Tabloid Poems - Poems about Tabloid

Trump's Security Clearance is void And a Florida judge is annoyed She wanted to see How Trump's latest plea Shifts the blame to an FBI droid...

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I dream to wake up in a new world, A world that is balanced and healthy, A world where love, peace and togetherness thrive, A world where war is not a resolution to disputes. A world where no one is indigent. My dream is, To have my thoughts on a slate before me, To be able to shut the door to...

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You scream for my attention in the checkout aisle With tales of infidelity and sordid guile. You pique my curiosity with spicy clues. Gives me those supermarket tabloid blues. You document the glamour of the silver screen By trumpeting the rise of some new movie queen, Then interview the hooker who her husband screws, Exposing supermarket tabloid blues. You hear a scandal splash...

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Trump and Terrible Tabloid What the most we always want to avoid, Is a terrible thing that they call a tabloid; Not clever; Buy never; Wherever we have seen it do try to avoid. Jim Horn...

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========== O Monday night. Moving magazines. Aimed dead at killing an evening, my fingers target ========= These same old four buttons; >. 1, 2, 3, 4. Five’s a pipedream. Gaudy, small-minded and trapped in affected Americana. Just like whatever the hell this is. Too much smiling. ====== > Diseases. An old man’s mouldy cock. Right there, mid-screen....

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