8Th Grade Epic Poems | Examples
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Its hard to be happy
Hard to be me
Finding out who I am is impossible to the pressure of smarts and immortality
"we live forever" a lie told by us TO US
The bull we pull just to feel less depressed and lost within
How do you feel?
Being told your gonna die?
Does it hurt?
We are young
Not yet strong in…
Relationships
Friendships
Caring
Or Money
We are told education is the way to succeed
That can be a lie if you believe
There is more
So
Much
MORE……..
POLITICAL FIGHT
This is a political fight
It is always a horrific night
It is all about the power fight
And it is making our parties tight.
Don’t try to make it so fast
Or you will get cast
Like a bomb that blast
And you must carry last.
Men being very curious
With mind so furious
And very serious
Making them dubious and callous.
predicated on verb hose noun sense
with brain matter makes me astute
and this union with the trappings
of virtual reality tub boot
would be akin to heaven
within the domain of this atheist - ole coot
whose purr add ventures scripting verse
sit aisle feeble rhyme with no reason
moost definitely hi yam not terse
aye speculate yar facial reaction
(understandably) would be
toe step from this purse
son i.e. Daff Punk Matthew Scott Harris
when ma time to ride luxuriously
in a plushly jeweled hearse
carrying thigh cremated ash
disagrees with me credo, ethos,
faith no more much less brash
since be yen entombed
in a coffin resistant to crash
vis a vis atoms either
forcibly split (divorced)
or tum marry in a shotgun flash
(fission or fusion respectively)
exhausts precious natural race horses
cruelly whipped
stinging fresh fielded gash
where putrescent hide of Equus resembles hash
sheesh, how in the of Judas Priest
did hie veer off into the least
common denominator,
which absolute value increased
the totally tubular confusion
into a worthless jumbled gobbledygook feast.
Sirens sounded secretly securing source. Strait sacks swooshed scamps scaling sensitive sentries (simply spayed seals) surveying surrounding staked spy sotted sham semicircular slipshod shelter. Snappy, Snippy, Snoopy suited Skyhawks surprisingly swooped somnambulant senseless scriveners. Sargent Salemander slipped shiny shimmering shellacked Sheppards Shutterfly sidearms sized simulated small skyscraper slinky, soapy, spooky squarely summoned, sentenced, sacrificed see swarthy Samsonite satraps Section SpecialOps.
Sometime soon savior snuck stealthily stealing sinful schleppers. sundown syzygy saw serendipitous, surreptitious, surreptitious segue-way shuttled safely Scottish shoals. Stigmatization stayed steady. Supplication statements swatted. Sole survivor swiftly spun self shaming sesquipedalian soliloquy. Sea side serenade soon spewed solipsism saving Slim Shady.
Sayonara seminal surfer swirling scarily sans sinister serpentine silent space.
If I were 10 years younger again, things would be different; fate would give me a second
chance. I really want to relive my early teenage years. If I were 13 years old again, I'd
also find true love somewhere in a suburban community, fall in love with the girl of my
choice, and experience positive things. I'd rather be a smart, talented, and athletic
thirteen-year-old young man than a loser with autism. I'd rather be one of those
free-spirited individuals than being imprisoned with a bunch of mindless Neanderthals.
Being 13 years old again will be the greatest time of my life, especially when it's like
going back to the 8th grade in middle school. The only reason why I really want to go back
to the beginning of my teenage years is so that I don't grow old and turn to dust. And if
there was a fountain of youth present, I'd use it go go back one decade and stay in my
early teens for the rest of my life. I'd really like to move on with my life, but I'm
afraid to die.