Short Interrogating Poems

An intruder murdered the dark while it slept.
Dark green blood,
and nightshade shadows there were.

Moonlight crept through cold glass,
stealthily pilfered thoughts and dreams,
then it left, leaving a late dying shade.

Moments later,
an interrogating ray of sunlight
raised a dawn alarm.
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Immigration discrimination “go back to where you came from” I hear him shout “go home” “ get out”. 

I wear my colour everyday I’m proud of who I am. I was born this way.

Brexit Exit what a loud of bull. British born and bread white, black, brown and green. stop the hating airport interrogating. 

I wear my colour everyday I was born this way. That I am proud to say....

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(This poem is based on the Mad TV character.)

I'm interrogating Miss Swan.
My patience is nearly gone.
I ask her to describe a crook but I don't think she can.
The ignorant ____ keeps saying he looka like a man.
She's starting to flirt with me, I think she wants me to bang her.
But she keeps repeating herself and it fills me with anger.
If she says he looka like a man just once more, I'll shoot my head.
I can't stand being around this crazy ____, I'd much rather be dead....

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