Short Back End Poems

That's like saying the foul aroma
Could possibly put your brain in a coma
Disintegrate your socks
Near the back end of an ox
May even give you a case of glaucoma...

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Ten outta nine people are men
The kind that start wars with nations they offend
A charming lot
With stinky socks
Rest ain't too pleasant especially their back end...

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Poor kid on my block by the name of Harley
  Every day he ate bean soup with barley
     He'd poop 'til he bled
     The kid was half-dead
  No wonder his back end was all gnarly...

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Imagine being in a kids play wearing a uniform
You were elected to be the back end of a unicorn
Really could only hope
Front guy uses Soap-On-A-Rope 
Up close and personal with buggies that swarm...

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Imagine being in a kids play wearing a uniform
You were elected to be the back end of a unicorn
Really could only hope
Front guy uses Soap-On-A-Rope 
Up close and personal with buggies that swarm...

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What really attracts most women to men
Does the size of their biceps make ladies yen
Methinks not, that ain't it
A little boy image is always a hit
So start wearing a diaper with a loaded back end...

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Imagine being in a kid's play wearing a uniform
You were elected to be the back end of a unicorn
Really could only hope
Front guy uses Soap-On-A-Rope 
Up close and personal with buggies that swarm...

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What really attracts most women to men
Does the size of their biceps make ladies yen
Methinks not, that ain't it
A little boy image is always a hit
So start wearing a diaper with a loaded back end...

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Sometimes we all take life to extremes I'd say
One's enthusiasm if not careful can lead to unpleasantness each day
Upside down on the back end of a horse
Landing on one's beano with force of course
Causing groaning and puking leaving brains in disarray...

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The beastly beast of Fectorath
The foulest thing you’ve met
It’s ugly as a bulls back end
And have you smelled it yet

The stench is just, quite awful
It smells like something’s dead
And little do you realise
It’s hiding in your bed!







Honourable Mention in
"Anything Goes Again"...

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When a pipe is all the light in the world
Brotha say he love you and he touch another girl
New York sucka hug you and he pick pocket cheese
Freeze give me every thing you value or I'll ease your pain
Sista beggin put a bullet in my brain
Took aspirin for the taxin and I'm out of nickel
bags again
All the players value is the back end
Pop a sista lock a sista throw her in the deep end...

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Here at the back-end of March
here at the epi-center of normal
daffodils death-dance in the snow and sleet,
squirrels return to dray's
seeking shelter from the unpredictable,
this helter-skelter weather.
Tomorrow we may simmer
in winter warmers
the sun flirt with rays of Spring fire,
but not until sheep and lions
give birth to roaring lambs,
will our doormats transition
to round-the-clock muddy welcomes....

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I studied to be an actor

And after graduating

Auditioned for everything

Yet couldn't even land a bit part

But as of yesterday

I am officially the back end

Of Donkey ass in a local production

Of Shrek doth Shakespeare

I guess this what they mean
when they say starting at the bottom

Or maybe this is sign that i have chosen the wrong career path

And that my vocation is not rooted
in the arts...

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The morning sun 
beams through the front windshield 
like an intruder: 
brash and unwelcome, forcing you to wake. 

Whiskey eyed, smelling like an ashtray, 
parked at the back end 
of some ghetto ass neighborhood 
wondering what the hell you did the night before. 

It's like trying to remember words 
you haven’t written yet. 

One thing is for certain: 
a little bit of rope goes a long way, 
but a lot of rope 
will hang you....

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I imagine you 
always, for the first time 
burgeoning like an  
arum lily 

Some exotic flower 
falling off the back-end 
of a truck, floating 
with the breeze 
into my hands 

I imagine you 
as I do, in certain dreams 
statuesque in your movements, 
so float towards me 
as a dream, 

I am a non-existent entity 
propelled by your perfume 
and midnight gardens light 

When I imagine you 
eternally, in the mirror 
of my eyes....

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I find it bemusing;
The sentiments some are choosing;
The language they are using;

When communicating their dissatisfaction,
With opposing political factions,
Whose personal appeal they find lacking.

So, I ask this my friends!
Examine what you say and pen.

Would you like this said of you?
Does it matter YOU believe it’s due?
Others may think you’re the back end of a mule.
I guess the question we all might use;
Does it fulfill the Golden Rule?...

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Walking threw the mist of the night,
on the path that lead deep into the forest, in absence of sound;
from one whom was bought, no body shell be found,
of those who might be lost, homeward bound,
as we raven through this hollow ground.

Cross sentences that are incomplete, fractions that make you weak,
threw words that you learned so well, life is a living hell,
don't front and pull back, end of line, number check,
in the story and on track, blank page,
ink intact....

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Once again loves knocking at my 
door
Its been forever and a week
And dont know what for

Her feelings
 for me abcent for so every long
Now she wants back in
Once i found out her wrong

My mind says no but my heart ache 
mends
With her suductive love postion 
I let her back end

This maybe be a frequent pain.
With never an end in sight
She knows its her own game
And itll be alright
No love lost,
heart pains gained
Its just enough 
To make me insane...

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in times I've rested,
laid on the floor,
not getting up,
or answering the door,
in places I have nested,
a hedge or highway,
bled and thrown up,
friends don't call, no way,
in jail, unconscious,
I wake up in hell,
burning all the bridges,
in hospital, I fell,
in rehab, i'm broken,
my mind is not my own,
shiver and shake,
no sleep, want to go home,
panic strikes, step back, end game,
paranoia puts up walls in your way,
maybe tomorrow I wont feel the same,
maybe tomorrow I wont be the same.......

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