Rancid Spam
Make-upped face like a hatchet
ponderous gait like a teletubby;
not cute like snowpuff Moomin,
more bloated like dying whale
flopping on a deserted beach.
Long beyond expiration date
like grey-slimed celery in bin.
Greasy like sauteed monkey
brain, contaminating mad reign,
causing pain like vice-crushed
finger with no money for treatment.
A focal point of angry hatred
like a big boil on flaccid penis.
No botoxed lips will wrap around
it, whether wife or trafficked girl.
Cankles like orange crushed cans;
Veins like those of OD’d junkies;
hijacked vatic vessels as mushy
as carved rancid Spam. Smirks,
lies, grifts as evil as Bundy and
Dahmer, eating souls as breakfast,
lunch, and dinner. Digest already!
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I think you had fun writing this simile poem, Lisa! I certainly had fun reading it! I can’t say I loved ‘greasy like sauteed monkey brain’, and I dread to think how you know that it’s greasy, but it is original and evocative. The same can be said for the ‘big boil on flaccid penis’!
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Kim, I did have fun writing it. I took poetic license with greasy like sauteed monkey brain. Was reading about how groundhogs used to cooked on Groundhog’s Day as the main course back in the day, and I combined that with some rhyme or another from childhood that had “greasy grimy gopher meat in it.” With the flaccid penis with a boil on it, I used my imagination, as that’s what I imagine his looking like. Thanks for the fun comments :)
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Never look at that can in the same way Lisa. Well done.
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Randy, my work is done ;) Thank you.
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😂
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I feel you have insulted a can of Spam rather thoroughly, Li, by comparing “the big boil” to it. I have to say you’ve crushed the rhetorical use of simile in a way that is perfectly satisfying to one who shares every bit of your sentiment regarding our “Spam” of a president. Still, I’m laughing hard enough to cry.
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<3 <3 <3
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This similes mad me sick to my stomach… to be likened to rancid food is a great insult… lard-head or not.
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I was laughing and trying not to hurl as I wrote it. Lard-head is a new one but fits so well.
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This was brilliantly gross, my friend! I feel Spam should be given its proper due and boy, didja ever! So good.
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Dale thanks much. I tried to use the similes I think of when I think of … human spam.
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Brilliant!
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this could be said about more than spam. but lets not go there.
there are a couple of open mics I read my poetry at I think this would be right up their ally. could I please share ?
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Rog, I think you’re onto something about other applications.
Yes you could and can share it, just have the barf bags ready for your listeners ;)
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monkey brains? Never had those. LOL, nice one
much love
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It’s a good thing, Gillena, you never had them. I avoid them like the plague. Thanks so much <3
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The picture made me flinch! But I love how you served up your poem – Jae
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Jae, I understand the flinch and I appreciate how I served up the poem, thanks <3
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He deserves every word. (K)
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Yes, he does, and his little dog too.
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Woe…what prompted this one, my dear? I have a feeling you’d just finished reading the morning’s news…
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