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Best Poems Written by Kyle Gee

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Socket

Comeback God sacked a craft sassed to last / 
Grasp no slack or sag with the rap slap/ 
Pressure the bag and tip of the cap /
Coder crack hat and lift that latch /
Off the docket and out the casket /
Almost a tragic trashed hit had him cashed in /
Dodged that tactic now have the out to last kit /
Hoss’s odds lodged a socket to play with any ratchet

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New Life Curriculum

Dreams continue as he pursues and fits into those new life shoes/
Steams of old morose songs singing sad blues in dark venues/
Has his hold paddling multiple life canoes/
His eyes mold maddening views of how not to use or misuse /
Less issues to load tissues and blow revenues /
He construes the con’s cruise how he’d abuse and throw a fuze /
Irrelevant spoofs but now he refuels and will refuse /
To lose how he broke a fuzed fool loose into bomb grooves /
Explodent raising the roof with booms and more proofs /
Next go sent is praising a nerd goof’s blurred sluice see through / 
An Oxymoron to use without suboxone, oxycontin or any proxy plottin /
That’s rotten like heroin in pill form not an option /
From hereon in I’m building and recovering /
I’ve beaten my cranial region and more covering/
It’s a pain in the neck and the back sore hovering /
Pain multiplied by the passion is what caused action /
The symptom is contamination leaving one ultimatum /
Create a new life curriculum to cure ick-n-glum

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Pishposh Hodgepodge

The truest of the truthful dukes who chooses to amuse the fuse of the groove to let loose /
So soon a bloom that is to loom over any gloom /
Forget bigots they’ll never get big like shots or lots /
As I’m aloft through the roof of this joint like I smoked your top locks off /
It's time to prove a hue of stooge slew anew over the slop and open up shop /
This is just my hop to jot through rot like I’m laying sod around the job /
Lost a corn cob as I jogged and juiced a hog in marinade across the log /
Sogged the mob and their pishposh hodgepodge /
Lobbed a rock at her wishy wash lodge she thought she had locked /
Got a troth full of suave to unlock and dislodge /
As we opt for a broth onslaught to loft all the costs /
I mopped the spot of rot sought after by maggots /
We hoped not to botch what my hero’s fruition brought us /
But a lying jont of stop watch witches forgo wishes and forge a lot unjust /
Upped the ante of the pot and ended with no loss just profit /
Stunned the evil planning in a trot as we tended to our cause

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Chemistry

Energy heats a pen for me and gives chemistry /
There’s no alternative to emit a thermal word filled migration flurry /
My nation bet against the worker bee buzzing up the ante on the monster keeper /
Icy for any eatery’s departure to slip blame onto a customer /
I'll be the infamous cook while you'll be the go get us waitress /
You’re in danger as I’m on point and you’re just pointless /
You can't step to how he spits I’m on unknown planets /
You’re precision just misses compared to my bliss nonetheless I’m fortuitous when I caress where you’d care less /
I'll take your vocals and be the vocalist or take your confidence and turn you to a pessimist off the guest list

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Addict Alien

Thoughts and acts attack sporadic a tactic without static/
Don’t panic you old addict forget that statistic/
I’ll slick back and go ballistic on a notebook with hope cooked rhetoric/
Stick affluent's in the pocket while they trick /
My treats click atonement with a tone meant like a rocket pack switch /
To lift influences and remit where there’s no glove to fit /
Times up tic toc tic get off it /
Turn on that mental faucet you lost it /
Take that addict tooth and floss it /
Just walk the line and don’t cross it /
I’m the boss kid try to open my lid and get in /
Something fidgets livid non timid /
Wearing it like a perfect hat fitted /
For what’s been inflicted it’s my decision and own action /
Attacking addiction never again slacking /
Crafting after flabbergasting /
Scold blabbers lasting /
It’s at old you you’ll be laughing /
Footing on the floor rolling so frozen /
No revisiting your bottom / 
Just going for more to golden /
Bust a full intention to bench this option of affliction /
Trust the pull and tension and opt to shun a diversion /
It’s like learnin division from an alien that’s no mathematician /
The space to invision has no limitation /
Home you go divisional martian

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Stature

Find my glutton for this rap button to come sneaking up on em/
I’m pretty good at running so let me run it up on em/
Time for me to gain traction with these tracks slung/
Alive more than I ever been in action go figure/
Never still with my stature my line’s never flat sir/
Hearts even more on beat than I need give it to her/
A crib for the burr or heat to surge the birds on my wire  
I ribbed the instrument or sound heard words on fire

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Camo Lambo

In my eyes I’ve lived 2 lives within 1 life/
Strutting by live strife and grief like you wouldn’t believe/
It’s how you perceive what’s kept to conceive /
Just relieve your relief and turn over that leaf like a page of Beowulf/
I frolic at a bay in a gulf as I lay and I sulk/
I may stray and talk muck as I’m holding a glock on a duck/
I lock, tuck and strut towards a touch on some smut/
But I forgot to load as I locked and cocked so I had no ammo to be popped/
Slipped into a camo lambo with a lamb bro/
And a banned brand of dro to tell high where to go and to sell a low show/
Allow the youth to grow from the gallows of hoods and hollows with their bartered blows/
Departed from homes inside the deep hearted that love holds/
The gold that grows cold coves in the hearts of sold souls/
I’m connected to codes that decipher the cheats/
As it sleets I creep obsolete on my own recluse, resolute street/
So deplete what you peep to delete I’ll be elite and won’t see defeat/
I’ll say it twice if you need a repeat or thrice for a three peat/
You need to retreat before there’s a breach on your beach/
You don’t have the arm length to reach/
You’re a slouch with a dress and a blouse as I address any lout mouse that bows

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Retreat From Defeat

My mind is moving and brewing towards improving/
The heart finds pathways stewing me to be nurturing/
Lives in this part bind fast ways of learning/
Strife in this heart grinds for days I’m deserving/
Brief is the restart of times that’ll be concerning/
Relief gives a depart from jives people may be concocting/
Believe it’s smart to stop and strive before any con locking/
He heaves pits apart through slop addicted prone docking/
Be free and forget dirt thrown or mishaps that have afflicted/
Bad bees sting everywhere deep, what are you a resident in?/
Can’t leave everything and everywhere or avoid feelings more sore/
Lent a reprieve and sent a report to raise noise ceilings for score/
Said I’d see if it’d be agreed to resort to a choice retort/
I need to retreat from the heap of defeat I used to call home peak/
Otherwise I’ll seep in defeat and be seated bleak not so unique/
I’d cover my eyes and ears with a fleet of apathy to keep/
I discovered all advice smart heeded to me I would be cheap and pay no attention/
Now uncovered is a nice, respectful style with more compassion to forgo tension

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God Grants

A sudden burden of flipping turns him into a fraction /
Action of correction in your cranium needs traction /
Bad habits all erratic need retracted to leave the bad flabbergasted /
Dad’s had it with blabber half gassed /
Mom’s at fits with the sadder last cast /
It’s time to rebuild your gasket close the guilt and accept that past /
With loss of balance he’ll tilt a step and the other he’ll sway /
No scoffs as God grants built pep for him to innovate and crave /
Show restraints in that trot trance and let go to win a place /
Hope remains and trains to not dance against fate /
Cope complaints and aims of the banes with faith to renovate their games /
Don’t sift pains just cuff and cell those demons away for gains /
Life rift and experience creates a hell of a wince and some grimace /
But with the premise immense like an overwhelming radiance /
Lift a new obedience followed by some grievance /
Don’t review old rants allow width to come into your presence /
Father lends many ladies and gents new grief vents or pressed sense /
Plenty a second chance as a new ordinance /
Such reverence protects and proves an alliance with resurgence

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Madder Hats

They scar and mar the alma mater of the altar/
We’re hard on bars as we rock it and lift off far and soar sure of our space car/ 
They’ll never run us flat too solid for that /
Matter of fact we hear ‘em like a fawn’s blat after we snapped with sass and packed brass/
More chatter they chit chat the madder the hats/
Were out here spit for spat aghast at the sadder cast/
Thinking their blabber lasts they flash and lambaste/
Then lay waste and deface their two faced ace/
Glazed flakes with play fakes stake out to take from an honorary mate/
Years they’d wait after my best mates tragic fate/
A frayed tactic that’d leave my Dad, my hero dismayed /
Worked many days, played and paid to have it the way it was made for our stay/
Irked by the flirts of dark days lured by stark strays