Short Mow Down Poems

The hammer rises
The sickle moves to mow down…
Ukraine Europe’s shield
The USSR reborn
Never did disintegrate.

© Harry J Horsman 2022...

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Open each chamber, assiduously
  Load each bullet, meticulously
    Center targets in sight, fastidiously
      Pull the trigger, punctiliously
        Mow down innocents, detachedly
          Grin in triumph, hideously
             Undermine freedom, inevitably...

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Either she had skipped a class,
Now in lecture halls with Glass
Or had merited The New
For The Quite Brilliant Few:
To no longer mow down grass
Mean labor prefects bypass;
What All Former mates treasure
And strictly take for pleasure
Like Ice-cream-recharged leisure!

It is an Immunity
Not in University
And that’s The Adversity,
For others she shall pity....

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My toenails are atrocious
Ugly enough to be put into a record book
Even I gag when I look over my stomach
They stick out of my sandals in irregular points
Some are as thick as a door hinge.
They are impossible to cut, of course.
I have to use a drill on them.
I mow down pedestrians all the time with these nails.
Oh, excuse me, sorry, I did not see you.
I apologize with tears in my eyes
So they do not know how hard
I am keeping my laughter inside....

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Peanuts

Lovely little orange-shaped objects. 
They fill your mouth, hard and soft. 
They taste, like nothing but sugar. 

Grandma keeps them in a jar, 
by the window. 

You are allowed one, 
if you are quiet. 
You can watch them mow down, 
and collect the hay with the big machines…
from there. 

They are the best candy,
for doing such things.
Grandma knows all the right things, 
about living a good life.
Her cookies are straight from heaven....

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