Poetry competition CLOSED 22nd July 2022 8:18am
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wallyroo92
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RUNNERS-UP: AspergerPoet56 and Razzerleaf

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EGGS

NANCY_RDZ_STORIES
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Poetry Contest

WRITE ABOUT WHY YOU LOVE EGGS OR NOT.... WRITE ABOUT SOMETHING FUNNY, SAD, MAD, SCARY OR A NIGHTMARE YOU HAD ABOUT EGGS. PLEASE BE CREATIVE. NO LESS THEN 50 WORDS. POETRY PLEASE.


AspergerPoet56
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I Eat[unborn chicks]

i am
complicit
in murder
but i
don't
care

i love eggs

poached
hard boiled
scrambled
omelette
soft boiled
(with soldiers)

it don't
matter how
they are done
tasty bites
mixed with onion
and ham

a cannibel
in my
hunger
so many
unborn
chicks

i confess
my crime
judge me not
for i am
compelled
to eat eggs




NANCY_RDZ_STORIES
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Thank you AspergerPoet56 for participating hun, love the idea you put in this poem. Good luck 🤗

Razzerleaf
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Why did the chicken cross the road ?

Colin is an egg turner,
he turns eggs
until they crack,
then he hands
the chicks to Jack.
Jack is a chick feeder
he feeds up broilers.

Broilers get fat fast
so fat, they cant reach water
and their legs snap
under their own weight.

Meet the transport fleet
crammed into cases
at just seven weeks
broken legs, wings and beaks

Colin's daughter manages
the slaughter.
She puts them into shackles
cuts their throats
and boils off their feathers.

She sometimes forgets
to cut their throats.
Written by Razzerleaf
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NANCY_RDZ_STORIES
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Great poem Razzerleaf thanks for participating and sharing. Good luck 🙂

robert43041
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Eggs tossed.

Eggs are a weapon of choice
So are tomatoes (or tom-hey-toes, depending)
But eggs I find slimier
When thrown at the ugly face
Of that despised politician,
Love to watch the yellowish goo
Drip down the collar of his navy-blue five-thousand dollars suit,
A dash of rather orange ending on his silk red tie
Love to see the stunned reaction on the idiot's face
A guy with that greasy hair look
And indeed a guy who just walked out of that
Greasy Spoon joint across the street
Where he had the decency to have an order
Of Grits and Scrambled eggs
(After which sumptuous repast
He always leaves a generous twenty-five cents tip
For the ever-so-patient and tolerant Lucy)
And maybe not such an idiot after all
Considering he gets re-elected time and again
If we are what we eat as the saying goes
Maybe we are also like those we select for office.
A sad thought.
Written by robert43041 (Viking)
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NANCY_RDZ_STORIES
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Thank you robert43041 for participating and sharing your eggs poem. Good luck 🙂

Jordan
D.O.C.
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No Female's Right To Choose

or   † †  
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Life and Pain -- Two Peas in a Pod † † † †  
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"When that I was and a little tiny boy, with hey, ho, the wind and the rain, a foolish thing was but a toy, for the rain it raineth every day † † † † †
-- along with umpteen birth defects, deadly diseases, natural disasters, tragic accidents, and human abuses." † † † †  
-- a former little tiny boy a current Levelheaded adult † † †† † † † †  
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No girl has any right to breed or not -- † † † † † † †  
her having not an egg's permission got † † † † † † †  
to risk it in a world of wind and rain †† † † † † † †  
inside the eye of one vast hurricane. † † † † † † †  
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a dedication of Respect † † † † † † †  
for † † † † † † †  
the Rationally Ethical antinatalist, † † † † † † †  
Sensibly anti-dying in Pain by cataracts and hurricanoes -- † † †  
et cetera and so on and so forth and such † † †  
dot dot dot† † † † † †  
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a revolving helios rhyme menippean satire on † † † †  
natalism -- † † † †  
an ideology irrational still in floods of tears † † † †  
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february, 2023 -- billions of pro-lifers yet in full flow † † † †
in company with countless blastulas to be birthed † † † †
into ceaseless future horrors untold --
sans consent
(aside from a horror-free guarantee)† † † †
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Written by Jordan (D.O.C.)
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Cipher_O
Zero_Stillness
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Pulsate in Space † † †


A perilous ascent,
Bare feet

Touching the dirt -
Leaving

Divots
And dust, sent to

Air, there Ė in
A beam

Of

Sunlight,
Such a sight, such

A height,

Going viral
In
The mind

In a spiral
Ever upward Ė ever onward

To the place
Where

Eggs of eagles

Pulsate
In
Space.
Written by Cipher_O (Zero_Stillness)
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NANCY_RDZ_STORIES
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Thank you Jordan for sharing good luck hun

NANCY_RDZ_STORIES
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Thank you Cipher_O (Zero_Stillness) for sharing Good luck hun 🙂

wallyroo92
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Oda a Mis Huevos...Rancheros

 
This poem is dedicated to my huevos
Rancheros
Like the kind mom and dad used to make
The way they cut up onions and tomatoes
And how they seemed to decorate the plate

But as I got older I went a little further
And started adding some bell peppers
Cilantro and different kinds of cheeses
Sometimes cotija, sometimes cheddar

Once the onions and tomatoes are cooking
I start prepping those bad boys on the skillet
While on another pan I fry up a tortilla
Iím going to be diving in it in a minute

Iíve prepped the plate
With some refried black beans
A slice of avocado (even though Iím allergic)
And if I die, Iíll with a smile by all means

I love me some eggs
I make Ďem over easy
Cheesy
But not too greasy
And I love when the yolk explodes in my mouth
(Ooh)
I stack up all the little things Iíve added
Just the way mom and dad did
As the smell of breakfast fills up the house
Written by wallyroo92
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Thank you wallyroo, thanks for participating and sharing good luck🤗

NANCY_RDZ_STORIES
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THANK YOU ALL FOR PARTICIPATING, IT WAS SO HARD TO DECIDE TO WHO PICK AS WINNER BUT DECIDED ON 3 AND CONGRATS TO WALLYROO GREAT and POEM, I CHOSE YOURS CAUSE I LOVE EGGS POPPIJG IN MY MOUTH TOO LOL. I ALSO LOVED AspergerPoet56 cause it was very creepy scary and creative as far as being a cannibals for eggs lol. So AspergerPoet56, is it cause you're a chicken cannibal? I loved it and Razzerleaf I now know why the chicken crossed the road after many years lol Good deep write. Congrats and loved the rest too but only 3 I could pick. Thank you all again for joining.....

AspergerPoet56
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congrats to wally  it was as nancy said a great poem and though i tried to think out od the box it was a deserved placing behind yours

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