Short Dullards Poems

Dangerously and dramatic, delightful diamond-clad damsels from Delaware
deviously dazzled dashing dapper dweebs from Des Moines.
Deliberate dallying drained the dullards of their discerning dendrites.
Deeming them deliriously and dubiously devoted....

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Please pontificate a little louder
I can already tell what dullards you think we are the child said.
Pleased, the puffed up politician began barking even more loudly.
Louder! The child yelled. LOUDER!
His voice went us six octaves.
Obviously a non-reader, another child said
We hillbillies laughed....

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Moist cocoon, most horrid home
What are these paintings for?
To fill, with glee, a shutters frame?
Or anchor awkward eye?
Those thick black strokes, do they pull upon,
All oceans breaking bread?
Or map out planets, which swivel around
A strolling dullards head?

Infra dig, moist cocoon
I’m burning down this dream
Mongo rides in the silent numbers
Reporters shake with mean
Infra dig, moist cocoon
Tearing postal seem
How we start, is how we end
The distal draft, redeem...

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