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In times past the sky gifted hydration.
Now bile and acid rain down on the nation.
Sons spy through a growing and graying cloud,
patrons and maidens aglow and proud.
Though these gilded reflections are not for all,
till again the reign shall rightly fall.
~*~
sck072417
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Taxing Tax Free
The nice thing about
being an author is you
wrote your own paycheck.
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More or Less
If you try sometime
you do find you get what you
tried for but no more.
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Dueling Wits, I Coulda Had a G8
If a sum’s greater
than its parts, then parts lacking
must be a summit.
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sck070717
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Some lyrical words to piss some off,
some will laugh, cry, scream or scoff.
It’s one man’s opinion and nothing more,
yet when the damage done there is no cure.
.
“We the people” – (unless your broke),
“life, liberty and happiness”, what a joke.
It’s freedom for some, never all,
so forget your worries at the mall.
.
The air is hot, skip the coat,
but buy a boat so you can float.
Then folic in that bobbing shit –
of vulgar words spewed by a bigot.
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A genetic failure of mankind,
a big dyed head and little mind.
Tiny hands embracing arms,
killing more dropping bombs.
.
So follow the clown to crazy town.
Unless of course a shade of brown.
But pinheads, racist’s and sexist’s welcome,
kiss his ass and maybe get some.
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Standing tall above us all,
to your knees and heed his call.
Feed more to that bloated girth.
Then the roach shall inherit the earth.
~*~
sck081916
rhymesalot 