Rebuttal Poems - Poems about Rebuttal

In my writes replies and poeming I often use a certain word Therein..This word in truth 'is imput see.' Not sanctioned in The current dictionary.? And yet the English langauge grand has Been the work of tounge and hands, one of which is Saxon West..Or Germanic..? If I pass the test? And 'im' within Germanic tounge 'is the same as...

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made a rebuttal our poorly designed shuttle do have to scuttle...

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I can't help but find it ridiculously absurd when people call Biden a liar and a fraud yet believe Trump is truthful with his word. Cheering his fictitious claims, they applaud! That man has spun so many webs of lies, that he has to tell more to cover his butt. Blaming others for everything, using alibis that are nothing more than ludicrous...

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I am not responsible for your irresponsibility, I cannot return what you have not given to me, I am not accountable for your unaccountability. I cannot understand if you are incomprehensible, It’s hard for me to forgive if you refuse to forgive me. I find it hard to be transparent in view of your lack of transparency, So, when you are accusing me consider why I think as...

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All things considered, I respectfully disagree That a glass overflowing is neither half full nor empty Obviously, over the rim is simply more than enough You can’t pour any more in, or, into a full glass stuff! H/T to Jeff Kyser’s response to my “Perspective” Written June 17, 2022...

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Some of our finest literary writing Is found in rebuttal and debate Especially when it is logical, reasoned, Well-written, or cogently spoken Like writings of Madison and Paine And speeches of Lincoln and Douglas Too often, these days, anger prevails Striking as if with a sharp cutlass What, I wonder, is to be the gain? Taking a position for a token … To gain notice...

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So, who says it takes ten years to become a poet? I’ve read incredible lines from second graders -- Some may write for sixty years, you’d never know it For all some have become are mediocre shaders! Do you consider it “good” poetry to criticize others When you’ve not developed a modicum of expertise? Your propensity for negative thoughts only smothers While...

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Love is the rebuttal to a cynic Who holds we're only true to selfish ends, Patients at some existential clinic Inside for reasons no-one comprehends For madmen have no cause to make amends Weak-minded men seek out what serves them best The coward dreams of karma and pretends while lunatics take all and damn the rest Personal survival's not the quest for individuals always...

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Scuttle My Last Rebuttal So what I will have to do is scuttle, What appeared to be last rebuttal; Proposed by me, And with no fee; Confused when things up did muddle. Jim Horn Oh heavens. Over ten again....

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WE KEEP OUR JAM IN THE CELLAR AND THE BASSOON IN THE DEN GO IN THE CELLAR AND BRING UP THE JAM CLICK YOUR FINGER IF THE MUSIC IS TO YOUR LIKING SEE THIS IS THE JAM AND THE BASSOON WE DON'T GO AROUND PUTTING JAM ON INSTRUMENTS AND LICKING IT OFF THE INSTRUMENT WE EAT OUR JAM AND WE ENJOY OUR JAMS WE DON'T DO THIS...

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I apologize at any unintentional flagitious, egregious, deleterious et cetera and atrocious (asper wording), which accidental faux pas toward an allpoetry participant named skypriceireland, who brand did me with crookedly unflattering feedback, ...

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Rebuttal mind why are you so fluent Why do you snap back like a rubberband with a sting Why do you transpire based on sight and feel Why do you engage in the forte of a hilt Is it because a strike like the third eye makes an out real The gist to which switched of gut wrenched What is...

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Believing prevarications, from you, confined, taking the route to the open lands, so blind, unsighted within alternative techniques, you and me in contact, two afflicted, combined, they always expressed the truth, we were unique. ...

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Seems like I could be on top of the world. I think about poetry like my tongue is pearled. Just the other day I wrote a poem to honor another poet. I spun around in a spin to unfurl to the Soupers whorled. I know they think they’re the bombshell. They are big headed and believe their words cast the...

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DIE ARISE WHENEVER I WAKE UP AND ARISE I AM TOO ALARMED TO OPEN MINE EYES DUE TO YOUR GOD FOR CREATING MORE SORROW AND THE FURTHERERNCE OF FEAR FOR YET ANOTHER TOMORROW WHAT WILL I DO WITH THIS BRAND NEW DAY? I SUPPOSE I SHALL SIMPLY ATTEMPT TO CHASE MORE DEMONS AWAY WILL I FEAR THE PUTRIFIED AIR I AM...

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