Wannabe Poems - Poems about Wannabe

so a possum who wanted to be not a possum but a wallaby but a wallaby who wanted to be a whatever whatever he and more like an adventurer high in a hot air balloon or an astronaut off on a trip to the moon or even a rider of...

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WHAT BEGAN AS HACKING INTO MEDICAL DATA OF VETERANS MILITARY FAMILIES ORGANIZED CRIME VIDEO CRIMINAL GROUP WORKING VERY CLOSE WITH CHINA DUE.TO THE EXTREME NATURE OF AMERICANS NEED FOR SONY PRODUCTS MORTAL COMBAT OVER LAKE MICHIGAN GREATLAKES NAVAL TRAINING STATION TO BE EXACT LIKE MAFIA BOSS FRANK BALISTERI WANNABE MOB BOSS CIRO GARGANO CONTROLING FBI...

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Hypocritical in her ways, She yearns to waste her days. Morning to noon, and night again, The years flow by, unchanging, mundane. Her lies, like polished trinkets, gleam, Each with sharp edges, yet unseen. Her flaws lie open, raw and exposed, Leaving depths of cruelty still unopposed. She longs for hell, its dark embrace, Yet finds herself in virtue's space. She tries her worst, yet...

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I saw you smile, Now, I'm smiling too You say so many words. I know you don't mean all of them. When you say 'leave', I know your heart would search for mine. I don't want to be the distance that measures away from you. Just smile at me. I saw you smiling, Now, I'm smiling too. Then your face sold a different tune. I should...

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Hark, Hallow Dark my dear pal, Titans Mars rally Martian stars, tag team game Play--Card Black, Naturals -- rare place reason, Blackguard quandary, battlescarred, halt? Pass? Have cigars? Smart-aleck, hmm! facial--compact, boxcars, ugh! gawdawful. Beauty Triathalon, He'll be back straightaway, mayhaps papers? Your facial pasted atop Front page! Bazaars trains, sidecars, racecars, famous! Alas, Shawn,...

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I (Samson wannabe) feel aghast at latest turn of events regarding Gaza Omnipresent grief and horror abounds toward ceaseless killing fields impossible mission for me to summon forth fading magic powers since Delilah imposter hashtagged, (and subsequently outed) as a mortal (know your) enemy, - nevertheless became the love of my life - (sent by complicit Philistine officials to entice me) nearly found yours truly inveigled,...

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YOU CLAIM TO BE ACE ROTHSTEIN A BOSS COMMITING HIEST ON DISABLED ELDERLY PERSONS BREAKING INTO MOBLE HOME GOLF CARTS AND MEDICATION BOXES RETRIEVING ANTIDEPRESSANTS HIGH BLOOD PRESSURE MEDICINES HEART MEDICINES AND VIAGRA PUSHING THESE MEDICATIONS TO DEGENERANT GAMBLERS RETIRED HITMEN BULLIES OH YES INDEED I REMEMBER YOU FRONT PAGE NEWS NORTH CHICAGOAN OTHER LIFE CIRO...

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Harold the Hugh Hefner wannabe carrot top... spry buck analogous to energizing bunny jump/kickstarted procreation ruckus. Home on the range cacophony quite absurd PlayBoy Bunny herd and felt ingratiatingly inured, nevertheless colony or nest of doe eyed demoiselles stewed over their kit and caboodle being cannibalized gourmet chef “coney” or “lapin” delicacy the magic word. Ruled his hare'm nsync with trumpeting...

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Flim Flam the hero man sold his story and away he ran From Hanoi to DC before swamps could be drained karma would catch him and rot out his brain But the damage was done in the Great Halls of power as his bombs of war the whole world did scour So what is now left when the hero has faded same as it was a nation all jaded Clamoring...

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Well, I’ve lived in this Montana country guess it's been pert near fourteen years I call myself a cowboy though I ain't punched no cows or branded no steers Ain't broke me no fiery eyed wild stallion Or pushed cattle across open land Never fended off a mountain lion nor killed a grizz with my bare hands I ain't wrangled...

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In the city of Chicago There are born Queens with beautiful faces Commanding constable with gloves in hands But on the other side of the Empire Is my city, where birds sing louder than car horn And echo's of various native languages Pierce the street like tribal war A local girl of humble birth But I want more than our local gin I...

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In a land of troubadours and song, A young man dreamed he would belong, With heart afire and passions strong, He set out to join the throng. He practiced every single day, Learning scales and melodies to play, And practiced singing in every way, Hoping his talents would soon sway. But when he joined the troubadour's guild, He found his hopes and dreams were...

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I To all you wannabe poets, Here's a word of advice ere you start: If you want folks to love it, Keep your ego out of it, When you write always write from the heart. II It's great fun to write haiku and sonnets About rainbows and gay Easter bonnets, But if you find them too terse, You can flesh out your verse, And festoon it...

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She tried so hard to fit in it was funny But her disposition was sweet and her smile was sunny So we gave her a pass, and smiled at her lovely ass And let her join, without token or coin. She was the ultimate wannabee, so don’t you see… We did what we could, to allow her to be…. A...

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I can be serious furtive, mysterious Or sunny funny playful as I pen a whole sleigh-full Spin long narrative yarns of lovers in each other's arms Adorations to celestial beauty of skies' myriad charms I can write a song cut it short, extend it long Or swiftly drum up a dance Create a gypsy...

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