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Killjoys Poems - Poems about Killjoys


Premium Member An ode to joy,
...What brings me joy ,let me think? Music, dancing and some drink They all send my head spinning Killjoys would call that sinning Life without joy is so dull It is joy which makes life f......

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Categories: killjoys, joy,
Form: Couplet
Premium Member Abcedarian To Start My Engines
...astronomical anatomical atoms buying brilliant blubbery bimbo blobs collecting claustrophobic colorized clandescently clams depicting deplorable dependable depraved dendrites enticing and enlisti......

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Categories: killjoys, word play,
Form: Abecedarian



Premium Member Shooting Stars
...How bright they are, those shooting stars that dart across the evening sky! We gaze at them with wonderment, aware their light will quickly die. We grownups know the truth about these beauties......

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Categories: killjoys, light, sky, stars,
Form: Quatrain
B-A Story2
...As my story begins, I was born on 30th March 6889 AD with beats audio in my ears, With a pen in between my index finger, So make no err, I’m a playwright and so was my Queen Mother, Even when ......

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Categories: killjoys, birth, birthday,
Form: Personification
I Dont Wanna Be That Guy
...When I opened my eyes, Mum’s love as my first sight Those everlasting enjoys, Wrapped in a loving mist laughing all with joys, Running to be a specialist Unaware of the future ploys, of those so......

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Categories: killjoys, irony, violence,
Form: Rhyme



Mayday
... Mayday in England today is 'MAYDAY' a plea to ignore Merrie England and the rights of all workers from HMQ ......

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Categories: killjoys, political, england, rights,
Form: Free verse
Mayday
... Mayday in England today is 'MAYDAY' a plea to ignore Merrie England and the rights of all workers from HMQ ......

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Categories: killjoys, political, england, rights,
Form: Free verse
The Alphabet of Awfulness Part1
...This is poetry for us all when you can’t find the words. Acerbic, angry, awful is this poems dream. Bad, boring, balderdash are its major themes. Childish, contemptuous, cynical to the last; ......

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Categories: killjoys, funny, imagination, on writing
Form: Verse

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