Okay that's way understandable.
Now I have a better frame of mind for thinking of poems
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PoetryEra: No Rhyme or Reason
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Now I have a better frame of mind for thinking of poems
As with any writing, your best bet is to read. Read all kinds of poetry, song lyrics, hell Shakespeare if you want since he's the king of words. It'll help.
Well they don't anymore. But that's not really the point. His writing--specifically his soliloquies--are basically all giant poems and fantastic ones at that. He's also got like a hundred sonnets too.
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Take that Stephen King OT! We're on our way to being the most popular OT in all of Era!
We stumbled across a couplet by Edgar Allan Poe last night on my audiobook livestream, randomly picking pieces to read. It pretty much sums him up, in two lines.
Deep In Earth
Deep in earth my love is lying
And I must weep alone.
Listening for a sound.
A faint jingle or a meow.
Just something to let me know that you're alright.
Drowning in deafening silence
praying for that sound
something to let me feel like the world is still spinning.
Trapped in my mind.
Wondering what I could have done differently.
wondering who I should blame.
Clinging to my hope.
that everything will be fine
but with each passing second I know it becomes more likely tonight will be stained with sorrow.
Just please come home to make things right.
A faint jingle or a meow.
Just something to let me know that you're alright.
Drowning in deafening silence
praying for that sound
something to let me feel like the world is still spinning.
Trapped in my mind.
Wondering what I could have done differently.
wondering who I should blame.
Clinging to my hope.
that everything will be fine
but with each passing second I know it becomes more likely tonight will be stained with sorrow.
Just please come home to make things right.
I want to plug "don't nuzzle me fucker-maker" by Simone White
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/92315/don39t-nuzzle-me-fucker-maker
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/92315/don39t-nuzzle-me-fucker-maker
follow up to my last post.
Stupid stupid stupid cat.
Where the f*** were you at?
I went and searched all around.
High and low and nothing found.
you show back up without a sound.
couldn't you have at least meowed?
Anyways, I'm glad you home and safe you stupid stupid stupid cat @_@
Stupid stupid stupid cat.
Where the f*** were you at?
I went and searched all around.
High and low and nothing found.
you show back up without a sound.
couldn't you have at least meowed?
Anyways, I'm glad you home and safe you stupid stupid stupid cat @_@
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The fuck did I just read???
Awwwww I'm glad it resolved itself and because of it, the Poetry thread got to cough up some dust into the air.
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As a general FYI I signed the thread up on the community spotlight in the vein hope we'll hit that page 3 some day.
Also to plug in Chenjerai Hove, who's chapbook I've been reading. Quick link to one of his poems (I can't find a version of my favorite online so far).
I thinnk one of my favorite things about poetry is its very quick but it sticks with you. If you ever feel like your reading is lacking in diversity, maybe try your local poetry section in the library? Try to find someone you've never heard of. Plus a 78 page chapbook is a much more reasonable commitment than a 1000 page novel, just saying.
Also to plug in Chenjerai Hove, who's chapbook I've been reading. Quick link to one of his poems (I can't find a version of my favorite online so far).
I thinnk one of my favorite things about poetry is its very quick but it sticks with you. If you ever feel like your reading is lacking in diversity, maybe try your local poetry section in the library? Try to find someone you've never heard of. Plus a 78 page chapbook is a much more reasonable commitment than a 1000 page novel, just saying.
I think I might post in this thread in a lot. I've recently been doing something resembling poetry—or maybe closer to Dadaist word art or half-assed cut up technique song lyrics—like late at night. It's like a semi-intellectualized thing where I start typing a line and challenge myself to create a stanza or something from. I don't think I'm any good and I'm way too embarrassed to actually share it with anyone IRL. Haunted by trauma of like sophomoric poetry writing and worried I'm just doing that with ten-cent words.
These are all different poem things. The last one is like a thing where I imagine my social anxiety isn't innate and instead something I decided to learn and get a degree in after college.
Suburban culture
Suburban vulture
Exurban voyager
I grew a culture
In my living room
Handclap to handclap
This much I'm telling you
I see you wanting
I see you waiting
Jamming to the cacophony of whatevers
Backed by the chorus of infinite nevers
----
Linguistic sins
By semi-intellectual men named Vin
In a feigned British accent, I tell him:
He can't pronounce potato
He can't pronounce tomato
He can do a pretty good "Oh"
While in sexual congress
But that's not much for a mind in regress
And yet the galaxy's wanting and waving
----
I don't mean to brag about my diffidence
But I have a Master's degree in English social illiteracy
I ignored the professors
I ignored the TAs
I never showed up on the right day
I never read the room
I intellectualized maladjustment in the worst way
I studied and studied
And now I don't know how to start a conversation
These are all different poem things. The last one is like a thing where I imagine my social anxiety isn't innate and instead something I decided to learn and get a degree in after college.
Suburban culture
Suburban vulture
Exurban voyager
I grew a culture
In my living room
Handclap to handclap
This much I'm telling you
I see you wanting
I see you waiting
Jamming to the cacophony of whatevers
Backed by the chorus of infinite nevers
----
Linguistic sins
By semi-intellectual men named Vin
In a feigned British accent, I tell him:
He can't pronounce potato
He can't pronounce tomato
He can do a pretty good "Oh"
While in sexual congress
But that's not much for a mind in regress
And yet the galaxy's wanting and waving
----
I don't mean to brag about my diffidence
But I have a Master's degree in English social illiteracy
I ignored the professors
I ignored the TAs
I never showed up on the right day
I never read the room
I intellectualized maladjustment in the worst way
I studied and studied
And now I don't know how to start a conversation
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Tears will fall like rain
from Flower's overjoyed eyes
if this quote is true
:P
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I really liked the suburban one, I thought you had a lot of really clever rhyming/leading into different motifs. Of the three, its easily my favorite.
Tears isn't quite the right word. More like shock at seeing the dead rise. Sometimes I feel like Poe with the poetry thread cawing down at me through my laptop screen. Very spooky.
The progression of phonemes here is great. You have a good sense of rhythm too.
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Yeah i was thinking these would all be really good spoken word poems.
Definitely a rap quality, it's probably the choice of foot pattern.
i'm tired of capital art without aspirations of capitol careers' harm
clarification: don't hurt anyone but render them unemployable
make the careerists find a new career
i dunno, start an etsy shop or something of a toil
capital art isn't an instagram caption that's basically a captcha
capital art isn't comfortable art
capital art isn't coming too soon
capital art isn't adorning your living room
capital art isn't up to interpretation
capital art isn't thematically coy
capital art is:
—fussy
—neon fucking values
—disjointed
—leaving here with you
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i listened to white noise on repeat on spotify one night to fall asleep
now the algorithm thinks i want to listen to white noise and white noise only
making love? white noise
dinner party? white noise
other parties? white noise
morning coffee? white noise
singing in the shower? white noise
shredding it at the gym? white noise
talking to people named jim? white noise
trying to do a dance? white noise
dealing with the work day? white noise
driving in my car? white noise
clarification: don't hurt anyone but render them unemployable
make the careerists find a new career
i dunno, start an etsy shop or something of a toil
capital art isn't an instagram caption that's basically a captcha
capital art isn't comfortable art
capital art isn't coming too soon
capital art isn't adorning your living room
capital art isn't up to interpretation
capital art isn't thematically coy
capital art is:
—fussy
—neon fucking values
—disjointed
—leaving here with you
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i listened to white noise on repeat on spotify one night to fall asleep
now the algorithm thinks i want to listen to white noise and white noise only
making love? white noise
dinner party? white noise
other parties? white noise
morning coffee? white noise
singing in the shower? white noise
shredding it at the gym? white noise
talking to people named jim? white noise
trying to do a dance? white noise
dealing with the work day? white noise
driving in my car? white noise
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Finish Line
This is how the race begins,
I'm reaching out for something
'Cause I'm just a lovestruck fool
Who's always ever pining
And I'm still running,
Ever running,
Trying to catch up to you
Voices in my head are crying
"I just want to be with you!"
One and only love,
Take us to the level above
I am burning up,
But I see the finish line now
This is how the race begins,
I'm reaching out for something
'Cause I'm just a lovestruck fool
Who's always ever pining
And I'm still running,
Ever running,
Trying to catch up to you
Voices in my head are crying
"I just want to be with you!"
One and only love,
Take us to the level above
I am burning up,
But I see the finish line now
Oldie but a classie:
SUCH IS LIFE
Everywhere, it seems, answers are absent
From the vastness above and the horizons around
To the wind in the air and the dirt on the ground
Everything's full of nothing, nothing but questions
We all need meaning, but where do we start?
Why do we start? Why do we end?
Everyone embarks to ascend or descend
Life is short, but living is sweet
With places to go and people to meet
We yearn to be swept off our feet
The sweep can be erratic and compelling
To be taken in by the brisk occurrence
To genuinely embrace it while it's propelling
But sometimes the broom's a brush
And you're brushed away like dust
Say "So long" to the rush
And "Farewell" to the lust
No one ever entirely adjusts
You live and learn. In any case, you live
The world is a densely complex place
But we can trudge through at our own pace
Time is merely a conception
A synthetic perception
It's our lives that need embracing
It's our problems we need to be facing
Answers may still be lacking
Whilst questions continue their stacking
Yet such is life; as unpredictable as it is inexplicable
Everywhere, it seems, answers are absent
From the vastness above and the horizons around
To the wind in the air and the dirt on the ground
Everything's full of nothing, nothing but questions
We all need meaning, but where do we start?
Why do we start? Why do we end?
Everyone embarks to ascend or descend
Life is short, but living is sweet
With places to go and people to meet
We yearn to be swept off our feet
The sweep can be erratic and compelling
To be taken in by the brisk occurrence
To genuinely embrace it while it's propelling
But sometimes the broom's a brush
And you're brushed away like dust
Say "So long" to the rush
And "Farewell" to the lust
No one ever entirely adjusts
You live and learn. In any case, you live
The world is a densely complex place
But we can trudge through at our own pace
Time is merely a conception
A synthetic perception
It's our lives that need embracing
It's our problems we need to be facing
Answers may still be lacking
Whilst questions continue their stacking
Yet such is life; as unpredictable as it is inexplicable
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That was terrible
I think you know that, don't you?
do better next time.
Just in case this sounds to harsh Flowers and I know each other quite well :P
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Thats a lie. I've never seen that man before in my life and his constant haikus for a time had nothing to do with the creation of this thread!!
Im deathly afraid to post my words online for fear they'll cease to be mine. So instead, I leave this short little rhyme to feel like I've now grown a spine.
You know I have proof
stop with your traitorous lies
and admit the truth
You know you could create something new
so you don't have to worry about feeling blue :P
Oh what a neat thread. Recently I've been working on practicing my poetry, though it is far from my main form of expression. In class we are covering a lot of foreign poets and it has all been very inspiring, well, admittedly I could do without some of the romanticism poetry but I digress.
I have an MFA in poetry, have published some poems, and have edited a couple of books. If anyone has any questions about that kind of stuff, ask away
While reflecting on imaginary friends and the movie Drop Dead Fred I went searching for poems on imaginary friends and found this one for children off the hop.
My friend, Sherla, was hard to see
for Mom and Dad, not me.
My imaginary friend was all I had.
I'm an only child, you see.
Most times Sherla was really good.
We did puzzles, read, and played.
We made our beds and cleaned our room
ALMOST every single day.
But sometimes Sherla spilled my milk,
sometimes she wrote on walls,
sometimes she told me not to come
when Mom and Daddy called.
I had to have a talk with her
about being a naughty kid,
cause I'm the one who got time out
for all the things she did.
It's different now, I go to school
and I have friends everywhere.
Sherla doesn't come here now
and I thought I she didn't care.
Mom told me Sherla's 'special'
cause only I could see,
but now she lives with someone else
who needs her more than me.
C.J. Heck
Now, I really want to find others.
My friend, Sherla, was hard to see
for Mom and Dad, not me.
My imaginary friend was all I had.
I'm an only child, you see.
Most times Sherla was really good.
We did puzzles, read, and played.
We made our beds and cleaned our room
ALMOST every single day.
But sometimes Sherla spilled my milk,
sometimes she wrote on walls,
sometimes she told me not to come
when Mom and Daddy called.
I had to have a talk with her
about being a naughty kid,
cause I'm the one who got time out
for all the things she did.
It's different now, I go to school
and I have friends everywhere.
Sherla doesn't come here now
and I thought I she didn't care.
Mom told me Sherla's 'special'
cause only I could see,
but now she lives with someone else
who needs her more than me.
C.J. Heck
Now, I really want to find others.
There's a new thread that's been posted and it's one that perfectly
Suits my taste and suits my humor, oh my God it's just for me
I have to spend a moment, just a minute of my time
To slap a witty post together, both smart and sublime
Maybe I will start it with some humor, how's a pun?
Nah, puns are overrated, so Frank Castle's work is done
How about a joke? One day three guys, they hit a bar
But once their faces hit the brass, they didn't get too far!
No stupid, that's just stupid, that's an old one and so lame!
If I post that ancient joke, I know I'd get some blame
Or how about a quote about a vote in which a stoat
Voted its stoat vote against a goat behind a moat?
Eh, even guys named Seuss who could claim a PhD
Would reject that stupid concept; so I guess I do agree
Forget opening with humor! Let's get into the meat
Of this thread's main concept, the one that's making heat!
...I don't know that much about this. Although I thought I did
But now that I am reading, I feel like a little kid
But joy oh joy, am I in luck! This kind of thing ain't tricky!
I sneakily abscond away straight to the topic's wiki!
A newly minted expert, I return to sainted thread
'Cause I must loose this zinger now before it flees my head
My fingers fly, it's do or die, they smack the keys like hammers!
Red lines show up like bloody scars; screw you, no time for grammar!
I press submit with bated breath
My genius is composed!
Only to see
Appear to me
This thread has now
Been closed
Suits my taste and suits my humor, oh my God it's just for me
I have to spend a moment, just a minute of my time
To slap a witty post together, both smart and sublime
Maybe I will start it with some humor, how's a pun?
Nah, puns are overrated, so Frank Castle's work is done
How about a joke? One day three guys, they hit a bar
But once their faces hit the brass, they didn't get too far!
No stupid, that's just stupid, that's an old one and so lame!
If I post that ancient joke, I know I'd get some blame
Or how about a quote about a vote in which a stoat
Voted its stoat vote against a goat behind a moat?
Eh, even guys named Seuss who could claim a PhD
Would reject that stupid concept; so I guess I do agree
Forget opening with humor! Let's get into the meat
Of this thread's main concept, the one that's making heat!
...I don't know that much about this. Although I thought I did
But now that I am reading, I feel like a little kid
But joy oh joy, am I in luck! This kind of thing ain't tricky!
I sneakily abscond away straight to the topic's wiki!
A newly minted expert, I return to sainted thread
'Cause I must loose this zinger now before it flees my head
My fingers fly, it's do or die, they smack the keys like hammers!
Red lines show up like bloody scars; screw you, no time for grammar!
I press submit with bated breath
My genius is composed!
Only to see
Appear to me
This thread has now
Been closed
Who should I be following? I'm a big fan of Aria Aber, Ada Limon, Luther Hughes, and Terrance Hayes.
Hey, nice. I like all of them. The last Terrence Hayes book is probably my favorite thing in a long time.
I think Jericho Brown, Jos Charles, Simone White, Timothy Donelley, Oliver de la Paz, and Harriet Mullen are worth looking at. There's more, I'm sure, that's just what first jumps out.
Jericho Brown is very active on twitter, so he's a good way to find other people to check out
I finished Langston Hughes' Weary Blues last week and absolutely reccomend that to anyone.
The South, Caribbean Sunset, Mother to Son, Proem, and Epilogue are standouts within it.
The South, Caribbean Sunset, Mother to Son, Proem, and Epilogue are standouts within it.
So it's kinda blowing my mind that the thread I posted song lyrics in is old enough for the song to now be finished, mixed, mastered, and released
I haven't really brushed up on traditional poetry in what feels like a year now, which sucks since I kinda enjoy working with it. It's fun. But also song lyrics are cool too.
Oh dear, this thread is a year old. I thought it was about 4 months old. Time is getting away from me.
Phoenix is misspelt in the OP.
I don't have a new contribution at this time.
Phoenix is misspelt in the OP.
I don't have a new contribution at this time.
I have to admit,
It was nice to see updates.
It's been quite a while...
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What are some good websites/magazines to keep an eye out for if I want to read more poetry.
That's dumb. Th eenglish language is dumb. Why is the o silent? Why????
Right? I'm very happy with how active the thread is atm. Might even get to page 3!! Does make me miss the poetry challenges but alas!
Just something that popped into my head.
Sinking into state of mind
Sitting in a solemn seat
With nothingness accompanying
Me in these quaint quarters
Where there are webs weaved
On the wooden walls that wail
At the dancing flame inside the
Quarters I alone reside
Watching the world burn
In the humble fireplace.
Sinking into state of mind
Sitting in a solemn seat
With nothingness accompanying
Me in these quaint quarters
Where there are webs weaved
On the wooden walls that wail
At the dancing flame inside the
Quarters I alone reside
Watching the world burn
In the humble fireplace.
This has potential.
I'm not the one you asked, but...
Poetry Foundation
Griffin Poetry Prize
Poets.org
Poetry Society UK
readalittlepoetry.wordpress.com
The Paris Review
Perverse Mag
Cha Asian Blog
POETRY magazine
Third Coast Mag
As for presses, I have so much faith in Graywolf Press that I expect anything they release to be good, and this is how I discovered Catherine Barnett and Sally Wen Mao. Coffee House Press and Wave Books are also generally great.
But surprisingly enough, Twitter is the richest pool of poems and poetry studies you can draw from, speaking from personal experience. I've found a lot of excellent and diverse and even crazy material there. It's also the most wholesome community on the site. Just follow a few active poets and sites (I recommend Luther Hughes, Caroline Bird, Sam Sax, Victoria Chang, the aforementioned Jericho Brown, and Aria Aber to start) and it snowballs from there.
Some stuff I first found on Twitter:
Excerpt from Arkaye Kierulf's Textbook Statistics
From Diana Khoi Nguyen's Ghost Of
Ada Limon
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I have nothing to post but a prose tribute to a poet. I have heard this song only one time a long time ago, but it never quits my mind until I quit smoking, like a mantra. So thank you Allen !
Dont smoke dont smoke dont smoke
Dont smoke
It's a nine billion dollar
Capitalist Communist joke
Dont smoke dont smoke dont smoke dont smoke
Dont smoke
Smoking makes you cough,
You cant sing straight
You gargle on saliva
& vomit on your plate
Dont smoke dont smoke dont smoke dont smoke,
Dont smoke smoke smoke smoke
You smoke in bed
You smoke on the hill
Smoke till yr dead
You smoke in Hell
Dont smoke dont smoke in living Hell Dope Dope
Dont smoke dont smoke dont smoke
You puff your fag
You suck your butt
You choke & gag
Teeth full of crud
Smoke smoke smoke smoke Dont dont dont
Dont Dont Dope Dope Dope Dont Smoke Dont Dope
Pay your two bucks
for a deathly pack
Trust your bad luck
& smoke in the sack
Dont Smoke Dont Smoke Nicotine Nicotine No
No dont smoke the official Dope Smoke Dope Dope
Four Billion dollars in Green
'swat Madison Avenue gets
t' advertise nicotine
& hook you radical brats
Dont Smoke Dont Smoke Dont Smoke
Nope Nope Dope Dope Hoax Hax Hoax Hoax
Dopey Dope Dopey Dope Dope Dope dope dope
Black magic pushes dope
Sexy chicks in cars
America loses hope
& smokes and drinks in bars
Don't smoke dont smoke dont smoke,
dont smoke dont dont dont dont dont
choke choke choke choke kaf kaf
Kaf Kaf Choke Choke
Choke Choke Dope Dope
Communism's flopped
Let's help the Soviet millions
Sell 'em our Coffin-Nails
& make a couple billions
Big Bucks Big Bucks bucks bucks
bucks bucks smoke smoke smoke smoke
smoke Bucks smoke bucks Dope bucks big
Dope Bucks Dig Big Dope Bucks Big Dope
Bucks dont smoke big dope bucks
Dig big Pig dope bucks
Nine billion bucks a year
a Southern Industry
Buys Senator Jesse Fear who pushes Tobacco subsidy
In the Senate Foreign Relations Committee
Dope smokes dope smokes dont smoke dont smoke
Cloak cloak cloak room cloak & dagger
smoke room cloak room dope cloak
cloak room dope cloak room dope dont smoke
Nine billion bucks for dope
approved by Time & Life
America loses hope
The President smokes Tobacco votes
Dont Smoke dont smoke dont smoke dont smoke
Dont smoke nope nope nope nope
30 thousand die of coke or
Illegal speed each year
430 thousand cigarette deaths
That's the drug to fear
In USA Dont smoke Dont smoke Dont smoke
Get Hooked on Cigarettes
Go Fight the War on Drugs
Smoke any other Weed
Get bust by Government Thugs
Dont smoke dont smoke the official dope
If you will get in bed
& give your girlfriend head
then you wont want a fag
Nor evermore a drag
Dont Smoke dont smoke Hope Hope Hope Hope
O Please Dont Smoke Dont Smoke
O Please O Please O Please
I'm calling on my knees
Twenty-four hours in bed
& give your boyfriend head
Put something in your mouth
Like skin not cigarette filth
Suck tit suck tit suck cock suck cock
suck clit suck prick suck it
but dont smoke nicotine dont smoke
dont smoke nicotine nicotine it's
too obscene dont smoke dont smoke
nicotine suck cock suck prick suck tit
suck clit suck it But dont smoke shit nope
nope nope nope Dope Dope Dope Dope
the official dope Dont Smoke
Make believe yer sick
Stay in bed and lick
yr cigarette habit greed
One day's all you need
In deed in deed in deed in deed smoke weed
smoke weed Put something green
in between but don't smoke smoke dont smoke
hope hope hope hope Nicotine dont
smoke the official dope
Dope Dope Dope Dope Dont Smoke
Smoke weed indeed smoke grass yass yass
smoke pot but not nicotine no no
indeed it's too obscene
put something green
in between your lips get hip not square
listen to my wail don't dare smoke coffin nails
ugh ugh ugh ugh the government Drug
official habit for Mr. Babbitt
Dont smoke the official dope
dope dope dope dope don't smoke
Dont Smoke Dont Smoke.
Dont smoke
It's a nine billion dollar
Capitalist Communist joke
Dont smoke dont smoke dont smoke dont smoke
Dont smoke
Smoking makes you cough,
You cant sing straight
You gargle on saliva
& vomit on your plate
Dont smoke dont smoke dont smoke dont smoke,
Dont smoke smoke smoke smoke
You smoke in bed
You smoke on the hill
Smoke till yr dead
You smoke in Hell
Dont smoke dont smoke in living Hell Dope Dope
Dont smoke dont smoke dont smoke
You puff your fag
You suck your butt
You choke & gag
Teeth full of crud
Smoke smoke smoke smoke Dont dont dont
Dont Dont Dope Dope Dope Dont Smoke Dont Dope
Pay your two bucks
for a deathly pack
Trust your bad luck
& smoke in the sack
Dont Smoke Dont Smoke Nicotine Nicotine No
No dont smoke the official Dope Smoke Dope Dope
Four Billion dollars in Green
'swat Madison Avenue gets
t' advertise nicotine
& hook you radical brats
Dont Smoke Dont Smoke Dont Smoke
Nope Nope Dope Dope Hoax Hax Hoax Hoax
Dopey Dope Dopey Dope Dope Dope dope dope
Black magic pushes dope
Sexy chicks in cars
America loses hope
& smokes and drinks in bars
Don't smoke dont smoke dont smoke,
dont smoke dont dont dont dont dont
choke choke choke choke kaf kaf
Kaf Kaf Choke Choke
Choke Choke Dope Dope
Communism's flopped
Let's help the Soviet millions
Sell 'em our Coffin-Nails
& make a couple billions
Big Bucks Big Bucks bucks bucks
bucks bucks smoke smoke smoke smoke
smoke Bucks smoke bucks Dope bucks big
Dope Bucks Dig Big Dope Bucks Big Dope
Bucks dont smoke big dope bucks
Dig big Pig dope bucks
Nine billion bucks a year
a Southern Industry
Buys Senator Jesse Fear who pushes Tobacco subsidy
In the Senate Foreign Relations Committee
Dope smokes dope smokes dont smoke dont smoke
Cloak cloak cloak room cloak & dagger
smoke room cloak room dope cloak
cloak room dope cloak room dope dont smoke
Nine billion bucks for dope
approved by Time & Life
America loses hope
The President smokes Tobacco votes
Dont Smoke dont smoke dont smoke dont smoke
Dont smoke nope nope nope nope
30 thousand die of coke or
Illegal speed each year
430 thousand cigarette deaths
That's the drug to fear
In USA Dont smoke Dont smoke Dont smoke
Get Hooked on Cigarettes
Go Fight the War on Drugs
Smoke any other Weed
Get bust by Government Thugs
Dont smoke dont smoke the official dope
If you will get in bed
& give your girlfriend head
then you wont want a fag
Nor evermore a drag
Dont Smoke dont smoke Hope Hope Hope Hope
O Please Dont Smoke Dont Smoke
O Please O Please O Please
I'm calling on my knees
Twenty-four hours in bed
& give your boyfriend head
Put something in your mouth
Like skin not cigarette filth
Suck tit suck tit suck cock suck cock
suck clit suck prick suck it
but dont smoke nicotine dont smoke
dont smoke nicotine nicotine it's
too obscene dont smoke dont smoke
nicotine suck cock suck prick suck tit
suck clit suck it But dont smoke shit nope
nope nope nope Dope Dope Dope Dope
the official dope Dont Smoke
Make believe yer sick
Stay in bed and lick
yr cigarette habit greed
One day's all you need
In deed in deed in deed in deed smoke weed
smoke weed Put something green
in between but don't smoke smoke dont smoke
hope hope hope hope Nicotine dont
smoke the official dope
Dope Dope Dope Dope Dont Smoke
Smoke weed indeed smoke grass yass yass
smoke pot but not nicotine no no
indeed it's too obscene
put something green
in between your lips get hip not square
listen to my wail don't dare smoke coffin nails
ugh ugh ugh ugh the government Drug
official habit for Mr. Babbitt
Dont smoke the official dope
dope dope dope dope don't smoke
Dont Smoke Dont Smoke.
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I really liked this one. I'm also a sucker for that kinda loose formatting for poems.
Aw, thank you. I wasn't feeling confident about it so this really helped.
