Retort Poems - Poems about Retort

“Don't bray at me, you stupid donkey. In my eyes, you're a foolish monkey” “Don't brag like a despot, on wearing a striped coat. I know, you are cruel and grumpy” ...

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A Turquoise Noise Green is gift, I share. Hachoo noise made from the spray and flew through the air. Excuse, me! by Martin Braun July 2, 2023...

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Dimwits say, he said with disdain When cows lay down it’s going to rain And if those cows decide to stand The day will be a lot less bland But if some lay and some are stood? Explain that one if you would. But that didn’t throw me for hours Easy I said... scattered showers...

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Competing infinities, which one to choose Existential polarities, exchanging their views Superpositioned, anthropic in scope The tradeoff endemic, whose difference elopes Twin parallel universes push and then pull Existing in quantum, the vacuum is full Symbiotic in concept, his razor now sharp As we search for their meaning —ever lost in the dark (Villanova University: March, 2021)...

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Biting my paws as my other leg goes Snufflle turns to insect hunt A noise deserves a bark She moved i have to follow Turn and turn Perfect position found sprawled on ground Chasing everything in my dream a whine before a gentle hand gives comfort a lick retort...

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hey i just came to play no need for such words you are a ninety nine pound for pound weakling throwing beach sand and urine scented litter in other's eyes but i'm better than that jeff stop dogging my cat...

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To live within the moment, and write as love does now befriend “Light shining brightest as hours grow short” A beginning reunites with the journey’s end “Memory imploding ...

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To live within the moment, and write as love doth now befriend “It’s light burning brightest as the hours grow short” The beginning reunited with the journey’s end “All memory imploding ...

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His wife called him a good for nothing rat As in his armchair old Jim sat, Jim retorted with a very broad grin, You know you will never get a double chin, Because all that exercise is bound to kill fat....

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If I'm to be the neck you fit inside a noose, then spin me up a soul. When you can define it - and find it - you let me know. Until then, Mother-Father fix your own malfunctions. This universe is your slaughterhouse. I just work here....

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Mr. Tim's fired a limerick back at me Usually I give 'em, not get 'em you see Surprised me somewhat Coz I'm not one to strut When I do, I rent out my body for free! © Jack Ellison 2015...

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I am the cloak of absolution that wraps around your thoughts like the blankets on your bed that cling to your never ending desire to be more. Diamond in speech chained in silver I lay before you the objects of your inner most secrets. I am the hidden unspoken that recognizes the mysteries you disguise...

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At odds about the undertakers fees, Mark Twain jeered: “There is a system of extortion going on here!” What horrific prices to pay for just a box and hole When it's not the body we care about, but the soul! This clerihew is derrived from reading Mark Twains views on burying the dead. His only quotation is...

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They call you the fallen one,with short tuffted curls the one responsible for the chaos in the world you may be the cause,as we live the effect but your time is near,as you continue to infect Like an invisible predator,you prey on the weak like a pride of lions,you pounce on the meek false pride as it is,your rebellious tirades the lamb...

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The crispness of your knife goes snick! Cutting up my dreams like celery, To make hors d’oeuvres that you, Time, pick And gobble till you’ve swallowed me. But while you cut, your blade will knick Hard upon my iron bone; It trims me to the very quick— But still, my skull will dull its hone....

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