Ima Ryma Poems

I am at the grocery store,
Moving with my cart down the aisle.
In the middle of the aisle floor
Is a sight that raises my bile.
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The grown-up worst of trick or treat
Has naturally come to pass.
Parents must now x-ray each sweet
For razor blades and broken glass.
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I got a Christmas card this year
From Chet, who had died months before.
The card wished the normal good cheer.
Then Chet continued writing more.
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It started off as just a dare -
To test myself if I could kill;
No matter whom or when or where,
The randomness became the thrill.
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They came together in the room,
Of every gender, creed and race;
And they included those of whom
Had disabilities to face.
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My Dad stayed in his neighborhood,
Because he felt liked and safe there,
That people around him were good,
And willing to help and to care.
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It is a service we provide,
To meet an ever booming need
Of customers that are world wide,
Of all religion, race and creed.
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Billy Graham drove into town,
To give a sermon at a church.
Though a reverend of renown,
He always was on the soul search.
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It's late at night and I decide
To take a short cut walking through
The cemetery in quick stride.
I hear a tapping sound, I do.
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Poisonous or venomous be
Two ways that some animals do
A strong toxin delivery
To such other animals who
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