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The Murderous poet

Not by knife, nor sword or razor

Not by gun or bomb

Not by a blow from a hammer or a fist

Not staked out to die in the sun

I am the murderous poet

My weapon is pen and ink

I murder the English language

My poetry really stinks

A poetry assassin

My target my poetry

Nobody would pay for them

So I kill them all for free

I am the murderous poet

My writing is a crime

When I try to write a rhyme

Another poem dies

I am the murderous poet

I should be doing time

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Alice Carroll
Alice Carroll
Aug 30, 2023

Darrell, You must be having a bad day. However, it is best to take out your frustration on paper and pencil.


Alison Blevins
Alison Blevins
Aug 27, 2023

Brilliant, if you end up doing time I'll be in the cell next door. 😂

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