TRUMP SMIRKS CARNEY WORKS
CARNEY WILL NOT DEAL WITH JERKS
AND TRUMP IT DOES IRKS
With glasses now I'm "four-eyes?" (Yes, I'm skinny. Yes, I'm plain.)
But it baffles me you noticed since you haven't got a brain.
My skin's so white! No kidding? Well, in the summer I'm bright red!
You too were born my color and you'll be it when you're dead.
I'm frigid and unloving ‘cause I won't go all the way?
Well, you don't even turn me on. I bet you turn girls gay.
I got "lucky" playing ping pong when I beat you? Is that right?
So strong I've grown, I bet today I'd beat you in a fist fight!
Sept. 22, 2019
100 words, checked by wordcounter.com
for Caren Krutsinger's Any Poem You Want To Write Exactly 100 Words Contest
Trump In Wrong Way Jerks Us
Never random and he does things on purpose,
Just like they would do in a three ring circus;
Audacious animal riding;
With Republicans siding,
While wrong way Trump always does jerk us.
Jim Horn
JERKS OF JEALOUSY
Two thick n' lovely friends, friends forever type
Ugly poverty had its brutal curse on both of them
Thick n' thin of life, equally did they share...
Both good at sports, budding athletes of their locality
New contest announced, In prize-trophy, sports shoe !
Both took up challenge, preparation on in full-swing...
Motivation n' moral boost-up, coach and the trainee, both were for both!
Arrived the D- day - One lost , One won!!
This is the point where story takes a U-turn..
One who lost got jealous, best moments till date
dissolved and diluted.
Wicked jealousy corroded his mind like sulphuric acid...
In fit of jealousy burnt he the shoes won by his own dear friend...
Another contest declared in neighbouring town, winner friend said,
I won't partake due to ligament tear.. but buddy you have to win this time
The new shoes I won, you wear and keep it as my gift all yours!
Good luck my friend he patted and left, still unaware
about shoes' fate which he had kept safe in chest.
© Anulaxmi Nayak, 2015
THey make you think they're your friends
They hang out with you
Tell you everything
You tell them everything
But once you say or write something
They go to conclusions
Thinking you love him
But you only like him as a friend
They try to embarrass you
They try to make you guys closer
But they just hurt you
Hurt you so much
You're more hurt than mad
Now knowing you can't trust them
Otherwise they will do the same thing
But next time it will be twenty times worse
Twenty times sneakier
And twenty times the pain
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