Best Popularity Poems

What's the attraction with all this POPularity crappola in poetry?
  --- if nobody remembers your name in fifty years,
  we're all on the same boat....
  if they remember your name in fifty years,
  then you're way beyond popular ---
  (you...

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Trump Elevetation to Popularity

Trump popularity is extraordinary
Draws those of low income and ordinary
And what we never know
Who next on will throw a crushing blow
Attitude between ist's and ism's does vary.

This includes all ism's except realism
and catechism. Jim Horn...

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Popularity is being around people who make you happy
Occupying real friends you can count on
Popularity is having that hole filled sharply
Under whatever circumstance you on
Loved by the people that matter dearly
And those surrounding your region
Remembering the real friends you have clearly
In mind that they're like...

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As candidate of popularity contest
In generating school fund was like a test
I’ve witnessed my parent’s full support
Selling big grilled chicken was their last resort.

We got lots of visitors who came to bid
My dad pleaded, “Please do this for my kid!”
From ten thousand pesos, old men...

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All of the sheep, walk, skip, and frolic merrily forward. Alongside fellow companions

Your neighbor, ones kin, and ones colleges. Passively flowing downstream

Base 10. A number. Of no tactile measure. Yet growing, multiplying. Binary fission.

Are we all not but identical? We desperately vie for security amongst...

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Hilarity At Hillary Popularity

Heard they were having much hilarity
With Hillary and all of her popularity
With appearances that are populating 
And her challengers are all hesitating.

They will blatantly need an antidote
No one for them does want to vote
Like plague Republicans are treated
They themselves are being self-defeated.

Self-defeating...

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Outskirts of the eye,
you have it all together,
grade school--
beauty seems to be
The only factor
birds of a feather-
flock together,
in crowd-
I guess you have 
it made forever,

Until one day
Daddy loses his job,
You move to the projects
Without warning your house
Gets robbed,
You definitely don't
want to put your 
pride to...

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What's the point in being cool

I won't last forever

It's like a fleeting dove

It will stay for a while

But leave ever so quickly

You can not keep it

So why even join in

The Popularity Contest....

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The pressure was just to intense
She didn't want her innocence
Taken away by someone
She didn't really know or love
All because she felt ashamed
Never playing the sex games
Her friends talk about a lot
Daily she's put on the spot
To lose a piece of childhood
When it doesn't feel good
Being...

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Bottom line's about popularity
  Achieved through division, polarity
    No chants of 'Learn, baby, learn'
    No yells for 'Earn, baby, earn'
  The sixties shouted 'Burn, baby, burn'  

  Fast forward to today, nothing has changed
 ...

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I dreamt
I was a big success
a public speaker
much sought after
I was in such high demand
forever invited
to travel the world

One day I was
up north in Nunavut
that’s not too far
from the North Pole
I stepped up to the podium
I looked out at everyone

I froze
unable to
get a word out
I...

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Victory or defeat, it’s all bittersweet.
Mediocrity, I try not to be. 
So I wore designer jeans,
Weighed a hundred fifteen.
To earn a spot in the cool kids’ books, 
You’ve got to first have the looks. 

May the in-crowd never die,
May their pride stay in their eyes.
May...

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“She was your cousin?”
    They would all echo,
        their half-faux-sympathy was pathetic,
    and it made me feel even
        more so.

     ...

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Funny isn't it?
The day I don't save your seats.
Suddenly I'm a ghost,
It's the day you start ignoring me.
And I realized you never truly cared about being my friend.
None of my efforts mattered in the end.
It was only those front row seats.
Sheesh.

I'm still pricking my own...

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I’ve handled wealth I’ve handled money and all I got was vanity
All my precious time wasn’t used to build Christianity
Only based on fame taking my own popularity
Chasing around the wind just to get my prosperity

Now! Am ready to take the cross
Christ died for me and...

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