Short Gulag Poems

A drug smuggling dribbler is in a pickle
Commie Lebron is acting quite fickle
she should rot in a gulag
with this self-oppressed snob
until they choke on the hammer and sickle...

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I tiptoed near the gulag
This eve of new year.
The gulag
Gagged like a grave yard.

I stooped
And waited.

Midnight
Ungagged the gulag.
I grinned
At the gust of "hapi nu ya!"...

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I've been distributing DVDs about how 9/11 was an inside job.
Now I'm on my government's watch list as a suspected enemy combatant.
I may possibly end up in an American Gulag.
Check the lower right hand corner of your boarding pass 
whenever you happen to fly.
If you see "SSSS," 
you're also on the watch list 
and a suspected enemy combatant just like I.

http://billythekidsters-antisocialclub.ning.com/forum/topics/american-refugee...

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I'm not your tearstained dishrag. 
Will you end your suicide note with a hashtag? 
Just lock me in the metaphysical gulag. 
The real world's too much a drag 
for a fag. 

I am not digestible. 
I am a hunk of pyrite lodged in the 
jejunum of bureaucracy. 

I am a precious and coveted 
artifact hidden at the bottom 
of a recycling bin, underneath 
empty milk gallon bottles. 
Their pungent swill is a grimy 
filter for my blind beauty....

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Sunshine smile,
it Arctic enamel glows
Crescent grin tropical — 
Antarctica guile

A bright yellow corona skin
is so cold-fusion tan Chernobyl
As Dictator icy wind snow blow,
Democracy curvature bend

Creamy sweet coin promises 
of a silky, tubular tongue
Hanging from a lip bung,
monkey climbers can’t resist

Swing blade lo Banana Republic Appeal, 
it’s a Tyranny meal force fed
Gulag sweet fruit flavor med 
has a sick-o whet, ill monkeyshine feel...

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