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To pop-god Jacko:
Squealing, chirping, moonwalking,
Flinging that forelock...
they alway play Jacko songs
at the thrift store.
Can't STAND that squeak.
ConnectHook Jun 4
Your cold rigid corpse
Face in a stupid grimace:
My greatest haiku.
I will CRUSH you.

(poetically)
ConnectHook May 26
Un monopolio:
cuando los monos
consolidan el poder y el control.
hay que pagar con bananos
en monomundo . . .
  May 4 ConnectHook
J Hanover
All the genocide, stains the star red
The psychotic, leading the ignorant and blind
Paradise ruined, by the stench of the dead

Not in the direction promised, they've led
Resistance, would put them in a bind
All the genocide, stains the star red

Towards misery and destruction they've sped
Delusions of grandeur in the arrogant mind
Paradise ruined, by the stench of the dead

Those who know better are filled with dread
As those who resist disappear in kind
All the genocide, stains the star red

The atrocities, never once what they said
As the insulated cheered them on and whined
Paradise ruined, by the stench of the dead

When the refugees see how the monsters have fled
Food and safety will be hard to find
All the genocide, stains the star red
Paradise ruined, by the stench of the dead.
Socialism is the worst plague inflicted on humanity ever. Not one free country on the planet is Socialist.
  May 4 ConnectHook
J Hanover
That psychopath became a saint
A martyr for a bloodstained cause
He died by firing squad
When my hero drew the shortest of straws.
Che Guevara was and will always be a murdering psychopath that was shot like a rabid animal. He tortured and killed men, women, children, and those he perceived as homosexuals. Communism is evil and creates such monsters. Burn in Hell Che.
  May 3 ConnectHook
Rich Hues
That broken gait,                
That croo-
       Ked spine,
The insanity
We seek in rhyme
Is no poetic quest,                
          No Holy Grail
But a Quasimodic
               Fairy tale
And freedom from                     
The *******'s curse:
The ugly form
That is...
Blank verse.
A ditty about the dotty.
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