Short Lowlife Poems

I like to keep a low profile and a lowlife profile....

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I prison my life
Do nothing for sunny up
Living home, lowlife....

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runaway orphan
gang of lowlife pickpockets
Charles Dickens classic...

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Stated quite simply, "  I would rather be a lowlife than a no life!!!!...

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some people think, including quite a few ladies, that I am a seedy lowlife. I consider myself a classy and cultured guy. there is no real difference anyway. let's face it....

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Cal Call was a lowlife nicknamed Big Mac
he was obese and partook from a sack.
He gobbled up French fries
and with no surprise
died, alas, from a supersized heart attack....

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Does “childish” come to mind when discussing politics
Did you say no??? You must be living in the sticks
Without the Internet or TV
Haven't heard about these geeks?
Totally boggle my mind, these lowlife backcountry hicks...

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1.  To think and feel and live like a lowlife or a criminal in many ways is the only thing that gives one humanity and maybe the only thing that will save humanity (to a large extent).    2.   To those who despair:   Life is too short to make it too short....

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To many, a weak country
To some, a lowlife convo
I weep for thoughts of humanity
It's so shameful that nobody knows

She is black and beautiful
She is strong and lovable
A mixture of nature and life
Her flag tells it all: Green and White

She is Nigeria!...

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Trump went to church to prey today
The Collection Plate passed his way
Quick as an elf
He helped himself
"Only a fool gives cash away!"

So many people sit and grouse
Our POTUS is a lowlife louse
Let Trump emote!
Get out and vote!
"Trump goes potty at The White House!"...

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On holiday whilst in South Zante
My uncle is caught ‘in flagrante’
Found in the jacuzzi
With fat floozie Susie
He’s no chance of coitus with aunty!
 
Aunt Bertha's quite livid with Mel
She kicked him out of their hotel
The lowlife, the fool
Now sleeps by the pool
Aunt certainly made his life hell!
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The world will not change for the better until the so called lowlife is listened to and respected just as much as anyone else. It also also seems that the contemporary Westerner, not excluding any gender, is too rigid and too frigid. No if, ands, and definitely, no butts about it. this means you too ladies. I'm all for human rights and women's rights but not for petty little human fights. That's all!...

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The news that Trump is Twitter-free
Is wonderful for you and me
For now we’ll never have to hear
The lies that daily would appear.

The put-downs, insults, lowlife rants
Will not, from now on, have a chance
To hurt or damage someone’s name
Or set his followers aflame.

They say that karma is the glitch
You can't avoid, so it is rich
To know the muzzle’s permanent – 
Those missing tweets we won’t lament....

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Nihilist
Nihilist say we are here for no reason,
say logic in fact has no chance,
But we are born every season,
to lowlife and better half dance,
no memory of why do we suffer?
No recall of love in the mist,
hanged like the odd Cattle Duffer,
the burn on me neck do insist,
ironic we lack some good reason,
door shut in the well of the mind,
i'm here for what bloody reason,
the past of the path don't unwind?
Don Johnson...

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This New Age love means,
Finding small streets,
To delight in the misery,
Of the night,
To be remembered,
Only by the love-bites.

When the sun hits,
Those moments are worth nothing.
Channeling party girls,
I look for a pretty face,
Looking to forget you,
Lying to myself.

A lowlife,
I cannot be left alone. 
Putting on a strawberry scent,
To allure them all,
Shining like gold,
In the neon lights of another bar.

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Dear I Left Flowers


My dear we were once madly in love, I thought

Then why didn't we both tie the knot

To think of the dreams you tear

The love that you fear

We matched well

Dear

All was swell

My car was in gear

But you walked far than near

You left for that lowlife all for naught

My dear we were once madly in love, I thought


1/18/23

Writing Challenge - Andaree Form - Poetry Contest

Sponsor-Constance La France

2nd...

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A parrot named Cuca was grabbed by a thief;
The owner was very dejected.
When he was recovered, it was a relief;
A birdnapping creep was suspected.

For Cuca was trained and he knew how to speak;
Each morning he gave a reminder
To take all her meds, for her pressure was weak.
As a help, he was really behind her.

To kidnap a pet is both lowlife and mean,
For a pet’s the best friend you can find;
But I hope that that bird, without getting obscene,
Gave that thief quite a piece of his mind!...

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