Short Untested Poems

United Kingdom
running behind in the tall grass
like a mongoose slithering for a cobra
The untested came into the care homes
No mind
we've battered down the hatches
We should be normal
Back to normal soon...

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The lady robot doesn’t take
Her birth controlling pill,
She knows it could be one mistake…
Untested drugs can kill.

She doesn’t want a deformed child,
With gears and wheels all out of place,
Or with three metal mouths that smiled
Upon its baby face....

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The lady robot doesn’t take
Her birth controlling pill,
She knows it could be one mistake…
Untested drugs can kill.

She doesn’t want a deformed child,
With gears and wheels all out of place,
Or with three metal mouths that smiled
Upon its baby face....

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The lady robot doesn’t take
Her birth controlling pill,
She knows it could be one mistake…
Untested drugs can kill.

She doesn’t want a deformed child,
With gears and wheels all out of place,
Or with three metal mouths that smiled
Upon its baby face....

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Requirements
customer-driven, tested
satisfying, verifying, validating
deliveries, happy management, follow-ons, happy customers
improving, optimizing, delaying
developer-driven, untested
features


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yeah, so this is pretty poor, imho. gonna have to do better!...

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Tithing untested talents to tyrants;
Heaving hearts and minds in Humpty dumpsters
With vibrant energy and emotional overload,
As sensible as armadillos playing on a road,
To forge a Nirvana from breathless life.

Maunder not over permanent silence:
So, what are a few children, more or less?
Let not debate impede virtue’s progress:
Free speech is Utopia's enema!...

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Calling all cars! Calling all cars! Be
On the look out for the invisible, the untested.
Resume suspicion of all surfaces.
Our hands like precious china.
Nevermind the irony,
Act vigilant, cautious, enclosed.
Verify the whereabouts of your fingers.
Interrogate your face.
Render all humans and objects a possible threat.
Underestimation will nationally behoove us.
Stay safe....

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The novelty of it all
A mutant virus here
The medics they call
Hoping to stem the fear

A mutant virus here
Epidemiologists ponder
Treatment is so dear
In hospitals here or yonder

Epidemiologists ponder
Wave after wave of spikes
More fear in countries yonder
Elites here, in worry say, "Crikes"

Wave after wave of spikes
Cases and positive tests
Untested vaccines become our likes
In them all our hope rests...

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To turn my soul a feet untested unless by god who gives no guesses. 
To turn my soul From black to white but other colors would be alright like 
gold or silver, red or blue, or the colors of the English rose a scarlet
Blaze of lovers cloves.  
To turn my soul to to ungrateful passion a worse fate then any once told to truth of all i
rather be bold.
To turn my soul would be a crime for only god can cast this shepherds mind....

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The dawning of an untested day
forthwith descends into view
Afflicted dreams all night
belonging only to you

Your soft responsive sass
and the experience of your velvety skin
The manner in which we finish 
and the avenue we begin

I love your dulcet allude
and how you caress
Your erotic homecoming
and the way you undress

I get lost in your eyes
never wanting to go
You're the woman of my dreams
and my love for you grows...

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Willows whisper gratitude, 
drooping branches sway, 
they augur summers of serenity 
and winters of decay.

Images of grace, gently shivering 
in rains of sweet intent, 
they burgeon like a testament 
fulfilled and immanent.

Softly ornamenting 
with their sprawls of elegance, 
they pose like seasoned lovers 
who have earned their permanence.

Sprightly dancing limbs of fancy, 
mighty yet demure, 
they signify endurance 
for those untested and unsure....

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Unsettled conversation 
in a backyard
filled with untested solutions 

On the surface,
he extinguishes the only guiding light they had to share 
Now he faces them, headstrong 
“Fear not my only children
mistreated souls will always venture on” 

In a backyard 
filled with untested solutions 
holds an unsettled conversation, 
lacking mediation 

Forgive me father, 
how could I rise to occasion 
without a compass in my hand,
begging for exploration?
...

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Willows whisper gratitude, 
drooping branches sway, 
they augur summers of serenity 
and winters of decay.

Images of grace, gently shivering 
in rains of sweet intent, 
they burgeon like a testament 
fulfilled and immanent.

Softly ornamenting 
with their sprawls of elegance, 
they pose like seasoned lovers 
who have earned their permanence.

Sprightly dancing limbs of fancy, 
mighty yet demure, 
they signify endurance 
for those untested and unsure....

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Willows whisper gratitude, 
drooping branches sway, 
they promise summers of serenity 
and winters of decay.

Images of grace, gently shivering 
in rains of sweet intent, 
they burgeon like a testament 
fulfilled and immanent.

Softly ornamenting 
with their sprawls of elegance, 
they pose like seasoned lovers 
who have earned their permanence.

Sprightly dancing limbs of fancy, 
mighty yet demure, 
they prophesy endurance 
for those untested and unsure....

Read More

Willows whisper gratitude, 
drooping branches sway, 
they promise summers of serenity 
and winters of decay.

Images of grace, gently shivering 
in rains of sweet intent, 
they burgeon like a testament 
fulfilled and immanent.

Softly ornamenting 
with their sprawls of elegance, 
they pose like seasoned lovers 
who have earned their permanance.

Sprightly dancing limbs of fancy, 
mighty yet demure, 
they prophesy endurance 
for those untested and unsure....

Read More

Willows whisper gratitude, 
drooping branches sway, 
they promise summers of serenity 
and winters of decay.

Images of grace, gently shivering 
in rains of sweet intent, 
they burgeon like a testament 
fulfilled and immanent.

Softly ornamenting 
with their sprawls of elegance, 
they pose like seasoned lovers 
who have earned their permanence.

Sprightly dancing limbs of fancy, 
mighty yet demure, 
they prophesy endurance 
for those untested and unsure....

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In my cocoon
I am safe
Here, it is warm, dark,
Quiet.

But the darkness suffocates.
The quiet of my world
Becomes a tormenting din,
The warmth, cloying.

Untested wings beat against
The walls of my prison.
Eager to escape captivity,
Longing to let light
Pierce the murkiness.
It is time to crawl out
And feel the sun!

Boldly, my proud wings open
As I take flight and reach my potential.
A kaleidoscope of colors
Glinting against the brilliant blue sky,
I am a butterfly....

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Willows whisper gratitude, drooping branches 
sway in breezes of full plenitude; they promise 
summers of serenity and winters of decay.

Images of grace, gently shivering 
in rains of sweet intent, they burgeon 
like a testament fulfilled and immanent.

Softly ornamenting with their sprawls 
of elegance, they pose like seasoned lovers 
who have earned their permanence.

Sprightly dancing limbs of fancy, mighty 
yet demure, they prophesy endurance 
for those untested and unsure....

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