Gunge Poems - Poems about Gunge

...In nineteen sixty-three, May twenty-eight, three youngsters in a Woolworths five-and-dime sat down and asked for coffee. This was war. In Jackson, Mississippi, way back when, outrageous things l......

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...Some people wind up with twisted knickers When they get insulted by nitpickers Words are sticks and stones Causing moans and groans When they hear heckling whispers and snickers Women used to ......

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...She drinks herbal tea. Goes foraging in the woods at the weekend. Wears weird clothes. Tells me if I pass her 27 point plan, I can go to bed with her. Something told me I was never passin......

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...Enough of golden daffodils, romance and paths not taken Let's lend poetic airing to a subject quite forsaken. An opportunity's emerged to give a little plug To that much lambasted creature called ......

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... Pyrrhic revenge They’d eaten his books, his clothes and lean paper money, Whetted their teeth against his coins and an old jar of honey. They’d blown cold air nightly, as they gnawe......

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...(When the true toxicity of Agent Orange was finally comprehended, the Johnson Administration could think of nothing better to do than simply dump the chemical on a chain of Pacific islands, whe......

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...God in shorts, I never thought I'd see the day, gloves and boots and grease on the eyebrows too the bell went for round one, I threw a left, then he smiteth me to the body with great vengence, ......

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