Poser Poems - Poems about Poser

He is a poser Irish I said. Freckles probably painted on. I don’t think so replied my great great aunt Dawn. I bet he’s not got a drop of Irish blood, I said. When I learned the truth my face turned red. His grandpa was a McDoogle on one side of the tree. The other grandpa was christened Sean McCaffrey. His...

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The basket of Easter stars has arrived. Okay, the poser Easter bunnies said. We can be there shortly. They envisioned divvying up the Easter stars. Six for one, seven for the other. While they were picturing their loot, The real Easter bunny picked up the entire basket. Taking all thirteen stars, as was his due. When the poser bunnies arrived they found a...

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She knew if she could pull this off, she would be the best Pharaoh Ancient Egypt had ever seen, it was her utmost quest. You need to hide the fact that you are female her daddy said. If a servant finds out, it must be off with his all-knowing head! You must look regal at all times, and use...

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show no disrespect owning it ...

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King Herod was such a big dummy For armies must march on their tummy Why would he crucify A "FREE FOOD & WINE" guy Who could make Army chow quite yummy?...

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So you think you can beat me? You might as well just flee. All I do is rhyme. You can’t earn you a dime. Delusional, you must be. My rhymes overpower. You run and you cower. I spit bars. Write your memoirs, Cause you’re rhymes are sour. This battle is over. You’re rhyming skills are lower. But don’t be mad, I had this in the bag. You’re just a...

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Now you feel so bright yea you feel so strong but did you know that I knew you all along that you were faking, (poo)-taking, halfbaking all that weed that you were making When you gonna give it up? No no no no can't get enough The fad says you can't give it up no no no it's just a scheme,...

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When I close my eyes, I see a lonely girl, One that is desperate to belong some where in this world, Aching for approval from any and everyone, falling short of her own expectations,leaving her life left undone, The mirror reflects an image that she hates, Her outside shows a portrait that she creates, A manufactured smile completes the illusion nicely, Poised...

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