Short Derogate Poems
Short Derogate Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Derogate by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Derogate by length and keyword.
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84 people dead,
No regret said,
More critical, holding on,
Somebody’s partner, someone’s son.
France stands for liberty,
Which was wrought on Bastille Day,
When the people overturned,
The government who learned.
Don’t let religion in,
Pure democracy’s win,
Grit your teeth and hold on
To derogate ISIS and religion....
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Categories:
derogate, celebration, death, health, history, political, religion, war,
Form:
Heroic Couplet
Childish Things
When I was a child I lacked so many things
And I thought growing up would remedy them
That love would come on sweet angel wings
And I suddenly rich would rule a great realm
But must of all that I would not walk barefoot
Or drink again that milk-less tea of insipid bush
There would be a safe place my dreams to put
And mother would not derogate the skin of Cush....
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Categories:
derogate, childhood,
Form:
Rhyme
Demagoguery
You've reached the pinnacle of fame
where double-speak's the daily game,
so many words, so little meaning,
popinjay, so skilled at preening.
Posing for a photo-op,
your perfect hair a puissant crop,
your perfect smile a sickly stare
which fools the foolish everywhere.
Demagoguery designed
to derogate the keener mind,
a smile will hide what lurks behind
the gross deceptions of your kind....
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Categories:
derogate, political,
Form:
Quatrain
Demagoguery
You've reached the pinnacle of fame
where double-speak's the daily game,
so many words, so little meaning,
popinjay, so skilled at preening.
Posing for a photo-op,
your perfect hair a puissant crop,
your perfect smile a sickly stare
which fools the foolish everywhere.
Demagoguery designed
to derogate the keener mind,
a smile will hide what lurks behind
the gross deceptions of your kind....
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Categories:
derogate, political,
Form:
Verse
Popinjay
You've reached the pinnacle of fame
where double-speak's a daily game,
so many words, so little meaning,
popinjay, so skilled at preening.
Posing for a photo-op
your perfect hair a puissant crop,
your perfect smile, a frozen glare
which fools the foolish everywhere.
Demagoguery's designed
to derogate the keener mind,
a smile will hide what lies behind
to mark the downfall of your kind....
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Categories:
derogate, rude,
Form:
Quatrain
E Pluribus Unum
...inspired by 'To The President-Elect' by Joseph Brodsky
You've reached the pinnacle of fame
where double-speak's a daily game,
so many words, so little meaning,
popinjay, so skilled at preening.
Posing for a photo-op
your perfect hair a puissant crop,
your perfect smile, a frozen glare
which fools the foolish everywhere.
Demagoguery designed
to derogate the keener mind,
a smile may hide what lies behind
but mark the downfall of your kind....
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Categories:
derogate, political,
Form:
Quatrain
E Pluribus Unum
...inspired by 'To The President-Elect' by Joseph Brodsky
You've reached the pinnacle of fame
where double-speak's the daily game,
so many words, so little meaning,
popinjay, so skilled at preening.
Posing for a photo-op
your perfect hair a puissant crop,
your perfect smile, a frozen glare
which fools the foolish everywhere.
Demagoguery designed
to derogate the keener mind,
a bush will hide what lies behind
and mark the downfall of your kind....
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Categories:
derogate, history
Form:
Quatrain
E Pluribus Unum
...inspired by 'To The President-Elect' by Joseph Brodsky
You've reached the pinnacle of fame
where double-speak's a daily game,
so many words, so little meaning,
popinjay, so skilled at preening.
Posing for a photo-op
your perfect hair a puissant crop,
your perfect smile, a frozen glare
which fools the foolish everywhere.
Demagoguery designed
to derogate the keener mind,
a smile may hide what lies behind
but mark the downfall of your kind....
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Categories:
derogate, tribute, writing,
Form:
Verse
E Pluribus Unum
...inspired by 'To The President-Elect' by Joseph Brodsky
You've reached the pinnacle of fame
where double-speak's a daily game,
so many words, so little meaning,
popinjay, so skilled at preening.
Posing for a photo-op
your perfect hair a puissant crop,
your perfect smile, a frozen glare
which fools the foolish everywhere.
Demagoguery designed
to derogate the keener mind,
a smile may hide what lies behind
and mark the downfall of your kind....
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Categories:
derogate, political,
Form:
Quatrain