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are the spice of life?
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hmmm... something tells me I've botched the cliche
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peace
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I once tried hopscotch in reverse,
Backwards it went from bad to worse.
My hop was scotched,
My stone was botched,
I fell head over heels adverse!
more than blood spurts from open wounds ~ botched diy hacks fetus from womb
# non judgmental #
By
David Kavanagh
Anna the bandit and shady jane
set out to rob a railroad train.
So, they went for the gold.
Then botched the escape.
In for ten, no parole,
Makin license plates.
Feeble Trump called out Joe Biden
He’s messed up and always hidin'
Who botched Pacific
Is not terrific
And his approval’s now slidin'!
mistake was worst than a bungle or blunder or ****
totally botched, mishandled and mismanaged
auto mechanics excuses put dad in a funky huff
his Ford was in worst shape now, totally damaged
Trump Did Have Difficult Time
Trump did have a horrible time reading;
His brains botched up and hair receding;
Lost cause,
Fingers knaws;
Raving and up river again us was leading.
Jim Horn
Samantha can take blue jeans and turn them into a work of art.
I can try to do the same thing, and it looks botched, not at all smart.
She had on jeans today with lace inserts that were darling and cute.
If I tried it, mine would be a disaster. People would make fun and hoot.
Frail and pale, oh! Can't you tell
That I have suffered a botched romance?
With open Heart, invited Hell
Though I assumed a fighting stance
But thus I learned, though I was burned,
(Always I succumb to fascination)
Perspectives glib, my Mind- a sieve!
I mistook Love for Infatuation
There was a king of Plugglup
His queen was not so grown-up
She in a hurry
Botched up the curry
And showed her broiled bottom up.
OUTLANDISH
Water
waning over
vacant pages of
an outlandish
mind
Tide
stalling in time
bending frayed
layers of split
rhyme
Hide
shrinking behind
an Infamous
botched up self
crime
Land
shifts sifting
toward trails of
an outlandish
mind
© Kim van Breda—9 December 2015
you panted for air as panic pained
as the young life in you drained
a ghastly gagged youthful life
strangled dictum…
and relatives chocked with grief
as friends shocked with disbelief
seeing your destiny you would not reach
strangled dictum…
a budding jasmine brutally butchered
a blameless young life beastly botched
a blossoming rose harshly hacked
strangled dictum….
Putins botched invasion is going south
I think NATO should give him a way out
Chocolates stuffed with TNT
And then set off remotely
As he stuffs them in his fat evil mouth...
Be music to our ears to hear him scream
But sometimes in life things aren't what they seem
I came to with loud beeping
Was woken from my sleeping
And sadly it turned out to be a dream...
Written on 10th December 2022
I believe...
I see...
I think...
I feel...
Therefore I am. I am. I am.
Flesh & blood. Bone & hair.
My words aren't mixing, aren't rhyming, aren't anything.
Failed attempts to s-p-e-a-k.
Each letter is blotchy & black.
My mouth is filled with Rorschach tests.
Can you find the hidden meaning? Do you see a giraffe or brains blown against
the wall?
"I thought I knew", she said with a faint smile.
"Oh honey you never knew..."
Form:
When someone doesn't know you like you thought they did
All they do is act out like a kid
Truth starts to decease
Lies spread like disease
No matter how bad it gets botched
All you can do is watch
Be true and try
Don't be blue
Soon or later they were going to turn on you
Real ones never leave your side
They're there for you, not the ride
All the others can kiss your behind
All started with one person having too much pride.
Pro life chop shops
sanctity botched
chain your baby makers
inspect your baby’s crotch
laws ban
lives hang
hangers wrought and bought
the worst of how we’re natured
belts
you’re just another notch
fit in
or sin
resisting a rest
existing erased
pop up chop shops
for furl of brow and fraught
the worst of how we’re natured
belts
you’re just another notch
Composed for Emo-Music Inspired Poems
Poetry Contest by B.J. Fitz
The white light across this man made lake gives me something to watch.
As the people i thought liked me enough to be around me have the time of their lives without.
The loneliness brings me more comfort than being around a batch of judging eyes that their smiles don’t reach.
Their botched happiness is obvious to me.
As I’m about to graduate they all decide to scratch me to comfort themselves.
But I’m the one out of all of them who will truly end up happy with myself.
Ecosystems are being strained
We stand alone as the culprit
Every night when I have prayed
I wake up and see they've botched it
In less than a year from now
It will reach the Atlantic
Dolphins, crabs and the sea foul
Will die before we panic
These black tides will devour
Killing pristine mating ground
Poison our shores every hour
Shutting our blue oceans down
Finger pointing will continue
Cleanups impossible, they say
Humanity's innuendo
Is riding on the tides today