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04-02-2020, 01:23 PM
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Write a poem for national poetry month on the topic or form described. Each poem should appear as a separate reply to this thread. The goal is to, at the end of the month, have written 30 poems for National Poetry Month.
Topic: Write a poem inspired by a nursery rhyme
Form : any
Line requirements: 8 lines or more
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Trumpty-Dumpty built a great wall
of hot air and lies and nothing at all:
with marksmen who'd shoot at Mexican's knees
and gators to eat all the poor refugees,
with spikes and electrical currents that kill
and cages for babies and children to fill.
He became a great hero, a symbol to many
who thought they had no need of humanity.
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04-03-2020, 01:56 AM
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Hey Diddle Denier
Farmer Brown needed that cow
to jump over the moon. The turnips
had sat too long, sour in the soil. Yokels
would pay real money for a story
to tell their children. They would slick
back their hair for a picture
with Bessie, the famous Cowsmanaut.
Sometimes, she even grips that flag
between her teeth and it flutters
in the breeze--like it did in her more famous
photo in space. A'int no breeze there.
That cow never jumped over
a fence, much less the moon.
The secret of poetry is cruelty.--Jon Anderson
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The Materialist's Alphabet Song
A, B, C, D,
E, F, G,
H, I, J, K,
L, M, N, O, P,
Q, R, S then T, U, V,
W, X and next comes Z.
Now I know
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04-03-2020, 05:58 AM
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Children Take Heed
Scrub scrub scrub,
fill a sink with suds,
turn the water hot as can be,
sing a funny song,
20 seconds long,
avoid everyone in your community,
and scrub your hands til they bleed
The Soufflé isn’t the soufflé; the soufflé is the recipe. --Clara
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There were Ten Covid 19's hanging on a wall
There were ten in a bed
and the little one said
"Two Meters, Two Meters"
so they all rolled over
and one dropped dead
There were nine in a bed
and the little one said
"Two Meters, Two Meters"
so they all rolled over
and one dropped dead
There were eight in a bed
and the little one said
"For fuck sake will you never learn"
If your undies fer you've been smoking through em, don't peg em out
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Hill Number One
Has anyone wondered why
Jack and Jill went up–
stop right there
why is that well on top
of a hill anyway? Apparently
gravity works in their world
otherwise they wouldn’t
have fallen
down,
geddit?
–but anyway it seems
some joker told them to climb
that awful slope
when any well atop it
had to be a dry hole
(like sending newbies
for a left-handed
thirteen-line sonnet)
so those poor kids fell
probably in love or something
now they’ve been had together
got something in common
and aren’t falling
for someone else’s
bucket list again
(wait 'til they find out
what Jill broke)
Non-practicing atheist
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Keith,
Sadly, I love that.
I'm perverse.
The secret of poetry is cruelty.--Jon Anderson
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(04-03-2020, 11:11 PM)Todd Wrote: Keith,
Sadly, I love that.
I'm perverse.
The children may be singing it a 100 years from know, ring a ring a roses ??? is about the black plague in London  you are perverse, thankfully
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04-05-2020, 04:04 PM
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XII
Speak of the devil. Perhaps
I ought to herald her. Oh,
the blooming bloody spider--
XIV
The blooming bloody fire--
XII
--crawled down the spider web.
XIV
--crawled up the water spout.
XII
The blooming bloody rain
came down and drowned the
spider dead.
XIV
--and snuffed the fire out.
XII
The blooming bloody sun rose
up and dried out all the rain,
so--
XIV
--sparked an ant aflame.
XII
--the blooming bloody spider--
XIV
--fire--
XII
--spun up her web again.
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