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Poem Number 7633
What hath' become of mine brother of the Renaissance
where has he gone and what is it he seeks
economic vengeance
like a long silvery slashing bloody bucher knife
thrust deep in the greedy bastards cold unfeeling heart(s)

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Poem Number 7634
Quiet Conversations
Whispered between us as we watch the moon
Slow breaths taken together linger over our skin

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Lonely, lovelorn poets sitting in the dark typing random thoughts through black keys as a conversation to some 'mystery lover'..silly lonely poets..your lover is waiting.
But NOT behind the computer screen.
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Poem Number 7635
the TRUTH about evolution
if we were to tell
is that we haven't
a bloody clue

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Chuck Daarwin went to the island
saw the galloping ghost
wrote a book about feces
and thats why we got all these smart assed college professors.. today!
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yeah. tooootally. that's totally why we have like, smart people who are actually making a difference and uncovering new knowledge, maan. if only we all stayed home, pumped out babies and waited for jesus to come back in his spaceship.
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have you been previously expelled? have you been previously rejected? unaccepted?
Welcome to the new NCAA Division III INdependent Instuttion
Teh Scientific and Hermeneutical Institute of Theology
where you WILL be ACCEPTED!!!!!
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Your commentary makes me laugh. The majority of college professors today are indoctrinated, cool-aid drinking, socialism-biased, anti-christian, pro-abortion, gay empowering, sheeple with no common sense or direction whatsoever. Same with the media and Hollywood: no imagination! All the entertainment can do nowadays is promote the gay lifestyle and plageurize from the greatest generation.
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"The majority of college professors today are indoctrinated, cool-aid drinking, socialism-biased, anti-christian, pro-abortion, gay empowering, sheeple with no common sense or direction whatsoever."

if this was your experience, i am terribly sorry to hear you dropped out of community college. perhaps "general studies" simply isn't your major anyway. i think if you apply yourself, you can still obtain an online degree from one of those self-study websites.

regarding your homosexuality remarks: methinks thou doth protest too much. oh wait, that's shakespeare.. you probably didn't hear of him. you know, because you thought learning about great literature from one of your community college professors.. the scourge.. those dastardly left-leaning, highly educated young fathers of three who can barely afford to put gas in their beat up old nissan sentras to drive to work, where they earn a tragically low salary in order to teach america's spoiled children how to put periods at the end of sentences.

have YOU any imagination? and which generation is "the greatest generation"? let me guess, you escaped from the old folks' home long enough to type this on a library computer? better hurry before the librarian discovers you (and the fact you forgot to put on pants as well) and calls your.. young, weary, pro-gay sheeple professor of a son who will take time away from his busy family in order to cart your ass back to the living morgue where it belongs.

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What a treat. I must be inherently evil because it suffers me unnatural pleasure when a leftist-leaning midget has an attack of apoplexy.... and yes, I said midget [no offense intended to the little people]. Although your textbook response was predictable and entertaining, I found your attempt at character assassination to fall short of the par. Could you throw your biased ire at me again, and this time make it *I shiver* orgasmic.

By the way: to clarify 'the greatest generation' could easily be any of them prior to that of the brain-dead free-loving hippies. Abusing psychotropics not only has permanently fucked up the minds of that scarecrow generation that has survived, but its residual effects have carried over in each successive generation. So you see, its not wholly your fault you are the way you are, its on account of your hippy lineage [your genomes got fucked over]. Hang in there though, one day through the advances of science mankind might discover a way to repair the damage done. One can only pray. Amen.
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Poem Number 7636
lowly conundrums stun our stars

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Poem Number 7637
DAVE

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DAVE
Dave works in the pharmacy all day long
Carefully filling the scripts, so not to get them wrong
Giving directions, and counseling to everyone
Working from morning until the long day is done
If you think this is his calling, you don’t understand
You see pharmacist Dave is a blues man
Evert night when the sun goes down
You can hear Dave and theBand start playing around
He plays the blues that makes you want to cry
Playing so sweet and sad you think you will die
I have heard blues down on the Delta Queen
Dave plays the blues and there jealous down in new or lens
When Dave plays the blues happy and sweet
You will catch yourself starting to tap your feet
He plays blues about sadness and strife
About boozes, cards and a wasted life
So when you see Dave working scripts with a smile on his face
You know he’s wishing he was some other place
Sitting there with his guitar in his hand
Picking out the love sick blues with the band

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Poem Number 7638
OK Last one

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If forty is wisdom and midlife has hit
then fifty is closer a goal one must set
For if i can make it to sixty one day
shouldnt I be wiser and gray
Only now the strands do appear
and they`re getting more each year
Come gray come white just dont stop commin
cuz thats the day my heart stops runnin
I`ve outlived many who`re still in spirit
and soon I,too, will reach my limit
Now i`ll wait for that very day
when i die and HE heres me pray!!.........classic38
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