Short Impersonation Poems

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Premium Member Spicy Diet

The Tex-Mex festival was bountiful
But it scratched my innards, much like steel wool

     When the cramps began
     Oh, how fast I ran

My impersonation of Old Faithful
Form: Limerick


Premium Member bunny disguised as a crow

If I was a crow, I would get more respect the bunny said.
He used his creativity, imagination, and his marvelous head.
Put together a beak and wore it around for a week.
But could not caw, so his impersonation was weak.
Form: Rhyme

Today

Status of impersonation is changed;
Have made a prayerful personality out from a slave,
Now given up on weed smoking, 
Every soul is testifying about the love he's showing, 
Zealously singing and playing xylophone to broken hearts, 
He's no more perishing, 
Yes,that person is a new being.
Today is really ruling as king.

Sodium Pentobarbital

It's like going to a hardware store and buying a nail gun, which is for construction, but then you turn around and use it to kill someone. This is an impersonation of the practice of medicine.
Rapid coma, respiratory depression, hypotension,
Bradycardia, hypothermia, asystole and death.
Note.nehar, darya, jungle, picnic, inj, game..
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3:00am

The doors to the streets are closed.
the sound of grinding has faded away

A metal worker in his shop
has stopped the clanging cymbal
of hammer beating down on tin.

both are asleep,
set aside for early light.

     3:00AM
      all tap, tap, tapping
           gone silent.

A slight breeze
kicks up dust
from against a curb.

A rat races off to hide

And night time does it's death impersonation.


Impersonation

You should have asked me.
Why was it not important- 
to take a life, for saving 
one other life ?

I say, what did you give 
me after the coronation ?
Some sinuous questions ?
Or splayed my heart open ?

The crowd was always absurd.
You were latched onto the-
bronzed face of a naïve hero, 
who wants the ants to drag an elephant. 

The bone ossification proves 
that you were still a juvenile.
St. Anthony’s Fire ? You want to 
embrace the death now ?


Satish Verma
Form: ABC

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