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Premium Member THE KILLING FIELDS
This horrendous Cambodian war-time story, Ends with Cambodian glory, Journalists forged a strong friendship within hard cruel times, It is one of the best movies ever and all so true, These two men Sydney Schanberg and Dith Pran In the face of horrific adversity Face death, threats, imprisonment, catastrophe, Yet together, help and document about a hovering Communist strategy. The Vietnam war at...

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Categories: putrid, political,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Putrid Peace Plan for Israel
Lasting peace since time began, was never won nor made by man. Treaties are made, then hastily broken, like cheapened, tin cans. Israel was just offered to capitulate to all inhumane, demands of Hamas? Those antedeluvian, October genocidists~are our leaders in DC smoking fetid grass? Our own USA, is sadly, way out of political, educational and moral control. While empty...

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Categories: putrid, abuse, anti bullying, how
Form: Rhyme



Putrid
Wayward are my thoughts Too putrid to feel redeem Lies are my comfort...

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Categories: putrid, dark, deep,
Form: Haiku
Premium Member Putrid Husk
Winning light, summer's abate autumn's cold. Just a short distance around the corner.  We never believed we ought to grow old. Winning light, summer's abate autumn's cold. With haunting souls through agony and gold Time spent, memories formed, air of scorner. Winning light, summer's abate autumn's cold. Just a short distance around the corner. Written: March 1st, 2023...

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Categories: putrid, analogy, creation, death,
Form: Triolet
Premium Member Putrid Putin
Putins invasion is his perverse fun But we all know he's a murderous hun When Ukraine counter attacked Putin's generals were sacked And soon had Vlad Putin's scum on the run... Tie up mad Vlad and smear him with honey Then film it for YouTube and make money Fill his fat mouth with fire ants In his eyes and down his pants Hearing...

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Categories: putrid, murder, war,
Form: Limerick



Premium Member Small Fart
no one knows him in the room except by loss of breath greeted as unwelcome guest his stinking scent is death noses wrinkled in disgust when sensed this gust of wind all souls beneath his sickly scent are far too quickly pinned. inhaled in gasps of shortened breath each person feels impending death. Surprised, all eyes begin to scan so desperate for a breeze or fan. Feeling...

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Categories: putrid, 5th grade, crazy, fun,
Form: Rhyme
God Said Poetry Putrid
poetry putrid God said and have flipped my lid acted like a kid Jim Horn You can apply this to many people....

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Categories: putrid, allegory, analogy,
Form: Haiku
Trump and Putrid Lips
Trump's Putrid Lips Up Would Pucker, Seeming to think we were some sucker; Useless; Clueless, And out some things sure is a shucker....

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Categories: putrid, allegory, analogy,
Form: Limerick
Premium Member Putrid Petulance
O' flatulence ...

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Categories: putrid, body, humor,
Form: Light Verse
Poems Are Putrid
Poems Are Putrid Fund out that my poems are putrid; And then what a weird thing I did; Wanted place, With no trace; Have buried them and are now hid. Jim Horn...

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Categories: putrid, allegory, analogy,
Form: Limerick
Kappa Kappa Putrid Pi
Kappa Kappa Putrid Pi In fraternity Kappa kappa putrid pi; Transcript someone stole. Story of Trump's life. Jim Horn...

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Categories: putrid, humorous,
Form: Haiku
Putrid Stones
Your perception is obsolete, dried up like the blank stare of an empty well. I’ve seen you before, prostrate to television news history, casting your putrid stones into a sea of fear. Even a dog has the capacity to reasonably tolerate its own species. And you call all of this God....

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Categories: putrid, violence,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Putrid Road Kill
I now know how Loudon Wainwright III was inspired. What happened to me was what I never desired. I have to consider this one of my darker episodes. Nocturnal creatures called skunks often cross the roads. They have a defense mechanism that keeps predators away. To describe what it is, I don’t need much to say. Driving on the road, I...

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Categories: putrid, animal, death,
Form: Rhyme
Putrid Waste
You cowered away; Just enough days, To avoid certain death; Maybe. But while your absence, Indeed, Properly pacified me; Bet you never guessed, When your unlucky day would be! The water’s scalding, As you’re showered, With vicious fists; You lonely coward! Onlookers; Whose normal views of violence are appalling, Raised from their chairs, With smiling stares, Burst into laughter and applauding. Battered. Beaten to a Pulp. Blood clot; Fused with snot. Such a Savory...

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Categories: putrid, introspection, life, people, satire
Form: Free verse

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