He was a born teacher
From birth destined to be
You'd know by his phene.
In capitalist-run schools
He's taught for many years
Earning pennies for labour.
Three years a beneficiary
On stipend of N-power teach
The Program axed by corruption.
Then long a community teacher
He's rendering public service
For little pay out of community levy.
He's adept; he got more papers
Hoping for full employment
With satisfaction in the job.
He got a conversion to EdoStar
State-run, two-year probationer
On the barest wage.
On his appointment
In the civil service, he got
The news of his careerlong pursuit.
The government is youth-centric
On account of his age, maybe his status
Or affiliation, he's disqualified.
Meanwhile politikers in the council
Of politricks make millions
By the seconds chattering all day.
Categories:
slim, abuse, betrayal, career, future,
Form: Blank verse
You never know how slim you were
til how slim you used to be,
You see the pics of then and now,
of the slim you didn’t see.
We then wish, to go back in time,
and be that slim once more,
But then, was when you wished you were,
as slim as you were before.
So I decided long ago,
that slim ain’t what I need,
I need to love myself enough,
to make “eating to live“ my creed.
So love yourself right where you’re at,
The skin that you are in,
Until you do you will repeat,
the vicious cycle again.
Love you for you and only you,
not for them, those, her or him.
Only then will you be strong to see,
then be, yourself to slim!
Categories:
slim, anxiety, beautiful, care, love,
Form: Rhyme
gorillas' power long past noon
makes sun smile in the afternoon
I am swinging from limb to limb
creatures running nickname me Slim
I am the best that I have ever been
The gorilla gives me a thumbs up win
My short arms reach up for another limb
Oh no! One yells. There goes old Slim.
I fall toward my death, breaking at least one bone.
I cannot call for help, I lost my I-phone.
The gorillas snicker, and run back home.
Leaving me in a position, distorted and prone.
Categories:
slim, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Rhyme
gorillas' power long past noon
makes sun smile in the afternoon
I am swinging from limb to limb
creatures running nickname me Slim
I am the best that I have ever been
The gorilla gives me a thumbs up win
My short arms reach up for another limb
Oh no! One yells. There goes old Slim.
I fall toward my death, breaking at least one bone.
I cannot call for help, I lost my I-phone.
The gorillas snicker, and run back home.
Leaving me in a position, distorted and prone.
Categories:
slim, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Rhyme
As in the days
Took of the richter scale
As it measured the quake of waves
Through the conundrum
That I never swear,
In the light of optimism
Forgot not to mention,
The love you see
I break the take of ocean
To rip into the pieces of
Joys and sorrows
To reunite into the fabric of
The game that we gonna enter
Swear my eyes to solace in love
For the mission never ending
And close my eyes resting in the supreme
Taking the leap of faith.
Categories:
slim, love,
Form: Free verse
You can’t kill nor hurt Jim
For Angels are singing his hymn
Only risking a filling to the brim
The Fatal Cup that would your own life trim.
You can neither silence him;
I have this discussed with Athletic Kim,
Who the same thing said like Tim
And cherishes him more than a gym.
Of course, you can’t intimidate him:
Luckily, he is not at all slim
His alert eyes shiny, not dim
And can see through a whim …
They had all these tried cleverly,
Enemies’ ditching attacks heavily
But what in the end happened?
Doors of progress still opened!
Categories:
slim, character, image, integrity, violence,
Form: Rhyme
The devil wears slim fit suits
Parading his perilous muscular body whose shape leads to a man's daughter's demise.
The devil wears pointy & shiny Raniera shoes, walking around posing a floppy step like a model, drawing attention from the female gaze in the neighbourhood !
The devil rocks permed hair, whose fancy waves present a false sophistication that breeds vile thoughts on a nun's biblical mind!
The devil wears sparkling studs on his ears, fancy jewellery all over his body lighting up ungodly desires in a maiden's little mind, till she loses herself!
So the next time you see him adorned in designer, Babie Gal, run for your life, flee like the harmattan for his spring leads all and sundry to a diabolically painful end.
Categories:
slim, 12th grade,
Form: Free verse
There once a guy whose name was slim Jim
He had a best friend called little Tim
Two peas in a pod
Slim owned a hot rod
He wasn’t thin; hadn’t stepped foot in a gym
Alexis Y.
05/10/2021
Categories:
slim, humor,
Form: Limerick
RIGHT HERE RIGHT NOW
Take your WEAPON OF CHOICE
SHO NUFF
GANGSTER
your TRIPPING
Your PRETTY FACE
IT JUST WON'T DO
CAN YOU FEEL IT
THIS IS SICK
DON'T FORGET YOUR TEETH
DARE you DROP THE HATE
DON'T YOU AGREE ?
BLOOD SPLASHING
NEVER SO BIG
LIGHTS OUT
PUSH AND SHOVE
this PSYCHOPATH
No more CONVERSATIONS
No more CRAZY TALK
YOU'LL BE TAKEN CARE OF
LIGHTS OUT a LONG TIME
You are just THE JOKER
While i am the BIRD OF PREY
Categories:
slim, poetry,
Form: Free verse
There wuz once an ol' cowpuncher named Slim
Who attempted bull-ridin' on a whim
Throwed in a heap of manure
'Twuz more'n he could endure
Thus ceased a bull-ridin' future fer him
Categories:
slim, humorous,
Form: Limerick
A lady who longed to be slim
Spent all her spare time at the gym.
But hard as she tried
Her girth remained wide
So now she just eats to the brim.
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Categories:
slim, humor,
Form: Limerick
SHOW ME THE MONEY
Where my Paper at ?
Where my Dollar's at ?
Where's my Bling ?
Where is my Pimped Ride ?
Where are my Hoes at ?
Why am i not Trippin ?
Where my Respect be at ?
Get Dre on the Line ?
Has Shady even returned my Dam Call ?
V.I.P next Big Ting ?
Player's be calling me out
Hollering my Name
Saying he got Game
Where my Fame at ?
Where my Gold Disk at ?
SHOW ME THE MONEY
Categories:
slim, music,
Form: Free verse
Luck thin ~
You win!
26.09.19
Brian Strand - F F I series 10 footle
Categories:
slim, word play,
Form: Footle
Once there was a man called Rumpelstiltskin
Whose diet was slim so he was quite thin
Then one sad day
His legs gave way
He lost his stilts and became rumpled skin.
Categories:
slim, fantasy, humorous, poetry,
Form: Limerick
Mr. Charles Dickens'
Plots always thickened
Categories:
slim, literature,
Form: Clerihew
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