Satirical

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Boy solider

Boy solider

i am a boy solider,
with my khaki and my gun,
I'm here to make my enemies,
turn on...

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My English teacher hates me

My English teacher hates me

My English teacher hates me,
I've noticed these past months,
After all my well meant...

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The young lady

The young lady

You call her over nicely,
For some simple conversation,
Expecting for some small talk,...

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Math

Math

Pity the fool who lives by numbers
He counts his sheep while the sagacious slumbers
Imagines...

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BFF's

BFF's

Donald how was
the caviar?

Vladimir
it was wonderful

Don
By the way...

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The old curiosity shop

I found myself in the old curiosity shop
Looking for something strange and different
The...

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Looking back

Looking back


This. Poem is dedicated to Cappblanks. Hypocrite not.

I sit here so often late at night...

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Crossbones Graveyard, Union...

Crossbones Graveyard, Union Street, London SE1 1SD

Dear Tanya, Dear Gemma,
Dear Anneli, Netty and Paula…
Dear Tom with the
water pistols...

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Suggestions Anyone...?

Suggestions Anyone...?

Without malice nor forth-thought,
no wide dee what aye will write
and thus would gladly take...

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Do not criticise

Do not sit in judgement
you don’t know what I’ve seen
do not make your mind up
until...

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The invisible

Walk right past,
don't speak to me.
pretend I am invisible,
someone you cannot see...

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The Football

Football is a funny thing,
Kick about a bit of leather,
To and fro between children,
...

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Skin

My skin
turned against
me
folded desires,
precision points
like arrows...

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Cause of Desolation

Cause of Desolation

Man thyself is cause of desolation own
Due to in soul possession of vanity,
Heedless prompt...

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Windrush Mistrust

Another wonderful example set,
By this country's most dangerous threat
It's not in Syria or...

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Guilt: washing machine

your filthy
you reek of individuality
how dare you be such a mess
don't worry society...

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Aye Das Scribe Desirous...

Aye Das Scribe Desirous Nothing Short...,

Sans Whole Body Out Of Country Transplant

hmm...methinks mebbe aye
can empty the ocean...