Child Satire Poems

A young girl’s voice, lost in the data, cries out,
"Why are we here?"

Pixie Pixela, her words soft and low, murmurs,
"This world is yours, dear, a...

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Please read the rules above. Obey,
Lest you receive a quick “NA.”
So many fail to read my rules,
So many fail to heed them. Fools!

There’s quite a...

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great expectations
anticipated in the 
poetic heart 
Havisham delivered
all and more for love, 
a separate unseen thief, 
tore the others’ worlds apart

webs like ectoplasm
from underneath a...

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"The Crow Bar"

she said,
here I bury my dead,
you can hear them sleeping
somnulent forget-me-nots,
snoring blithely unaware,
in neat rows between 
the thick,
ink injected lines,
their soiled lives
ploughed and...

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“I’ll tell you one about the Big Red Dog
He’s big and clumsy but you love him despite this
Well, kids, Clifford's big bones just turned six!
but...

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dollars dance ...

in the eyes of angels
plates at the ends of pews
passed strategically in tempo
to burnish words
(even more strategic)
pretty sheep
buttered and wagging
like the smooth tongue...

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It's 2022 and inflation is too high
everything too expensive to even buy
Christmas is nearing and Santa took a hike
But cheer up and smile with woke...

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You Can Lead a Republican to our Constitution
(But You Can’t Make Him Think)



Though fools claim love for Constitution, ‘Founders’ floundered on its beach.
“One man! One...

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Brazil, Brazil...
     It's no only Pele, coffee,
     or wonder beans...
     It's not true...

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Nawty There
How can I address you properly?
You can't take off my dress
You nawty child
You've gotten her pregnant!
Get out of this house now
He was pulling one...

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I'm senile, demented, a has been, a dud,
At least that's the story, the Republican fad,
Yet little they know in their haste to throw dirt,
That they're...

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Hush!
Discreetly they be. Clandestine
Journeying a void voyage,
Made for each other
Madly in love.

Might be
A pin drops silently
Mind is a culprit.

Yesterday slumbers on a bed of thorns.

Hush!
Sweaters...

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a lullaby to a famished child is as putting a dead baby to sleep  ...

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White wings with gray attire, a fallen angel
But not, that is Muse of beauty with ruby cheeks
And melancholic tone, repenting her existence. 

I have listened...

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What you say to a cat what a cat thinks

I want to lick everything you look at everything there’s nothing over there for you that’s...

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