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FLASH CONTEST: Poetry Slam! $6.5m Prize Pot) | Started by: Kirsty on May 28, '20 12:22 |
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Reply by: gestra at May 29, '20 18:31 | |
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Its hard to be here, zip-zip and out |
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Reply by: LonelyWolf at May 29, '20 18:46 | |
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The street is us I didn't choose to write
I am the spokesperson for those who have never been heard
Several screaming wolfskin lambs that are ready
While fools meet, values are lost
Ignoring the laws, one thing I know
Garbage cans will look like war drums
Do we want women? Yes! We also want money too
I don't do more than anyone, I just get out of the mud
I made my own way and my way made me
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Reply by: IgnorePlease at May 30, '20 06:25 | |
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This is a fantastic poem, from an Irish poet, who released it very recently. Remorse for Intemperate Speech, by William Butler Yeats
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Reply by: Kirsty at May 30, '20 13:09 | |
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Reply by: Augusto at May 30, '20 13:18 | |
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I'm going to leave this open until Monday, 20:00. Judgements and prizes will be handed out then. |
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Reply by: Kirsty at May 30, '20 14:19 | |
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The streets they were filled With mobsters aplenty Some would pick pockets But leave with hands empty From New York in the East To L.A. in the West So many different families Strive to be the best But for a new arrival Fresh faced and full of guile A tough decision they must face Which family will they be loyal? So much money to be made But one must use their head For if you show signs of disrespect You'll most certainly be dead The true mobster must be tough To earn their keep and rank Stay loyal and contribute But remember who to thank Mobsters each and every one United in ambition To rule the cities with no fear And complete our family's mission. |
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Reply by: DiegoCortez at May 30, '20 19:19 | |
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Reply by: Augusto at May 31, '20 13:34 | |
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"I submit a song I made up whire drinking heaviry rast week. Arthough it is a song, the words are so beautifur that it deserves recognition as pure poetry. Behord, beautful sausage poem!"
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Reply by: Nipper at May 31, '20 14:02 | |
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Shuffling around the papers in my brief case, my hands produced a scrap of paper with a few inky fingerprints and a partial brown circle. The sheet, clearly kissed by countless coffee mugs and cradled in more diners than most Americans would visit in their lifetimes, proudly displayed a shaky handwriting whose secrets revealed:
Smudged numbers populate the borders, hinting at the poem's lack of perfection. I gave it a quiet nod, deeming it good enough, and presented it for approval. |
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Reply by: Luckies at May 31, '20 22:27 | |
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Latom had never been one with words. Things always seem to get out of hand or get interpret in the wrong way. But still she couldn't help but stay out of a chance to earn some money. Clearing her voice she started.
There once was a man named Mike A man that no one could like He had a wife and two kids They as well were true pigs He even had a loser job The kind that would make everyone sob
One day he decided enough is enough He had to do something rough Killing his wife was apparently the thing to do Something grim had to ensue Killing her quietly in her sleep But even this was an ask too steep
Shooting himself and the dog instead Now he's spending his days sharing a bunk bed
Latom quickly scribbles down the poem on a piece of napkin, licks on the backside and tries to get it stuck to the lamppost. Feeling quite pleased with herself she went on with her day. |
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Reply by: Latom at Jun 01, '20 06:32 | |
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24 hour extension to this, my special friends. | |
Reply by: Kirsty at Jun 01, '20 19:36 | |
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Perhaps you meant 36 or 48 hour extension Kirsty? We are all waiting with baited breath to discover the identity of the Mafia's worst poet! |
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Reply by: Master_Splinter at Jun 03, '20 13:45 | |
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wait no longer! | |
Reply by: Kirsty at Jun 03, '20 14:01 | |
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