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Elite Veteran
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Location: Inside the Writer's Digest office | Write a 20-line rhyming poem about something that really annoys you.
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New User
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| Get on with it Please!
Talking about nothing
Going on and on
Taking time away from
REAL issues
And you stand there
Blabbering on
While I yawn
And yet—you continue
AHHHH! Just—Shut--up!
Come back when you have
Something to say…
Of importance.
So… you tell a story
So long and twisted
Just get to the stinking point
I don’t want to hear—a life story
Perhaps you can narrow
It down, just for sanity sake
Please! Can it all be said
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New User
Posts: 3
| A chance to vent, to blow off steam
to poke the bear,to flat out scream
Cry burning tears, swear the foulest curse
slam the heaviest doors-what could be worse?
We are taught to restrain when our tempers flare
to bite our lip, not muss our hair
Act like a lady, regardless the cost
be prim and proper or our rep is lost
But just once I'd like to take a poke
throw a jab, go for the choke
Ram the rear of the car that cut me off TWICE!
oh yes I'd love to have to not play nice
Instead I'll turn my cheek time and again
hail the next cab as I stand in the rain
Until the time comes when I am reborn
and I come back as a creature not to be scorned
I will be six foot six with a big barrel chest
and have arms tree like trunks and tower above rest
And I'll never need to vent, to frown, to scoff
because no one in the world would be stupid enough to piss me off!!
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New User
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| I say red, you say green
Why do you have to be so mean?
Upon all things we disagree
But only when words come from me
I thought opposites attract
Not repel and hate and act
Like the force of magnets when turned inside out
Thank God that email quiets your shout
A question peeled through your recent rant
Why does your passion present like that?
It’s just too big for the subject matter
Is it illness, bigotry or just the latter?
When my words come from someone like you,
You nod and support and say, “how true.”
But any idea that comes from me
Is met with hot ferocity.
Perspective is the greatest gift
There is no reason to sustain a rift
Because all that is good and wonderful springs from obvious roots.
You see, I was taught that “you will know them by their fruits.”
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Veteran
Posts: 190
Location: swamps o' Florida | I would like to dedicate this poem to Mom (she can laugh now that I can relate).
It’s a sock farm in this house
They must grow up from the floor
Hey! Did we win the lotto?
Cause we’re now air conditioning the great out of doors
Someone has planted a booger tree here
Takes whomever (they will be found and brought to justice)
Too long to find a tissue
To scrape off the mess off takes a year
Smeary paw prints have appeared on the windows of the car
They are small and cute
But when told not to apply them
They don’t give a hoot
O toothpaste slug!
Your tenacity endures!
If only I could possess your ability
To cling forevermore!
To the smears and the spills
To the amber goo in the fridge
I love my little offenders so much
Yes, I would do it all over again
Edit:
Blarrgh! Not enough coffee this morning!
Here is a revamped last two paragraphs...
O toothpaste slug
You appear every 'morn
you are the evidence that they brushed their teeth
but you're oblivious to my scorn
To the smears and the tears
to the spills and mystery stains
I love my little offenders so much
That yes, I would take it on all over again
Edited by Neets 2009-09-09 11:57 AM
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Regular
Posts: 50
Location: Sacramento | O my teeth
forsake me not
especially now
that I've not got
dental insurance.
Well--yes, I do
but what they don't cover
can really screw
you to the wall.
One hundred bucks
for a root canal?
That really sucks
when the root canal
is TWELVE times that amount.
Believe me, Company,
I can count
and do basic math.
Is it worth the bills?
Is the “insurance” I’m buying
worth the company of shills? | |
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New User
Posts: 3
Location: SoCal | Earth's Lament
Paper cups, wrappers and plates, You didn't even hesitate To toss them down in your place. Throwing them in my face. Rivers of tears below your filth, Rotting, stinking, killing - Health. In ponds and lakes life did reside, For this, its beauty, I had pride. Weather changed, air decreased, Slowly, life just ceased. Warnings and pleas were given Despite the signs, you were not driven. Once blue horizons, now dead and gray. Under muck, new mounds each day. The last, the few - left without cover. All that remains - a Stench that hovers. This is what happened, too late to repair. Darkness or light, I'm left in Despair. I'm Silent, all life is shed Left tattered - Shivering and Dead.
Edited by brianefisher 2009-09-13 1:04 PM
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New User
Posts: 3
| A Chance to Vent From The So Seldom Right
This salad is good honey, he said,
As he reached for a piece of sour dough bread.
But you know what would make it better?
Some sliced black olives, maybe some feta.
Babe, you make the best mac `n cheese,
It’s always so creamy, none left to freeze.
But you know what would make it truly great?
If you crisped up the edges-not now, it’s too late.
Spanish sauce over potatoes and chicken,
Delicious, hon, but can I put my two cents in?
The next time you cut the potatoes, don’t dice `em,
I’d like them better if you just sliced `em.
Sweetheart, that dress looks perfect on you
How pretty you look in that particular hue.
But you know what would make you look more alluring?
If you polished your nails red, they would not be so boring.
You aced it darling, nice painting job
I don’t see any uneven spots or blobs
Maybe it’s only my point of view
That the border would have looked better in blue. | |
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Member
Posts: 16
Location: Same place, just 17 years later | To all the party ladies ready to go clubbin'
To all the men and and boys ready to get some lovin
Please be aware and be wise
Listen to what I say, cause it just might save your life
When you meet someone in the club at night
and he or she likes the way you dance on the dance floor, right?!
once you take him or her home and into your bed
Without thinking with your head, you're gonna be misled
and so now, why u wanna be mad at us?
because you didn't know his or her H.I.V status?
and now you got that disease, which would've been prevented
had u loved yourself enough to say "no" and meant it!
But it doesn't stop there
Boy meets a virgin girl, and that girl, she's going somewhere
so she thinks she's got him hooked, like a charm
so he tells her she's 'the only one' & gets her name inked on his arm
he wants to make her a family with a baby
so she gives it up to him to be 'forever his lady'
but what she didn't know surely will kill her
b'cause his H.I.V and A.I.D.S doesn't have a cure
Edited by LoReina 2009-10-04 2:08 PM
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New User
Posts: 2
| Something that really ticks me off a lot
Is blinkers, once turned on, and then forgot,
The driver off in some world of his own
Because he's too damn busy on the phone
To realize his signal has been on
The last three miles... the idiot moron.
I guess whoever he is talking to
Is more important than me or than you.
I mean, he is after all only in
A two-ton moving and deadly weapon.
Why shouldn't he ignore what's going on
Around him as he babbles on the phone?
But when at last he's ready to switch lanes
You think he bothers signalling the change?
A hasty glance to left and right is all
Because he doesn't dare disturb his call.
And as he slides across the pavement stripe
He changes to the left... while signalling right.
I hope that maybe someday there will be
A traffic law against stupidity.
Edited by MissChris 2009-09-10 12:12 AM
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New User
Posts: 1
| The Alcoholic
Arriving as a stick,
A lump, small or thick,
I shudder, see my fate,
Yet vainly wish I could relate.
To my enemy, the wrong,
Whom will torture me all day long,
With your tool of animosity,
Destined to destroy my sanity.
As I sense her chewing quicken,
My face begins to harden,
When I start to perspire,
My mind is at the wire.
Of course, one isn't enough,
Since brushing her teeth must be tough,
An aural symphony will always persist,
The most sinister notes that will ever exist.
The smacking, the sound,
She produces year-round,
I drink Kentucky rum,
to forget that piece of gum.
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New User
Posts: 1
| Reform
"The test of our progress is not whether we add more to the abundance of those who have much it is whether we provide enough for those who have little."
-Franklin D. Roosevelt
Watching tv
there is something slippery
my teeth can't quite sink into.
Flippantly,
they declare that death panels
will massacre the elderly.
While the president sits by idly,
idolizing Marx and Hitler- at least practically,
at town halls they rock and rattle.
Cry out heresy,
call for revolution.
By their own definition:
Inaction
This pre-existing condition-
Willful ignorance of the screaming mass
is the Apocalypse,
they clench their rosaries and fear for.
So take your pitchforks
and wave them proudly-
Cause no one wins today.
Edited by mae1188 2009-09-10 10:57 PM
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New User
Posts: 3
| The Last Word
He talks all day, he talks all night,
He talks until his face is white.
He wafts and waves his hands about,
His talk will often turn to shout,
If you don’t gaze upon the man,
He’ll wander over to where you stand,
Ensuring you linger on every word,
Immense is his need for being heard,
He’s wise beyond his years it seems,
On every subject, he knows reams,
He doesn’t care that he is wrong,
He likes to entertain the throng,
The patience of many he has worn thin,
His loquaciousness should be a sin,
To talk and talk and talk and talk,
Makes me boil, turn around and walk,
Close that mouth one day I pray,
Pretend you have nothing to say,
This thought of silence brings me joy,
To see a healthy man, not a needy boy.
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New User
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| Nice wording and good luck with that.... | |
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Veteran
Posts: 190
Location: swamps o' Florida | Mr. Grouchy Pants
The door slams!
Off in a huff!
my o my
you're hot stuff
Your feet are actually stomping about
much like a child
your Momma must have not raised you right
she let you run wild
Rude to the fast food guy
for that you will pay
don't know what you'll find in your sandwich
I recommend you throw it away
You tailgate others in your car
ready for a fight
race around me why don't you
I'll see you at the light
You live for the rush
that only your rage can bring
it's the only time you feel alive
but for you at least that's something
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Member
Posts: 7
| Tip Your Server Well
I need a higher paying second job
The one I have seems to rob
Me of my time and my money
And I'm sick of it, it's not funny.
Teaching children all day is a lot of work
Serving at night sometimes drives me bezerk
I bust my butt, catering to guests' every need
And the tips you give me, barely feed!
The service I provide is one of a kind
People love it when I speak my mind.
"She's the best server we've ever had"
Well, please tip me like I was great, not bad.
I take your orders, bring you drinks,
I clear your dirty dishes and bring em to the sinks.
I deliver your food with speed and care
You don't realize I make less 'cause of tip share.
I love working with people, I really do.
And I know the economy sucks for me and you.
But when you eat at a restaurant, here's my advice...
Tip your server 20% if everything was worth the price. | |
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New User
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| this is how I'd imagine the 'other side' feels, the ones that feel there is no sexism and feminism is useless because women have gotten everything they want, supposedly and are now destroying the world. The first line is the line that really pi**ed me off! It may not be couplet, exact rhymes, but it rhymes.
Feminism’s not dead
Sexism is for ugly bitches
Who are beautiful inside, which is
The best kind of beauty.
The hot babes, under the male gaze
Are too stupid and ignorant to get it.
They live up to the lies, live paralyzed
By the roles they’re prescribed to fill.
Feminism is dead or on the outs
Those lesbian man-haters
Should just put on some earrings
Then maybe their phone would ring
And those bitches might get laid
If they shaved their legs and kept their mouth shut
Then they’d get the respect
that women deserve, made up like dolls, kept down underground
Silenced and sexed up and marginalized
They’d get the attention they deserve as sex
Machines, servicing men, moving onto the next
Ugly bitches should stick to my shoe
And not cry wolf, when it so isn’t true
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Member
Posts: 11
| As I sit there on the pot,
Thinking about my day,
I reach for paper where there's not
Much to my dismay!
Why can't these people change the roll?
I ask the empty air,
For now how do I tend myself
and my numb derriere?
Afterwards I call them in
and give them all a speech
About how they can change the roll
a lesson I did teach
You see this spring? I do inqure
they look at it, eyes wide
As I slip the bar within
and click it from inside
I got applause and thought I had
Gotten the lesson through
The next day there's an empty roll
So what's a mom to do?
(This was made up as I wrote- completely off the cuff folks, so forgive me if it isn't polished!) 
Edited by SillyPoet 2009-09-16 11:57 AM
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Member
Posts: 16
Location: Same place, just 17 years later | Ok, once again, you failed to get it
You’re gonna get HIV if you’re not protected!
I tell you again, until your completely Numb
HIV is preventable, so stop being so dumb!
Sexual contact is the main mode of infection
For the too drunk , the too foolish and those who refuse to use protection
Or the IV drug users causing their own bodies harm
By sticking H.I.V infected needles into their arm
Should I pretend not to see the dying and senseless annihilation?
While the HIV/AIDS rate continues to rise in our great nation?
If I kept my mouth shut and turned my face the other way
I’d be like u, sayin' that people who tell others to abstain must be "gay"
So, spare me the drama and learn to be more proactive
Choose life over ignorance, cause honey ‘death ain’t attractive’
Volunteer, hand out pamphlets to inform the masses
Boycott hypocrisy, liars and misogynistic dumb a$$es!
Choices are life changing and long lasting, that's what I've found
we need to annihilate the spread of HIV/AIDS so our loved ones will be around
To everyone whose desire is to stop the spread of HIV/AIDS
Let each-one-teach-one how to stay HIV-Free, so lives can be saved
Edited by LoReina 2009-10-04 2:41 PM
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New User
Posts: 1
| One sided conversations.
Sore joints. Broken hearts.
Sex as a first and/or primary topic of "conversation."
Pity. Confusion.
Yesterday. Last year. 2/14/02.
Laundry.
Poor grammar. People who say "Can I get...?"
Turn, or get out of the lane.
Fear. Mean people.
Wasted time. Regret.
Debris. Rubble.
Being politically correct. You are who you are, own it.
Ignorance. Indifference.
Star Wars "I,II,III" Pulease!
Laziness. Lost Legos.
Unread books. Untouched shoulders.
Hesitation. Over-analyzation.
Bad haircuts.
Over it. Peace.
Out.
Edited by noelmgray 2009-09-14 11:47 PM
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New User
Posts: 2
| No acknowledgement in the halls
Your threats are paper thin
All I ever did was care
Then you tell me I’ll never fit in
As the only one I could trust
You acted sweet and kind
Then I didn't agree with you
My feelings never entered your mind
Your backbone is nonexistent
Your promises never kept
You thought I needed you?
I've slept more then I’ve ever slept.
You said I was a bitch
And that would never change
For once you’re right
But you’re the only one in range
I've never been better
And this is truly your worst
You want to change the past?
Your prediction as been reversed
=]
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Member
Posts: 5
| sitting at my desk, i wait for your message.
waiting, waiting, i keep on.
until you finally message me and ask "where have you gone?"
and i tell you "i've been here all along"
you complain and complain.
it gets on my nerves.
i plead for you to stop, but you dont...
I know your thinking "This is what he deserves"
I dont know what i've done
but i dont beg forgivness
instead i tell you to shut up
and you cry...
later you apologize to me.
I know i deserved that.
But what i wish would go away...
is me saying all the time "Are you okay?"
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New User
Posts: 1
| Midnight Muse
Easing the pain then having to start over
Asking for a muse to please keep him sober
The moon passes its peak
How painful it is to fall asleep
The night has again come and gone
A third draft still waits before the dawn
One thousand words are bled to death
Then two thousand more he mutters under breath
His eyes are teary
No actually, they’re heavy and bleary
Rhymed words and prose
subtext-subtext and on-the-nose
Iceberg and exposition leaking
Yes, thanks to Hemingway, he is peeking
Preposition linking over scrambled words
Leaning and connecting speaking in thirds
Today is like yesterday and tomorrow like today
All he asks is another twenty-four hours to be shut away.
His laden shoulders can’t bear the weight
He seeks Calliope or Erato for inspiring something great | |
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New User
Posts: 3
| I cannot find your way
you will not find your mind.
Please do not say
it puts me in a bind.
You say yes and you say no
you turn left no go right.
I cannot handle this kind of woe.
Not another knock out fight.
Choose just one and don't keep jumping
you can't make one and keep it
its on me that you keep dumping
the consequence of the fire you've lit.
Decision, decision its not so bad
but you won't hold one to you
you make another and toss what you had
as I've made the plans, whats to do?
Now what is it you desire?
Everyone is so turned.
You make me to be a liar.
You change, I am burned.
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Member
Posts: 5
| Ring ring ring
It echoed like a scream
I know it is them
It always is
Ring ring ring
There it goes again
Destroying my peace
Interrupting my dreams
Please give me a break
You greedy little snake
Just leave me alone
Don't want to buy a thing
It's so invading
Your persistent persuading
The annoying haggling
The endless begging
Just want to relax
Here at home
But those damn telemarketers
Won't leave me alone.
Edited by imagery 2009-09-17 9:23 AM
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