I want a new Poem Contest
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The boy stood on the burning deck,
Frantic about his charred dollar.
He quickly got embroiled as heck
And hotter under the collar.
Frantic about his charred dollar.
He quickly got embroiled as heck
And hotter under the collar.
The boy stood on the burning deck,
Wildly compelled to run and hide.
Tonight's meal is a flagrant wreck.
The barbeque fell on its side.
Wildly compelled to run and hide.
Tonight's meal is a flagrant wreck.
The barbeque fell on its side.
Pome or other!
The boy stood on the burning deck
His hair waved in the breeze
His HEAD bobbled about and nearly fell off
As the fire forced him to his knees!
I haven't been here for some time.
I must confess to great joy as I read so many excellent and original works. The response has been most heartening, and I truly trust that so many people have enjoyed themselves as they have passed thru here. Clearly, this has to be one of the greatest creative successes I have ever had and even if I remain unpublished, I feel SWEET success right here and now!
The boy stood on the burning deck
His hair waved in the breeze
His HEAD bobbled about and nearly fell off
As the fire forced him to his knees!
I haven't been here for some time.
I must confess to great joy as I read so many excellent and original works. The response has been most heartening, and I truly trust that so many people have enjoyed themselves as they have passed thru here. Clearly, this has to be one of the greatest creative successes I have ever had and even if I remain unpublished, I feel SWEET success right here and now!
Dead, deed or ned or need?
The boy stood on the burning deck,
He dug deep into his pockets and fetched a dollar,
The flames they roared around and above his neck,
But sadly, all they did was incinerated the cash and boy didn't he HOLLAR!
The boy stood on the burning deck,
He dug deep into his pockets and fetched a dollar,
The flames they roared around and above his neck,
But sadly, all they did was incinerated the cash and boy didn't he HOLLAR!
Just an OLD Poem Contest
The boy stood on the burning deck,
He dug deep into his pockets and fetched a dollar,
The flames they roared around and above his neck,
All they did was incinerated the cash and boy didn't he HOLLAR!
The boy stood on the burning deck,
He dug deep into his pockets and fetched a dollar,
The flames they roared around and above his neck,
All they did was incinerated the cash and boy didn't he HOLLAR!
Just an OLD Poem Contest
I said to myself the boy was on the burning deck
This place is so much hotter and bleak
There are people here and there and here some more
But all the cash I managed to raise could get him a 2bit whore
I said to myself the boy was on the burning deck
This place is so much hotter and bleak
There are people here and there and here some more
But all the cash I managed to raise could get him a 2bit whore
Just an OLD Poem Contest Again!
The boy stood on the burning deck
His life was clearly little more than a speck
It is resurrected, is this a good or bad deed
We will have to wait and watch the seed!
The boy stood on the burning deck
His life was clearly little more than a speck
It is resurrected, is this a good or bad deed
We will have to wait and watch the seed!
The boy stood on the burning deck,
thinking honor comes and goes,
but as he owned just that one neck,
he'd best strap into women's clothes.
thinking honor comes and goes,
but as he owned just that one neck,
he'd best strap into women's clothes.
The boy stood on the burning deck
While crying his eyes out
Thinking of how the world is a wreck
It cannot be saved, this he knows without a doubt
While crying his eyes out
Thinking of how the world is a wreck
It cannot be saved, this he knows without a doubt
The boy stood on the burning deck
Of starship enterprise
A Klingon dagger in the neck
Of Romulan disguised
Of starship enterprise
A Klingon dagger in the neck
Of Romulan disguised
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The boy stood on the burning deck
Observing the mess he'd made
The turkey was fried
But so was his hide
At least his insurance was paid.
Observing the mess he'd made
The turkey was fried
But so was his hide
At least his insurance was paid.
The boy stood on the burning deck
The whole damn world was going mad
He kicked the cat, bit the dog
But his muvva still luv'd his dad!
The whole damn world was going mad
He kicked the cat, bit the dog
But his muvva still luv'd his dad!
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The boy stood on the burning deck
Alone, not a moaning soul left in the burning, burning world
The boy's burning shadow pulled him off the burning ledge
And he realized he wasn't a boy at all
^Tribute to 9/11.
Alone, not a moaning soul left in the burning, burning world
The boy's burning shadow pulled him off the burning ledge
And he realized he wasn't a boy at all
^Tribute to 9/11.
The boy stood on the burning deck
soft smile across his lips,
all 'hands behind his little back',
match hid in fingertips.
soft smile across his lips,
all 'hands behind his little back',
match hid in fingertips.
The night was dark and stormy
The nightman was within
I heard a crash and then a splash
My God, did he just fall in?
For those very young folks out there, the "nightman" used to come and empty your toilet b4 the invention and wide spread use of reticulated sewerage schemes.
The nightman was within
I heard a crash and then a splash
My God, did he just fall in?
For those very young folks out there, the "nightman" used to come and empty your toilet b4 the invention and wide spread use of reticulated sewerage schemes.
