Class Poems | Examples of Class Poetry

Thales the monist (But Phales first) Anaxamander's apeiron Bound by Thales's thirst Aristotle's forms are particular He found Plato forms peculiar A dualistic idealist Mathematically sure (Or so he thought) and no one bought Pythagoras's mysticism Mathematical or not And then there's Kant A metaphysical agnostic Hume's empiricism Is left to criticism And Barkley left a theological veneer On a history of philosophy so ***** Leaving no one to know for sure We'll...

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Attempting to think As these reasoners of Greece If I reason a thirty-secondly Of these, that'll give me peace I must admit this it is not how I get my kicks, Reading all this course material so prolix, In all fairness I must bequeath to give my attention to my teacher, To study in waters muddy Van Til and Bahnsen make clear to reason...

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Bound by the Streets, where the poor Class prevails, With Cold, hardened hearts, some are born by jail With slicked-back hair and a comb in our hands, We Greasers survive in a rough, Tough land Through thick and thin, Hoods are roots in the ground, A bond like steel, unshaken and unbound No matter the odds, we won’t face defeat Born by...

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It's a dirty game! Some people'll say it's not a type I'll ever in my life play! But you that claim clean, why don't you enter in? And go make that dirty game clean? I bet you'll be mute For it is the truth That no single human being Can a championship in politics be he But I must confess, it's not either...

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The class thing I’m working class from the very beginning, my mother worked in a fish factory putting sardines In the meantime, she went to work before me. My breakfast was standing in the kitchen, eating a slice of bread with margarine. if the school served breakfast, I ate there I noticed early in life that those...

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Life has an odd habit of making you miss old street curbs and stop signs. The street I miss the most though has to be that cross-street between the crab apple orchard and my friend Jackson’s house. Something about that place felt infinite. And something about sometimes friends feels greater than sometimes. Would I go back? Absolutely not....

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It's due... So what am I going to do? The funds have gotten low And the flow has been slow And I just don't know... But I got to keep the lights on I got to keep the water running Nothing in the fridge or the cupboards, c'mon Lord, please keep me from jumping This darn phone keeps ringing But no good news its bringing It's...

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Here is someone who is worthy of all the grace, Let me describe his glory before his name gets erased, The Pharaoh Ozymandias of Egypt, Who was even worthy of Shelley's praise. He has done a lot I feel, Even though I cannot see his real reel, I am sure he was praised well, Even by the worthy poet for that- I...

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Though small in size you stood strong' and wise In your answer to him, of your intended demise! And that of our fair state.' In our great land.' For right here i recount of that old 'dingo dan' He'd paid the blood money, he's bought a plot' Oh how my blood boils.' And i can tolerate a lot.) Its plain he...

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It's all in your head. It's all in your mind. One day, you'll be dead. One day, you'll be hard to find. We say, "we wish we could fly." We say, "Give us some time." They'll work you till you die, They'll work you till you commit a crime. Freedom is only in your head. Freedom is only in your mind...

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Not a Ladder step up Typewriting keyboard set up Hands on the keys Typing letter after letter Accuracy that matters Speed will come Practice makes perfect Afterwhile, you will become a typing dynamo You will be your own quick moving typing gizmo Pace yourself Be calm and patient Don’t let anxiety get to you In due time Typist will be in you. ...

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inside of twenty takes dirty filled frames no resolution to me the family that a ugly call me cat purrs on approach welcome spat too literal gotta reclamation eye's cried so much relief brushes is dusty clean practice strokes at the gentleman's table romanticism, adjatate, harpsichords classified and credentialed white ink's a tank thinking 'I remember", "he" distract the trap, autumns born waves of green mustard gas country come plains, it's not your...

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If this I may I shall say That only a fool listen to a drunkard on a stool If thy see your worth In such fools Thy might just perch on such stools Then some would say From such a mouth One might look South in a month even May To listen to a grain of truth From a mouth full of pain That slurs and curse Highlighting some truth that...

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Is it my grief? That i behold? That i knoweth ongoing sorrow Waterless doves? None other, a city? Just? As a city dweller? Dwelling, in mired filth? Unconquered mime, play! At once! Be tainting….. Project at them Boredom? You wandered….. ...

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For talking too much in class, we've buttoned your lip. If the teacher does ask you to talk, here is a little tip. You unbutton your lip just like a button on your shirt. The first few times, you may feel a little hurt. So be gentle, so your lip ~ doesn't rip....

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