Short Cholera Poems
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His head is a pond
filled with dirty water
every year in dry season
when clean water is scarce
and his is the only source
those thirsty drink it
causing cholera outbreak
There's cheese in my chair!
Shore hope I don't catch cholera... sheet!
My child will succumb to the bully
If I can't cook his egg yolks green.
Forgive my panic, but this is a BIG deal!
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Written by Nancy Jones on the eve of the 13th of August
For Sydney's contest
no inspiration
winter is a lie
a thousand sayings
the damned rise and speak
fortunes and sex
fame and disease
cholera of the mouth
choking pleas
too much thought is burning down
golden paradise
in a book is gone
tv died in the 70’s
a silver bullet
a microchip
lost on the moon
landed in the broadcast
When you eat chicken,you get chicken-pox.
When you play polo, you catch polio.
When you color,you catch cholera.
When you descend on people you catch dysentry.
When you like harvesting potato tubers you catch tuberculosis.
When you steal answer you catch cancer.
When you don't like people you catch Aids.
When you eat from a dish in a cafeteria you catch diphteria.
If you continue to tie your headtie you'll get typhoid.
The basic characteristic of hate
It's the power of corrosion.
Inside us,
Cups and more cups contain it:
Poisonous liquid flows through a pipe
No special storage conditions.
The inner manipulation of fury
It helps us to promote the harmony of cholera in our organism.
It is a weapon that requires instructions.
But we don't need a manual that teaches us to hate,
usually our victims walk away scared,
for we give warnings with our own eyes.
people go to war to experience peace
pretty simple and straight to
defend themselves
prepare for it, why do they worry, it beats
me then ,without war there is no peace
some gets killed true but it is
for your land
they say you are a patriotic hero mind
you we die even other wise end
in a crash with cholera
cholesterol bind
our arteries make them sick bound
confined to bed in a home
paralysed
correct me whats the big deal
war is on they are
crying
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