Poetry competition CLOSED 20th June 2017 11:13pm
WINNER
Fizzle (Ammiture)
Fizzle (Ammiture)
RUNNERS-UP:
David_Macleod
and Jade-Pandora
Page:
100 days later
Poetry Contest Description
Donald Trump is off to his playdate in Saudi Arabia to meet his likeminded despotic friends. Kim Jong Un does not get invited. Despite how upset he is, he decides to share his toys anyway.
Yes the nutters are in charge, this is an extension of my original WW3 comp. Its like the most twisted evil soap opera where the deviant fiends in the world have gone head to head in some bizzarre willy measuring contest. Both have realised they have shrivled peepees and are now comparing nukes.
100 days later not 28 days later
Zombies would have been easier to deal with than the egos of these two inverted penis, closet misanthropes.
RHYME!
100 days later not 28 days later
Zombies would have been easier to deal with than the egos of these two inverted penis, closet misanthropes.
RHYME!
Disco Armageddon
(to the tune of "Funkytown" https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xF77Y1JLScc )
Did you hear the news of the clown, in North Korea?
Trump just went to Riyadh so that he could Tweet to you and me.
Well, he yapped about,
yapped about
yapped about
nuking….
Kim Jong Un’s
getting too
big for his boo-oo-ties.
Gotta Tweet on!
Gotta Tweet on!
Won’t you show it on—Fake Fox News!
Won’t you show it on—Fake Fox News!
(cow-bell)
Did you hear the news of the Crown Prince, overseas?
Kim Jong wants to nuke him, too--so that he can rule with ease.
Well he’s just too short,
just too short,
just too short,
to reach the key….
Not tall enough
to hit the “GO!”
the button for nu—oo-king.
Gotta Tweet on!
Gotta Tweet on!
Won’t you show it on—Fake Fox News!
Won’t you show it on—Fake Fox News!
(cow-bell—and, fade….)
(to the tune of "Funkytown" https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xF77Y1JLScc )
Did you hear the news of the clown, in North Korea?
Trump just went to Riyadh so that he could Tweet to you and me.
Well, he yapped about,
yapped about
yapped about
nuking….
Kim Jong Un’s
getting too
big for his boo-oo-ties.
Gotta Tweet on!
Gotta Tweet on!
Won’t you show it on—Fake Fox News!
Won’t you show it on—Fake Fox News!
(cow-bell)
Did you hear the news of the Crown Prince, overseas?
Kim Jong wants to nuke him, too--so that he can rule with ease.
Well he’s just too short,
just too short,
just too short,
to reach the key….
Not tall enough
to hit the “GO!”
the button for nu—oo-king.
Gotta Tweet on!
Gotta Tweet on!
Won’t you show it on—Fake Fox News!
Won’t you show it on—Fake Fox News!
(cow-bell—and, fade….)
Next
Small men in large chairs
Medd’ling in our affairs.
Making decisions of who lives and dies,
Gods among men, in their own eyes .
Choosing what’s best for
Woman and man,
Boy and girl..
Assuming they can.
But whose plan is best,
Working for all the rest;
All of the people in all of the world
The women and men; boys and girls.
Diplomacy is
Quickly dismissed.
Might makes right;
The law of the fists.
The missiles deployed,
The armed forces employed.
Massive destruction is felt everywhere.
Under the bombs bursting in air.
Great cities in ruins.
So many dead.
Those who aren’t
Wish they were instead.
Written by Fizzle
(Ammiture)
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AFTER I I I
Who's this Lilith, the abort-er
Eating fetus, drawn & quartered
In her drama's world arena.
Bring the next match, seraphima.
Must be three's a lucky number
That she dreams if e'er she slumber.
There's no catch, she loves all of war;
War of III was all she hoped for.
Now hostess Lil' throws quite the bash
Since everything's reduced to trash.
Stock markets round the world have crashed.
Computer files all ransom cash.
The way we used to live & play,
We reconsider yesterday.
There wasn't need for troops with guns,
Or bombs to drop from which we'd run.
We just pretend we never heard
Of climate change & Donald Turd,
Of Vladimir & news that's fake,
Fat boy Jong-Un & birthday cake.
The drinks are on the one called Queen,
Though we shan't bow, and she can't sing.
Aye, Dave you got me there. It is a blatantly lefty political rant. Make the poem as long as you like. Old or new is fine as long as it is relevant. If you want to collab thats cool and I blatantly endorse rhymes. Sorry for the lack of clarity but I have been watching a lot of Teresa May recently and I guess it has rubbed off. Write as many times as you feel is adequate.
To be fair though David Macleod are you really going to let me tell you how it is?
Unfortunately I think you already did. The competition is fairly clear.
You could have sent a private message to me if you were unclear but instead......
Are you pals with Jonny Blaze? He does love to argue over fuck all and incite irrelevant rage.
To be fair though David Macleod are you really going to let me tell you how it is?
Unfortunately I think you already did. The competition is fairly clear.
You could have sent a private message to me if you were unclear but instead......
Are you pals with Jonny Blaze? He does love to argue over fuck all and incite irrelevant rage.
Now, you could have kept it pleasant or as pleasant as the content of your instruction would allow. The first paragraph was fine. You called me "Dave." and it was full of understanding. Apparently you couldn't keep that going for long. From that point it was antagonistic and insulting - absolutely no need
I never love "to argue over fuck all." or "incite irrelevant rage." - I am sure Jonny Blaze can speak for himself. If the competition was in any way clear I would not have asked relevant questions. It appears that the irrelevant rage is all yours - well done you! - As for private messaging I tend to reserve that for friends I know well
Your rudeness is completely irrelevant and unwarranted
I never love "to argue over fuck all." or "incite irrelevant rage." - I am sure Jonny Blaze can speak for himself. If the competition was in any way clear I would not have asked relevant questions. It appears that the irrelevant rage is all yours - well done you! - As for private messaging I tend to reserve that for friends I know well
Your rudeness is completely irrelevant and unwarranted
Cockroach Poetry
When the bombs start to drop
I won’t be there to make them stop
I am glad to say, I’ll be happily gone
When mankind sings its final song
When all stand and shake their fists
Their regret, they didn’t slit their wrists
Induced by a simple political corruption
Morphs into mutually assured destruction
Man's inability to admit that he is wrong
Man's arrogance not being allowed for long
It all started right here
With ignorance and fear
With unrivalled hatred
Intelligence now jaded
Egos wildly unchecked
Mans’ existence wrecked
Compromise viewed as cowardice
Sends you all to the abyss
No Satan, no god
Religion a fraud
Mankind slowly melts
Pointless chastity belts
Spared by the blast
The diseased dies fast
Humanity without distinction
Ear-marked for extinction
Despite any and all pacts
Fake news, alternative facts
No slogans no sound bites
No marches, no cock fights
No more moronic riots
Finally the earth quiets
Then all is still
No human left to kill
I hope cockroaches
Write better poetry
When the bombs start to drop
I won’t be there to make them stop
I am glad to say, I’ll be happily gone
When mankind sings its final song
When all stand and shake their fists
Their regret, they didn’t slit their wrists
Induced by a simple political corruption
Morphs into mutually assured destruction
Man's inability to admit that he is wrong
Man's arrogance not being allowed for long
It all started right here
With ignorance and fear
With unrivalled hatred
Intelligence now jaded
Egos wildly unchecked
Mans’ existence wrecked
Compromise viewed as cowardice
Sends you all to the abyss
No Satan, no god
Religion a fraud
Mankind slowly melts
Pointless chastity belts
Spared by the blast
The diseased dies fast
Humanity without distinction
Ear-marked for extinction
Despite any and all pacts
Fake news, alternative facts
No slogans no sound bites
No marches, no cock fights
No more moronic riots
Finally the earth quiets
Then all is still
No human left to kill
I hope cockroaches
Write better poetry
ComposedWith said, "Sorry fella, I am a prick on occasion."
I have a lot of respect for a person like ComposedWITH who can admit their mistakes. For we all can be 'pricks' from time to time...Wait A Minute! I forgot, there's this one guy who's never even had to apologize to God!
Please Note: Donald Trump is the exception. See link for the truth.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NyDbOHvfdiE
My guess is that Kim Jong has never had to apologize to anyone either. With two perfect people who are antagonists, each armed with nuclear bombs that are 100 times more powerful then the one dropped on Hiroshima, what possibly could go wrong?
I have a lot of respect for a person like ComposedWITH who can admit their mistakes. For we all can be 'pricks' from time to time...Wait A Minute! I forgot, there's this one guy who's never even had to apologize to God!
Please Note: Donald Trump is the exception. See link for the truth.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NyDbOHvfdiE
My guess is that Kim Jong has never had to apologize to anyone either. With two perfect people who are antagonists, each armed with nuclear bombs that are 100 times more powerful then the one dropped on Hiroshima, what possibly could go wrong?
Anonymous
-Blue Corn Chips-
Seriously, what difference does anything make these days? Faker news & social ills media...really? It's all a bunch of shit.
She say's "toematoe" & he say's "tomato"...so fucking what? It's still a round red thing that tastes good with salt & sometimes pepper.
We kill each other over politics & religion & road rage & cheating hearts & a whole bunch of other stupid shit.
So what, I believe in a God that might not be the one you you believe in. What difference does it make? I'm not going to the sacrifice feast anytime soon.
Trump is across the sea.
So is Kim.
Both are douche bags @ times. They can't be all bad. Unless of course the media paints that picture & puts it out to the masses by billionaire media company owners.....but really, name one politician, male or female who isn't. They spend our hard earned money like drunken sailors & they love it when we fight like junkyard dogs or competing poets trying to make a point...
How does any of this really affect any us?
Crap....I'm just trying to pay my bills.
I read somewhere that the chances of me being killed in a terrorist attack tomorrow are like ten trillion to one.
Twenty years from now, Trump or Kim won't even be a household name.
Well maybe Kim will be, it's a common female name.
Not sure what a Trump is.....
Seriously, what difference does anything make these days? Faker news & social ills media...really? It's all a bunch of shit.
She say's "toematoe" & he say's "tomato"...so fucking what? It's still a round red thing that tastes good with salt & sometimes pepper.
We kill each other over politics & religion & road rage & cheating hearts & a whole bunch of other stupid shit.
So what, I believe in a God that might not be the one you you believe in. What difference does it make? I'm not going to the sacrifice feast anytime soon.
Trump is across the sea.
So is Kim.
Both are douche bags @ times. They can't be all bad. Unless of course the media paints that picture & puts it out to the masses by billionaire media company owners.....but really, name one politician, male or female who isn't. They spend our hard earned money like drunken sailors & they love it when we fight like junkyard dogs or competing poets trying to make a point...
How does any of this really affect any us?
Crap....I'm just trying to pay my bills.
I read somewhere that the chances of me being killed in a terrorist attack tomorrow are like ten trillion to one.
Twenty years from now, Trump or Kim won't even be a household name.
Well maybe Kim will be, it's a common female name.
Not sure what a Trump is.....
"Don't Trust the News"
propaganda feeding
the hunger of a
crying common man
leaving him blind to
what surrounds him
sucking his energy
letting him dry and die
"Don't Trust the Government"
every nation, every land
every country thrived on
an idealism sugar coated
to make the simple minded
worship that same idea
and kill for it...
the media runs campaigns
to cover the truth
filter the news to corrupt
the minds of the population
if the so called mass media says
not to trust the president
who do we trust?
men created the system
then men fought against it
refuse to accept the results
whoever won, has won
by the system
half rowing towards left
another half towards the right
the canoe floats without
a direction to move
when the hunger growls
they feed a bottle
with a different flavour
and we sleep like
satisfied babies
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