"outclass" poems - Hello Poetry

My auspicious and audacious assault augments the annoyance of aged accomplices. My bodacious broadside of boffolas berates and buffaloes bros beneficently. A classy crusade Clownishly chiseling and criticizing childishness. A devilish ********** of dillydallying dullards; devoutly denying dimwits the dulcet dream of defiance. Excessive, exuberant edification, ebulliently eliminating education-evictees. A fair-weather frolic in flippancy with furious fools floundering in flawed foppishness. Gregariously grating glum guys gleefully, growing grander garnishes of gripping gallantry gaily. Heckling hooligans highlights my heavenly humor. Irreverently irking irritable, iniquitous idiots in inestimably infuriating and incredible instances. A jolly, jocular **** joking with jerks. A kreiger kicking kleptomaniacs in the karyotype. (Cut me some slack, this is 'k', after all.) A ludicrous, laughing lambaste of lollygagging lunatics, loftily loosing luscious lunacy on lucky losers. A magnificent masterpiece of malfeasance, a monstrous, malevolent mission of massive misfortune for the minor minors missing no malicious missive. A noxious, narcissistic niggling of nitwits, niftily nixing the noisome naivete of niggardly nobs. An offhand, off-color outburst of outlandish observations to outclass the obnoxious overtures of obsequious offal. A pragmatic prediction of possible platitudes or platypi, a placid parley of pyrotechnic pleasantries provoking Pyrrhic protections by prurient prats. A quixotic quibble quarreling with a queer quarry. Ribald ribbing, ruining the robust reality of the repreachful, repugnant, and rapacious with risque ridiculousness. A silly, slighting slander of sluglike slavishness, succinctly sinking sloppy simpletons sourly. Tracing the titillating talent of towing tyranny to towering terrors to tactless, togless, terrapins of the times.

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Jan 7, 2012

Jan 7, 2012 at 11:25 PM UTC

whyamiaspoon

Awesome Alliterations

My auspicious and audacious assault augments the annoyance of aged accomplices. My bodacious broadside of boffolas berates and buffaloes bros beneficently. A classy crusade Clownishly chiseling and criticizing childishness. A devilish ********** of dillydallying dullards; devoutly denying dimwits the dulcet dream of defiance. Excessive, exuberant edification, ebulliently eliminating education-evictees. A fair-weather frolic in flippancy with furious fools floundering in flawed foppishness. Gregariously grating glum guys gleefully, growing grander garnishes of gripping gallantry gaily. Heckling hooligans highlights my heavenly humor. Irreverently irking irritable, iniquitous idiots in inestimably infuriating and incredible instances. A jolly, jocular **** joking with jerks. A kreiger kicking kleptomaniacs in the karyotype. (Cut me some slack, this is 'k', after all.) A ludicrous, laughing lambaste of lollygagging lunatics, loftily loosing luscious lunacy on lucky losers. A magnificent masterpiece of malfeasance, a monstrous, malevolent mission of massive misfortune for the minor minors missing no malicious missive. A noxious, narcissistic niggling of nitwits, niftily nixing the noisome naivete of niggardly nobs. An offhand, off-color outburst of outlandish observations to outclass the obnoxious overtures of obsequious offal. A pragmatic prediction of possible platitudes or platypi, a placid parley of pyrotechnic pleasantries provoking Pyrrhic protections by prurient prats. A quixotic quibble quarreling with a queer quarry. Ribald ribbing, ruining the robust reality of the repreachful, repugnant, and rapacious with risque ridiculousness. A silly, slighting slander of sluglike slavishness, succinctly sinking sloppy simpletons sourly. Tracing the titillating talent of towing tyranny to towering terrors to tactless, togless, terrapins of the times.

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caste to caste, we are on a pyramidal paste. less to none, the options to outclass this is the cry of an outcast.

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Aug 26, 2020

Aug 26, 2020 at 2:11 AM UTC

dessa

pyramidal paste

caste to caste, we are on a pyramidal paste. less to none, the options to outclass this is the cry of an outcast.

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For into the battle we ride Screaming at the top of our lungs Each matching the other’s stride As the enemy fires their guns For honor For pride We wage our crusade For hope For love We are not afraid The ice in your eyes Stops our enemy cold To stand against you, unwise For no prisoners you hold The fire burns in my soul Leaping forth across the field Blazing without control Our enemy forced to yield Together we outclass them They cower and shake We thrive in the mayhem They struggle not to break Do mercy we show our foes Or fierce coldness to display It may come again to blows Until then our blades we stay To each other we look Our eyes soften for the gander Like a story out of a book Especially for a bystander This battle was not easy Nor will it be the last So I reach to kiss you sweetly Before the calm can pass

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May 24, 2016

May 24, 2016 at 11:08 AM UTC

RogueWolfSilver

Into The Battle

For into the battle we ride Screaming at the top of our lungs Each matching the other’s stride As the enemy fires their guns For honor For pride We wage our crusade For hope For love We are not afraid The ice in your eyes Stops our enemy cold To stand against you, unwise For no prisoners you hold The fire burns in my soul Leaping forth across the field Blazing without control Our enemy forced to yield Together we outclass them They cower and shake We thrive in the mayhem They struggle not to break Do mercy we show our foes Or fierce coldness to display It may come again to blows Until then our blades we stay To each other we look Our eyes soften for the gander Like a story out of a book Especially for a bystander This battle was not easy Nor will it be the last So I reach to kiss you sweetly Before the calm can pass

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Absurd accumulations, broad- cloth's to wipe each bays station! What a joke of clownery tools.Irritated refuge, instigated neices and nephews miss their woeful father's.... One for a count, a whole cell to a slaughter. Down and out lane I make mine way to your lonesome hell, where ankh arched wells draw back from higher hills..Robust outbreak of plentiful disease, orthopedics outclass your sneeze!!!! Ovation applauded to ******** alike!!! Ordaters to outvoted daters, silence is thy key to your miserable life!!!! Pasturage for slobs, corn for all cobs, your colonels panel design twists slow around the vine!!!! Seconds until six, ten minutes until nine....... Will you behave like the boy you should be? Or could have been?,

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May 9, 2015

May 9, 2015 at 3:21 PM UTC

brandon-nagley

militarian communistic-

Absurd accumulations, broad- cloth's to wipe each bays station! What a joke of clownery tools.Irritated refuge, instigated neices and nephews miss their woeful father's.... One for a count, a whole cell to a slaughter. Down and out lane I make mine way to your lonesome hell, where ankh arched wells draw back from higher hills..Robust outbreak of plentiful disease, orthopedics outclass your sneeze!!!! Ovation applauded to ******** alike!!! Ordaters to outvoted daters, silence is thy key to your miserable life!!!! Pasturage for slobs, corn for all cobs, your colonels panel design twists slow around the vine!!!! Seconds until six, ten minutes until nine....... Will you behave like the boy you should be? Or could have been?,

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Words inspired by Dr. Martin Luther King Inspiration with empowerment Every sentence by the hour The image in having power No period could ever certainly stop It’s the movement’s that keep all of us on top We shall overcome Yet the fight continues and we are not done Together we are all one The sunrise in standing and looking beyond our cries Every effort should be our try Surpass obstacles that label us outclass Take no backseat in being last Races are about associating and living among Races come in all shades and we are one Freedom is a given right No challenge just asking for respect and being polite Races are not asking for the world It’s our voices in being heard with understanding being the swirl More than just Washington, DC steps Not Las Vegas where you can place a bet Speeches are made to keep the world abreast in aware There should be no negative caution in our beware Think on resolutions, but not be a square The focus point in how races can go from when to there As a Content Writer/Poet the voice is in our hands It has become a solid demand Think about what causes us to write Think about how we will continue with Dr. King’s fight Dr. King fought hard so that races would be recognized That is enough for us to energize The mission wasn’t truly complete History has regained itself with bringing deceit Slavery was a thing of the past But the outcome didn’t last The fog has lifted and we can see clearly now But today we have a battle and we must show the world how Speak with positive initiatives Let your word of voice be like the raw of thunder But not take cover and hide under The mirror shows the image of whom we are Dr. Martin Luther King who took this far Races that come together are like no other A separation between A battle of good and mean Honor the man who said you are a person Honor the man who instilled dignity and purpose Dr. King who died for us Step up the platform being a must Dr. King, “Thank you for inspiring me” I will carry your dream continuously for all too see.

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Jan 4, 2015

Jan 4, 2015 at 4:25 PM UTC

preservationman

MARCH ON

Words inspired by Dr. Martin Luther King Inspiration with empowerment Every sentence by the hour The image in having power No period could ever certainly stop It’s the movement’s that keep all of us on top We shall overcome Yet the fight continues and we are not done Together we are all one The sunrise in standing and looking beyond our cries Every effort should be our try Surpass obstacles that label us outclass Take no backseat in being last Races are about associating and living among Races come in all shades and we are one Freedom is a given right No challenge just asking for respect and being polite Races are not asking for the world It’s our voices in being heard with understanding being the swirl More than just Washington, DC steps Not Las Vegas where you can place a bet Speeches are made to keep the world abreast in aware There should be no negative caution in our beware Think on resolutions, but not be a square The focus point in how races can go from when to there As a Content Writer/Poet the voice is in our hands It has become a solid demand Think about what causes us to write Think about how we will continue with Dr. King’s fight Dr. King fought hard so that races would be recognized That is enough for us to energize The mission wasn’t truly complete History has regained itself with bringing deceit Slavery was a thing of the past But the outcome didn’t last The fog has lifted and we can see clearly now But today we have a battle and we must show the world how Speak with positive initiatives Let your word of voice be like the raw of thunder But not take cover and hide under The mirror shows the image of whom we are Dr. Martin Luther King who took this far Races that come together are like no other A separation between A battle of good and mean Honor the man who said you are a person Honor the man who instilled dignity and purpose Dr. King who died for us Step up the platform being a must Dr. King, “Thank you for inspiring me” I will carry your dream continuously for all too see.

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