Homer poured, in thousand wrote.
Distant lands with swords smote.
Hate and fate spelt siege of troy.
Famous made by wooden ploy.
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Today in the bazaar; I witnessed an altercation...heated imbroglio...I tried to knit up the diatribe and convert it into a poem...have time read it.. not much as poetry just a spur of the moment impromptu thing.
Eye for an eye.
Ear for an ear.
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Glittering, gleaming, fairly sighs.
Wrinkled, shriveled, wizened eyes.
Beware! Sham vibrant fetching ties.
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Parisian cops 'Looked for the woman'
'Cherchez la femme'-grunts a cayman!
Mostly men, when lose their money.
Say we all, there's somewhere a honey.
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Tarry a while o cursed Jew
Antonio, aye, has ticks few
He be thine, upon his word
On point of sword, it be heard!
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(@ the imagination valley)
pretty views of spread out valley
so many boys the girls too rally
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Ogling breasts some pesky prick
But! Ah the perfect roasted chick
Bill was tickled and had a grin
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(my brilliant star who is no more……a sad poem)
Life is a rainbow
With countless vibrant shades
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Verily nip yon repulsive bud.
Roil hands in frothing suds.
The black prince spurs.
Thou callest em racial slurs.
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A torch is taken and another sent
To the wretched ones a hope is lent
From florence sent to kotkata slums
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