Long Puke Poems

Agony be to society's demise
Labels are for fools, not for the wise
Play the familiar tune of in-unison serenity 
Fatality won't come any time soon, thankfully...

Homeless people were on the news not to long ago...I weep...

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This is a tale of one of the orneriest dudes there ever was, and how someone much smaller, but easily more clever than he was, managed to cope with his belligerence.  

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The one time before they had brought me along - to this cabin - to fish on this lake...this primitive structure that Leo - Dad's granddad - had constantly threatened to sell...
I was a toddler...Father...

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This piece is based on a true series of events --


First time me an’ Jessie seen him - walkin’ in from nowheres - 
couldn’t o’ been a stranger sight - as each of us recalls,
But...

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Limricks prompted by a comment made by someone today

It's a fact, and no longer just a rumor
Some soup people barf at toilet humor
Have you sniffed your own butt 
It stinks so keep it shut
Pessimism must...

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Exclusive Birth Rights

I am German and guilty as charged by history and evil parental culpability
privileged by life and proxy thus I refuse to forget ancestral perpetration
though I propose without any diminution that systematic genocide is...

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I can't make you understand how I feel,
And I've spent a lifetime trying to explain it.
Chances are YOU'LL never experience it,
As you are in the latest years of your life ...
There's no way to induce...

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Jimmy Joe McSweeney is a long haired, bearded caveman, who lives in West Virginia…in the hills!
Tales abound from those who claim they’ve actually heard him howl…to finding gruesome remnants of his “kills.”

Some are down right...

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Since I was little you have been around me. My parents enjoyed you as well as their friends. You made the adults loud at the party full of joy and filled with sorrow come the...

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(Warning...it has a sexual theme to it. You have been warned, innocent readers! Expect the unexpected in this one)

You have the nerve
To give me nervana like I deserve
Nothing's wrong with me
Maintain my lustful heart patiently...

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THE TRUMPIST VOTE: A satirical Persian poem and its English translation, by the poet himself.

POST / SHARE / FORWARD / PUBLISH (with attribution--please)

NOTE: In addition to this translated poem, to see some of Moji Agha's...

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Just a day
“Good Night Mom and Dad” I said before I went to bed. “We love you” they said as they closed the door
Mom comes in and wakes me up “Time to go to school”...

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Messiah’s portent
His advent, descent, ascent
Returns to cement

Apostates conspire
To douse the prophet's hellfire
But reap God's backfire

Curse your weighted scale
Your oppression leaves a trail
God's scale will prevail

Salvation has highs
Persecutions brutalize
Faith to exercise

Human worth erodes
Divine judgment at crossroads
Man's...

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(Manifesto) 

VIII … stop! - Skid! - Shift knobs, slide gears, vomit numbness, fondle!… the music of 
guillotines!… 

VII … unmannered retching! since everything is a percentage of death in motel prayer-nights 
separated from unholy...

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Grow old along with me:
The best is yet to be!

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See! Ben Ezra stares Rubaiyat in the eye,
	In a debate so hot and ever fresh;
Their porters seem in the semels to lie!
	Are they also gone or...

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There were boys in my life
From the time I was 13
There were boys
Secreted away in journals
Like some sort of forbidden candy
To be written about and savored 
In a fantasy world all my own
And in that...

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OMG this is what I think as I am reading? 
thus pus poems and yes they stink
simple in word mire contrivances with 
rancid rhyme scheme redundants that
exude explanatory expectorants spouting 
word wormy willy wally whilst...

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It is five minutes to two
I don’t know what to do
It looks like I'm the last person this evening before you close
But can I have another, and possibly a minute to expose
You must get this...

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the new renaissance
pushed the envelope too far
actions speak louder than words
under my thumb from your torture
I must confess im obsessed
cant stop thinking about you
for one day

No need for us to buy records or movies
just disgusting
disgusting
couldn't...

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Walking the path each day
introverted thoughts in 
cased in my skull
a boneyard of ebbing 
memories and thought-processes 
back slightly hunched over 
eyes to the ground 
seeing earth, stone 
cracks, grass, flowers 
bird droppings, dog's as...

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A tale of two twins ...


Kit:	That sure was a mean swing, Dottie. You knocked it out of the park. You’re the Sultana of Swat. I love the way you ‘round the bases doing your cute...

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Do you really think, that I am going to trade my eternal soul,
for your bowl of germ infested puke? Think again!
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O' sullen sullies of darkness....

How you often paint yourself so very innocent and pretty

While...

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The Lost Bird In The Sky

Somewhere there sits a lone man
at a bar filled with lowlifes
lost in his thoughts
mad at the world
and at her
it's eight in the morning
and dawn is long past
and its eve's seat...

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Like a small flowing stream, down my cheek. A little stream that is full of great big emotions. Spilling everywhere. Like a leaky faucet, that only continues to drip. Almost seems to be a never-ending...

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The Crushed Skulls

the crushed skulls

and the 

torn-off legs

and the 

single shots piercing countless heads


women, men, children
young, old, everyone just a human being

when will we tire of the senseless killing which we keep on impotently seeing


the...

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