#subterfuge - Hello Poetry

Don't look to the moon because it'll be gone soon. I can be the one to make you disappear without anyone finding out. Sink down in my oceans and drown, no one has to know that you escaped death. So join me in my goal of subterfuge, because tonight I am the moon if it decided to hide you.

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Jan 23, 2018

Jan 23, 2018 at 2:29 PM UTC

tatiana

Don't Look to the Moon

Don't look to the moon because it'll be gone soon. I can be the one to make you disappear without anyone finding out. Sink down in my oceans and drown, no one has to know that you escaped death. So join me in my goal of subterfuge, because tonight I am the moon if it decided to hide you.

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the guy from North Carolina and his Ohio CHICK teamed up together to create a deceptive TRICK dubiously they presented their ruse on the poetry SITE by conjuring several personas for posting a WRITE this subterfuge was supposed to be a secret at HP but they'd not bargained on the poets who had ESP the wayward pair did excel in cunning CHARADES taking other penners on such beguiling ESCAPADES ploys aplenty clever HOODWINKING a fishy smell rather offish and so STINKING

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Jun 16, 2017

Jun 16, 2017 at 7:50 AM UTC

ElizabethSquires

Subterfuge

the guy from North Carolina and his Ohio CHICK teamed up together to create a deceptive TRICK dubiously they presented their ruse on the poetry SITE by conjuring several personas for posting a WRITE this subterfuge was supposed to be a secret at HP but they'd not bargained on the poets who had ESP the wayward pair did excel in cunning CHARADES taking other penners on such beguiling ESCAPADES ploys aplenty clever HOODWINKING a fishy smell rather offish and so STINKING

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The solution to pollution Is to cease affluent effluent. In other words make the rich Live in their ecological excrement. Force them to drink only from Their permanently poisoned pipes And turn a deaf ear, as they did To any of their constituent’s gripes. The enemies of the anemones Fought their way to the deep To censure and make sure The sea creatures had no sleep. It seems the corporations Don’t realize what they’re doing. If we **** off the plankton, then We’re headed for planetary ruin. It was bad enough when someone, Without telling us, sold our land And then they chopped down trees For a reason anyone can understand; Greed. That was the proper word. They wanted more money in the bank. So when the land erodes and dies We’ll have the corporations to thank. They cover up their eco-crimes By declaring illegal military forays And pretend they are taking us back To those good old, happier days. But in between bombing villages It can always plainly be seen That we and our country are Slowly being picked totally clean. And when we object, cry out loud That something is wrong with all this; They start to call us unpatriotic, Call us who starve are the neurotics. So, don’t listen to their lying rhetoric, Instead look at what they are doing. The sonsabitches are Macbeth’s witches, And they have a lot of poison brewing.

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Feb 8, 2016

Feb 8, 2016 at 10:44 PM UTC

brent-kincaid

POISONING THE WELL

The solution to pollution Is to cease affluent effluent. In other words make the rich Live in their ecological excrement. Force them to drink only from Their permanently poisoned pipes And turn a deaf ear, as they did To any of their constituent’s gripes. The enemies of the anemones Fought their way to the deep To censure and make sure The sea creatures had no sleep. It seems the corporations Don’t realize what they’re doing. If we **** off the plankton, then We’re headed for planetary ruin. It was bad enough when someone, Without telling us, sold our land And then they chopped down trees For a reason anyone can understand; Greed. That was the proper word. They wanted more money in the bank. So when the land erodes and dies We’ll have the corporations to thank. They cover up their eco-crimes By declaring illegal military forays And pretend they are taking us back To those good old, happier days. But in between bombing villages It can always plainly be seen That we and our country are Slowly being picked totally clean. And when we object, cry out loud That something is wrong with all this; They start to call us unpatriotic, Call us who starve are the neurotics. So, don’t listen to their lying rhetoric, Instead look at what they are doing. The sonsabitches are Macbeth’s witches, And they have a lot of poison brewing.

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