Satirical

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Seditious Verses

Seditious Verses

...a limerick for Larry Ran,
written in response to his limerick, "Russian Roulette"

Poetic...

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Sunday morning, late...

Sunday morning, late newspaper blues

Lie here waiting, agitating,

Awake, since the crack of dawn;

Sun is rising, I’m despising...

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deceived by lust

deceived by lust

love arrives quite abrupt

Emotions start building up

A sparks set off by a touch.

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Troubled Times, Troubled Mind

Troubled Times, Troubled Mind

As I stare bleakly at an ever dimming sky, strange thoughts arise from the darkest depths of my mind...

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Plastic Population

Plastic asses,plastic tits
Lipo on the wobbly bits,fillers injected into the mouth
Just to...

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WHY SHOULD YOU CARE

WHY SHOULD YOU CARE

" We do not inherit the earth from our ancestors, we borrow it from our children" (Ancient Indian Proverb...

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TRUMP/RAN

TRUMP/RAN

…for Larry Ran

egos like pimples
once they are close to bursting
need a little...

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Farewell my NHS

Farewell my NHS, I guess you'll be going.

The governing goons have broken yet another promise....

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Their Kingdom

Their kingdom is built on pillars of greed

Their throne, shameful, beyond our knowledge

How...

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False Judgement

False Judgement

We are the fallen fruit of a lost Eden and victims in this mess.

Forced into false religion where...

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Broken Youth

For what, would you sell your soul?

For likes on Facebook or a mountain of gold?

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Ashes

What's this form called body of mine Loved by no one , used by everyone Flesh , bones rotten by others...

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Twitter Twitter Little Twit

Twitter Twitter Little Twit

Twitter twitter little twit

How I wonder why you nitwit

Are up above our world so high...

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Misery

I'm sorry mother for what I'm about to say,

It seems my life is threaded into a brutal dismay....

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Our illness

How will we know when the world is at peace?

Will the grass over grow the dead?

Will beauty...

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Shoe sitting

Shoe sitting

I can smell you

Your

leather sole

Your heel; finely pointed

The curve...

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Gin Slings In Singapore

Gin Slings In Singapore

It baffles me

I’ve got to say

Why anyone would want to pay

Twenty pounds or more...