skills mucker,
I'm a poet shall I show it
rhyme the line combine and row it,
I'm a sick ink flicker
tips fidget like a widget 
I'm a little bit prolific
that's a rap 
so get with it


such a good chorus, 
now feel the force of the fall as we move

Where I Ventured Was Censored

Path I Ventured Down Was Censored

Down certain path why would I have ventured,
To a certain place that they actually censored,
Bawdy was being;
Not worth seeing,
And I now do regret that it ever had occurred.

Jim Horn

Censored - For Contest 535

CENSORED: a kind of unfinished symphony


This hammer made my finger sting
The flaming, silly, soppy thing
Now I’ve hit my poor old thumb
Oh my giddy aunt, ho hum

My right leg’s broke below the knee
Goodness gracious, pity me
I just nearly broke my neck
Blow me down and what the heck

Oops, I think I’ve been misled
That bridge was lower than

I'M Here To Murder Mumble Rap, Censored For Soup

All these muffled mumble mouths are farting gas,
with a less complex range than an enslaved ahss,
inspiration sadly discarded as they spas,
the rap I grew up with is a thing of the past.

Talent? Witch please, mumble's a disease,
contracted through the legs or the knees,
they don't bounce on the beat like a breeze,
more a sneeze, destroying a

Where Is Your Anger Now Censored

We sold our freedoms for Big Macs, big stacks of crack, and bottles of Jack
This mess is wack and in fact I'm totally done
Havin' fun with the lines I've spun
We want to sit here and whine and moan
And groan while we play with our phones
We're nothing but drones and clones
Bleeding out over the bones of

Robot Boy, Censored Version

So robots write poetry now.  Here's what I think of that.

Yer shiny enough, Robot Boy
Yer hard as a shard of rock
You never run out of energy
You and yer digital clock
Sex isn’t problematic
There isn’t an issue, you know
Just wipe you off with a dampened cloth
And then you’re good to go
I don’t love you, Robot Boy
You’re

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