Long Literarily Poems

When I was a lad and somewhat brash
I often read the poems of Ogden Nash,
whose humourous rhymes on many themes,
was motivation for my own poetic dreams.

Later when I took to reading Edgar Allen Poe,
more of...

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I wrote a great book, part memoir, part novel
Shopped it around, I ain’t too proud to grovel
Got kicked upstairs to a big publishing head
He invited me in, and here's what was said:

This screed you call...

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As par and parcel of being
    alive wire impossible aye
to maintain totally tubularly
     literarily celibate by and bye
with parochial restraint antiseptic dry
as dust poetic refrains
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DESTROYER vs' GARETH # 3

You hit me a bit on the 3rd round
I'm not easy to knock on the ground
Literarily I'm still on my feet
In poetry, there are no side effects
Still your words have no...

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Three thousand ginger bread cookies 
On a purple path to shade 
Twisted Time Diagonally 
Elusively Disfiguring Reality 
Green was Blue 
Blue was Happy 
Happy was Sneezy 
And the other Six dwarves 
never showed 
They didn't...

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Beyond celestial mist
There is something real yet only in dream it will exist
Kaleidoscope of unimaginable amount of shapes will persist
To be in the ethereal midst 

The shapes are beautiful and sublime
They enchant more and more...

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I'm not another statistic
I'm someone who is optimistic
But, still realistic
And literarily artistic

Don't wanna be another statistic
Another stupid black youth
On trial being sworn in to telling the truth
Another quote, unquote "black"
On the corner selling weed, crack,...

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Versatility, versatility,
I have no problem with that,
But my versatility's
Not virtuosity,
Those two don't go tit-for-tat.

It's a true revelation
When my inspiration
Comes seemingly out of thin air,
But I don't analyze
I just write and revise,
I'm so happy my muse...

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You poetry reviewers sitting high on your opinions, 

                  placing us on your literary skewers. 

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You poetry reviewers sitting high on your opinions, 

                  placing us on your literary skewers. 

  ...

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I’m a Type A Poet,
  literarily incorrect

And in the company of fools,
  my pen goes for their neck

They sing to the choir,
  while we cry and spill blood

Their trash in the fire,
...

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I’m a Type A Poet,
  literarily incorrect

In the company of fools,
  my pen goes for their neck

They sing to the choir,
  while we cry and spill blood

Their trash in the fire,
 ...

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