Short Fibbed Poems

Columbus despised local folk
Like Trump, he fibbed as he spoke
But truth be told
He wanted their gold
And you know that man ended up broke...

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You lie she said.
For she was not nice.
It’s the truth, he fibbed.
He did it twice.
Are we friends? She asked.
As she scooted away
Sure, he lied.  For that was his way....

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I have never run or walked away.
But now my SMILE has flown astray. 
I will have to fly and catch up with it. 
As we all know there is no limit. 
To where we all will get to go. 
Oh my god I love the snow. 
There it is I am so near. 
I fibbed i never lost it I have it here :)...

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A role is fashioned for each of us homosapiens to portray
Though what if such a role ‘twas fashioned
by a fallacious organization of fabulists
Who decode billions of renditions of one monograph
for narcissistic purpose of monetary gain?
Naked fidelity shan’t be placed upon a hollow existence
Nor should verses be fibbed
Why can’t religion be real again?...

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We burned a bunch of matches
My buddy Dane and me
Then we burned an outhouse up
The smell was way ugly!

Next we burned a little shed.
Was not me, we fibbed notoriously together.
Then we burned my sister’s clothes
Because she had worn my favorite sweater

My grandpa spanked us both hard as he could.
This is the days when neighbors would
Get together and give all the kids a licking.
He also gave us both a kicking....

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I have watched you love yourself and seen you fight
You find it difficult to fight yourself but you still try 
For the battle against oneself is usually really tight
But you remain in the ring even when death is nigh

Whoever told the tale "love is for the weak", fibbed 
You are obviously fighting for the love to keep, deep
I admire your resilience and desire your strength 
You prove that 'for love', we should go any length...

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My family is all mucked up she tells her date.
We have multiple diagnoses.
My dad is mentally deranged, a psychopath.
He has probably killed people.

My mom is a freak, she has early onset Alzheimer’s and depression.
My brother is a sociopath, and antisocial.
I am bipolar with dyslexia. 
I thought you would want to know before our third date.

We could still date, but you need to know that I am gay,
Her fast-thinking suiter fibbed....

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SOmewhere at the end of ah rainbow
SIts my pot of gold
Seems the closer I get
The more the rainbow unfolds

Somebody fibbed to me
Can the stories be untrue
It can't be! It gotta be!
I have many things to do

Somewhere at the end of the rainbow
Sits ah very big find
No need to go round looking for it
Cause it's mine mine Mine!

I want it! I need it!
Don't mean to sound cold
But somewhere at the end of ah rainbow
Sits my pot of gold!...

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