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Premium Member Pride Be Hubris Run Amok
41. Resist I Must Pride is hubris run amok To rot the soul within. It rises from the depths of hell... The deadliest of sins. It is the snake that slithers so To pervert both bold and brave. It may appear the luminous rainbow But at its end... a pauper's grave. Resist I must... if resist i...

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Categories: run amok, anxiety, endurance, pride,
Form: Rhyme
When Life Has Run Amok
if you write life without a plot what you have is a vacant lot it’s time to pause and examine the story consider introspection and an inventory there are days of purple haze life is a maze of many ways in disrepair, life’s not fair I declare what can I bare I’ll ask the Lord to bless me as I prayed again tonight to...

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Categories: run amok, life,
Form: Rhyme



Premium Member Run Amok
If you don't want to press your luck Never iron a four leaf clover, big yuks It's a giggle each day Need to find a way To shoo your troubles and run amok...

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Categories: run amok, happiness,
Form: Limerick
Camp Run Amok
Put the pork-n-beans in a big garbage can Let the kiddies run wild til lunchtime, then try to reign ‘em in Make the little bed-wetting buggers play White castle in the sand Find out who clogged the shower drain and stopped up the toilet again The Camp counselor is looking a little addled, even more so today His bungling staff let another golden goose opportunity get away Parents...

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Categories: run amok, humor, parody, political, satire,
Form: Light Verse
Hen Things Run Amok
When Things Run Amok When things run amok It is always best that you Don't forget to duck. James Thomas Horn Retired Veteran Poet Soothsayer and Prophet who can't stop it....

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Categories: run amok, philosophy,
Form: Haiku



Run Amok
Palpable hatred makes your nostrils seethe As you inhale all the imagined wrongs Grounded in ignorance And no reality A match is struck Martyrs are made And fools are kings Grievances run wild Fed by even more vengeful sins The place is ablaze The rioting season has begun Who will outlive This bellicose insanity That is but an implosion of ill-will? The place is raised to the ground The...

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Categories: run amok, social, society,
Form: Verse

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