Long Shirk Poems

You know some verse and poems are Fiction this is a True story that happen to me today...
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…Well, it’s 9:28 am…
On today August 16, 2019
I was on break twixt my job, of driving school children.
Was...

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There are times in life when we deal with strife
    And are helpless to the powers that be.
Where we are sequestered by doubt... and still tossed about
    By others...

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"Perspective of an Invisible People"

Struggling for over four hundred years
Drowning in rivers of tears
Throughout the country's history
Accepting black people, still a mystery
Since the country's discovery, we've been abused 
Standing with strength, will prevent us from...

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The Undertow


The two could feel the undertow
Pull at them both - then let them go
He wondered if she could know
Or sense it too and let it flow

The undertow in the fast-running tide
Ebbed and flowed at...

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Bob had a special talent
That only worked in his men’s store.
He had ‘clothing ESP’.
He knew what his customers wanted…and more.

When customer would come into his store
Bob would invariably say, 
“Hello. I'm Bob. Don’t say a...

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I was a public relations specialist, ever promoting positivity to people,
As positivity is promoted afar, by the sight of the towering cathedral.

My work was very interesting, there weren't ever two days the same,
As an exotic...

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Sans sixth (psychic) sense...
poise zen dystopian rant

This prognosticator doth predict
potential based at current rate
sinister debacle that will
instantaneously annihilate,
United States storied republic, 
which alarming horror 
points to instantaneous annihilation
of America the beautiful;
(ohm my dog) turbulent
endemic chaotic...

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Ode To a Ululele
A soprano uke was what I had
A birthday present to me from Dad
 And with a Mel Bay book “How to Play”
I practiced a little every day
Learning chords is quite a fight
...

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Time Out

I'm still around, I’ve not gone far,
I'm sorry but that's how things are.
It's just that now I have no time,
To sit around and voice my rhyme.

But now I'm working ‘twenty-four seven’,
So staff, like me,...

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I’ve mucked around when drinking beer like many other blokes,
who love to be involved when playing silly nonsense jokes.
It’s great to see a ‘bunny’ puzzled and completely unaware
that pranksters are around him, but he doesn’t...

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>Sunday – shop – or – not, until you drop.

I heard it on TV one night.  
So I knew it must be right.
MP’s debating seriously.  
Whatever could be that emergency?

Was Sunday shopping, oh...

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This poem is written with a fair of Jamaican Patois but I hope you all get the drift.


Cow Cock Soup


Boy things a get bad, really sad.
Went to bed last night
Mi wife feeling fruity
Mi eyes get...

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For contest Sponsored by: (Destroyer ((Poet
My worst poem ever

The sights and the scenes that you might have seen
Will hold no great power or trill
When tonight I regale that wondrous tale
Of the farmer that lived in...

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There is a test for personalities
by Dr. Hartman called “The Color Code.”
He studied folks both here and from abroad.
In every land exist a basic four
he’s labeled Yellow, Red, or White or Blue.
The test has nothing...

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>First, we own no fishing fleet.
A fleet that’s ours, catching fish, for us to eat.
I hope that last line, does sound right.
As of our fishing fleet, I have no sight.

Digging coal from online (I said...

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I'm a simple guy,
I like video games, music and succeeding without trying,
So when a man comes up to me and tell me he can save my life,
Who am I to turn down a free book...

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By the light of a window sits an old man, his pennies he does count.
His hair is gray, his eyes are old, and there’s little in his bank account.
He has lived his life by the...

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The magic of the puppeteer’s hands, brings life through the strings
The mass of wooden limbs on the floor, unrecognisable as things
They all applauded as they watched the master puppeteer at work
He made his puppets dance,...

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When God created the things that are
                        At least he made a...

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After papa succumbed
to congestive heart failure
October 7th, 2020 yours truly
neglected fulfilling promised score.

I did shirk maintaining bond
with youngest sister
who when a boy especially fond
regarding said sibling
whereat myself and and Shari Todd
played cat and mouse
chasing each...

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Employed by Boeing before I retired
An engineer, then into management
I had good writing skills, as were required
When I wrote, you could tell what was meant

Poetry wasn’t of interest to me
For the first seventy five years...

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For merely a hunch or a hint of a kiss
I nearly was lunch for a hit on a miss
She shimmied for me in a short pirate skirt
No army of men was a match for this...

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The foreman and his missus
Had invited me to share
Their supper on this Christmas Eve
And to join their evening prayer.
Their little ones with shining eyes
Gazed at the Christmas tree,
Excited about their Christmas socks
And the presents they...

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In days of old when men were bold
And they didn’t use moisturiser....
They shaved with a sword, 
slapped whisky on their chin
And didn’t use aftershave in an atomiser

The scraped the dirt off with a shell, they...

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I scream and shout but no one hears.
         no one.
          not one damned one.

Teachers do not hear, because...

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