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Slam Poetry

I don't get a lot of comments
It's makes my name uncommon
I took a rest, now I'm back 
When I read your words I see what you lack
I will step into your ring
Wearing a ring
and cut your words in half
I don't want to be mean
but you left me with no choice
because I have a voice
My poems are top notch 
leaving your words lost
When the tides turn
you'll wave at me
causing mistakes in your destiny
If you believe your the best 
you've looked in the mirror less
Don't be hurt by what I say 
it's all fun and games

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Empathy French

Sacrificed biographies, unwillingly wilted on the roads
Batched and bundled in flourished rows

Sorrow is freed
Comfort is farmed 

No king reigns on the quality land
Leaders have protected territory 
Warriors, soldiers, your pride reigns liberty 

Victorious flags wiggle in the heart of the wind 
Prayers light the mourning and burn traitors skin 

No religion should peel our flesh to bone 
No God prophets a sole to be cold

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A Fish Parade

The sun peeked a shine down the salty blue sea,
multiplying an exotic kingdoms beauty.

      A small fish traveled the big ocean sanding snails. The fish would say
"The slowest snail is to slow to yield to the slow snail." and another snail was sanded.
     
      A big Bass fish watched the small fish's mistake. At the perfect opportunity 
then big Bass torpedo itself towards the small fish. 
     
      Conspired prey eyes sunk a gulp and the small fish jetted.
A swim chase curved the currents as the two fishes zigzagged the under toes.
     
       In a challenge to outwit waves a shark lurked up behind the big Bass.
The three fishes aligned in a straight line as the shark ate the big Bass as bate and then ate the small fish as bate.

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Foxglove

You sound like a tiny person with short man syndrome
always talking out your azz is what you give them
Your poetry sucks like a hooker on the steets
never knowing when your going to be beat
Let me give you a penny for a thought
a free lesson so you can be taught
Put your words away before you get yourself killed
cause I kill it in skills
Dang the poetry that so uptight
letting loose isn't your type

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What's In Your In Name Trish Louise

Twerking secretly
Ruckus is heard
Immediately 
Stripping for my 
Husband 

Laughing 
Out loud with the 
Underdogs
Is cool and 
Sexy 
Enough to be a hero

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Free Bird

As I'm growing older
I wonder when time had gone by
Knowing I feel young inside

Are you ready now
to hold me 
kiss me
love me  
to infinity 

Teasing you was my favorite game 
The moment has been washed away

Memories anchor my heart, deep in the water
If I am dead
Please let me be
Living a lie isn't so easy
 
Swimming up to the surface
Only to resurface 
Careless recovery 

Breath through my chest
My savior is the best

At last 
I can go home in peace
Pray to you on my knees

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Me and My Shadow

me and my shadow
laugh and have good times
we think of cleaver ideas
and risky dink rhymes

me and my shadow 
there is no way to separate
unless there is a victor 
and one becomes a classic trait

me and my shadow 
paint each others image
believing we're the best artist 
neither portrait gets finished

me and my shadow 
share each others fear
one day will cross the wrong person
and they'll have us in tears

me and my shadow 
think nothing ahead
liable to get hurt
certain we are dead

me and my shadow 
are underneath the bridge 
hiding like a troll 
waiting for a chance to get rich

me and my shadow 
know the rules of the game
but we sulk to much 
so we don't go out to play

me and my shadow 
know what we did
get the full story 
then repeat your opinion 

me and my shadow
don't understand the clues
I'm left alone as usual 
trying to get away from the blues

me and my shadow
know what we do 
ignorance is no excuse 
I take responsibility of my attitude

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Bad Poetry, Right Here

if your speaking of me
I do agree
my grammar isn't exact 
I break the rules 
because I don't care
but your poetry is a good example

maybe I do scramble words
fighting to speak from the heart
being isolated, I try my best
not to tear dimensions apart 

dark or light 
poetry heals the sickness inside
bad or good
I feel poetry can make a person fly

lost and wounded from battle 
I don't know what is honest
are your here for war
or did you come here
to rub in that I am poor 

I'm not desired or wanted
what I wanted is not desired
my emotions are tired of being a tire
I wonder why I can't be desired

whatever this place is about 
I'm going to keep writing 
because I have no other place to shout

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How Sweet It Is

How sweet it is

Please Take 5 minutes of your time to read my poem
This sweet adventure actually won't take that long

Step inside my imagination 
Mr.Good Bar gave us a 100 Grand
50 thousand for you and 50 thousand for me
Lets go spend this cash with obligation 

We can go anywhere on this planet 
or travel back in time to buy a Whatchamacallit

But here in present time I've invested in a corner market
Selling warm Boston Baked Beans, homemade Hot Tamales and fresh Swedish Fish
The community is burning a hole in their pocket

I'm buying an expensive fur coat
Then a catwalk down 5th Avenue
And act like life isn't a Rocky Road

You know what forget the money 
I'd rather float in the Galaxy
and watch a Starburst
in Zero gravity

Sponsor: Carol Connell
Contest name: How sweet it is
Date: October 4, 2018

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Shoppers Distribute Disasters

customer service is not an alluring activity 
a dissatisfied customer is like Chucky 
their disguise is sweet 
until they speak, it's evil energy 
returning or exchanging without a receipt 
chalks-up a storm of dead-eye mis-fortune 
these people don't come from heaven 

retail is like nature in hell 
demonic bears attack because the policy is unfair 
satanic lions lay bare 
poachers have delusions of grandeur 
there's no safe trail in the jungle 
inroad is trouble 

in the real world
an angry customer break glass 
shattering rules piercing flesh 
it becomes a mess 
so I will confess
this.....
my job is a simple paragraph
but difficult to graph 
I laugh behind your back 
knowing you'll be back 
to shop at the same store 
you'll walk in through the door 
wanting to buy and return more