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Rioters Poems - Poems about Rioters


Premium Member Boo Hoo Deja Vu
Our foxy former president who rallied the rioters and then safely went, is hoping that we all forget, the January 6th Capitol attack and the good judgement that he lacked, and how he didn't have poor Mike Pense's back. Trump was the president, our supreme boss but still takes no responsibility for those lives now lost. He's gearing up for 2024, with his big...

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Categories: rioters, political,
Form: Political Verse
Premium Member Demonstrators Versus Rioters
I support folks who challenge a perceived wrong by peaceful demonstration. The First Amendment guarantees that right, when all is said and done. But I loathe the rioting rabble who are ripping apart this great nation! Such anarchic mobs have no respect for anything or anyone!...

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Categories: rioters, america,
Form: Couplet



Rioters Suck
A man gets killed by the police in a most undeserving way, we all see it and all agree they were wrong, and will have to pay. The president himself sees it and then sends in the F.B.I., to figure out why this happened, since such behavior cannot fly. The cop who did it is locked up, to face what verdict may be found, and...

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Categories: rioters, community, conflict, evil, how
Form: Rhyme
Colour Rioters
Being around my world And the world as a whole, Never have i really seen, Love within the visible so whole. Latest of these are colors, Never wants to be righteous, Rather so ridiculous, Bragging, red became malicious, Prophesing to be the best. Yellow is in disagreement And claims he is not the least, The white shows to know, And said the black is low. To one another...

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Categories: rioters, family
Form: Free verse
Iv: the Rioters
(for the unfortunate students slaughtered in my country) Sir – darest V.C., The dark hours of the night Received no crows of the cock; And like owls, the boys made violent Hooting, waking us like sleeping cocks. Of course, dear V.C, At midnight those strange faces Buried in dark cars: these strangers, Like hooded saints of ancient stages, Ah! gentle messengers of merciless gods: Their...

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Categories: rioters, saddark, dark,
Form: I do not know?




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