Satirical Poems - Poems about Satirical

"Welcome to the playground" 'Ring around the roses. Ring around the roses. Ring around the roses. Ring around the roses.' Jack the ripper, he slept with a whore, and became deadly ill While his soulmate Jill became suicidal dependent on the Prozac pill. Mother Goose lost all four of her children it was easy to ignore. She was...

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This rhyme may seem strange but each word's truly equal Now Beetle's tale's done no need for a sequel. They'd chat by the teazel of matters so lethal Of sequels and prequels and justice so penal. In fields green and fetal past signs with a decal He'd meet Sheetal the Beadle who spoke of things fecal. With eyes prehensile he'd spot...

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Satirical Journal Entry #1 Attempting Suicide: Just The Beginning! If I killed myself today would anyone notice? Would anyone be at my funeral? If so, would they come just ot give themselves peace(piece) of mind over all the things they took from me? I guess better late than never! Hmmm.......... A corpse could always use a loan or a shoulder to cry...

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SATIRICAL: SATIRIZED EUPHONY Hissed her path to say No As amulet dangled on her' dandled Tis so sweet to trail the forlorn As no help came to a hearty hut On the rafter was a treasure kept To a loned little hut in heart of jungle Whose roof raised and dimpled the raffia Oh the taste of thy loin in abject senescence...

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Just Another Average Christmas Just another average Christmas, not especially good nor bad, When everyone says dinner was the best they’ve ever had. When Mother works her fingers off with no respite nor leisure, But keeps her best face forward and pretends it’s all a pleasure. Just another average Christmas, when kids reject their presents, When parents wonder why they tolerate...

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Last Christmas was not the best ever Despite mother’s earnest endeavour The food was all rotten The gifts misbegotten It was no kind of fun whatsoever! 28 November 2022...

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Oh, the gullible women threw themselves at his intellectual poetry and prose. To him, ah, he was as delightful as the scent of a fragrant spring rose. To their delicate dismay, they found him to be a fraud and a sneak! Inside, his forest green cape, they gasped! Beware: HRM Prince Control Freak! He was spreading evil talk amongst the princesses, Causing...

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It's my body, and I'll cry if I want to! Lie if I want to! Die if I want to! You might die too if I come near you. No vaccine pricks my skin. Absolute is my right to randomly infect another, yes, randomly kill if necessary to preserve my freedom! My entitlement! Like your neighborly sprinkler system I shower you each time...

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Same Tune Different Lyrics...

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Here lies a watchmaker He’s met an untimely end. The hands of time took their toll, Though his achievements were quite minute, He was first to spring at any challenge, and in his final hour; he prayed for god to watch over him....

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Watching the festering global sores of mankind This propaganda called news, has on rewind Images are shown for their shock value Then compromise the effect with their marginal views Atrocities are shown, religious zealots leak out But the story's one sided, free thinkers have doubts Political pundits push, independence for all Third world economies propped up from the fall Global warming is real,...

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Well, it's back to the sillies I go This serious stuff is hurting my brain If you notice I'm being serious again Admonish me, must be totally insane Must maintain my “silly” status Or I'll totally fade away from the scene “D'ya hear bout a guy who walked into a bar” Sorry! Well you know what I mean My humour's more of a...

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" Dear wife, why don't you embrace the wind of changes by being ablaze? " the disillusioned husband inquired... " A lot more affection is required! " You patiently bore my off-spring with continuous glee, when constant fortune was the source of fortitude in me, you knew how to satisfy every desire, every need of mine... have you withdrawn the generosity of...

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all you serious, and formally trained poets, please excuse my satire, but a guy born in Brooklyn NY, (me)- really gets a kick out of this somewhat pretentious classification system for something, to me, is as simple as merely conveying a thought, emotion, idea, image, etc. If it ain't natural, it ain"t real....

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