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Coward's And Complainers

In negative word's the coward's song,
A whispered plea where they belong.
No light to guide their trembling feet,
They hide from life, their fears complete.

Complainers sigh with heavy breath,
Their words a dirge of endless death.
No joy can pierce their sullen veil,
They find in gloom their dark betrayal.

But courage blooms in hearts so rare,
Beyond the reach of coward's

Categories: complainers, 12th grade,
Form: Rhyme

The Mcgainers Are Complainers

What makes the campfire boho I asked the complainer.
They are weird, loose and carefree, said Nosy McGainer.
She wears long ruffled dresses, Mr. Gainer suggested.
They have so much company, their camper is often congested.

I suggest you find another campfire, I told the McGainers.
They had been a blight on the campground for years, these complainers.
I met the

Categories: complainers, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Rhyme

Victimhood




You know the place.....
Where tears fall down a saddened face!
When all they think of, is little old me!
Blind to the grown-up pain of humanity.


Where their complaint list is long as heck.
All you ponder, as a friend, is to save their neck.
These who wail for instant attention.
Sorry souls, these, should have a daily convention.


Never learned how

Categories: complainers, friend, humor,
Form: Rhyme

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Professional Complainers

They complain in the morning because their night was a fright
They complain at noon because their school lunch was not right.
They complain to everyone who enters their sight
They complain and complain, long into the night.
 
At first these complainers are rather entertaining
They complain about their umbrellas, and the fact that it’s raining
They complain about others,

Categories: complainers, 3rd grade, 4th grade,
Form: Rhyme

Complainers In Tin Cans

The discontent that dying brings should not be vilified
It is not a bad thing to be aware
the act of finality is also a part of life. 

We live in big tin cans, others live in small cans, 
but we all need one.
We enter our tin cans through a tunnel
then emerge and learn to live, 
but

Categories: complainers, courage, death, life,
Form: Prose

Complainers' Discontented Stain

don't hang with those who complain,
for their discontented stain
will blot your soul.

endless gripes can cause a frown
and make you feel very down,
with no control.


Dr. Ram's tail-rhyme contest

Categories: complainers, depression, happiness, introspection, life,
Form: Tail-rhyme