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Artist's Name: Jeff Webster
Artist's Elftown User Name: [wildCARD]
Poem Category: Humor
Poem's Title: Why Does the Place I Live Make Me Want To Die?
Poem:

Sharon was the queen of hair design,
She had a sense of humor and her body was fine
She could beautify anything that went through doors
And if she tried, anything on all fours

When it came to engines, Brandon was the king,
He knew everything there was to know about machines
But he ended up in a dead end job in sales
Wasn't born in England, France, or Wales

He was born here, In Kentucky
Or to some folks, Kent-unlucky
The music here is sucky
Stay away from Kentucky

Bill was a major political buff
Knew economy, democracy and all the legal stuff
Bill had a jump start, but it started getting rough,
The lack of opportunities made using his skill tough

Terry was a major in performance arts
She could play that violin like conducted by Mozart
She started as a busker, now she's just a tart
And she moonlights pushing shopping carts

Mass producing idiots, freedom loving hypocrites
No one really gives a shit bout what we have to say
Stashing our tobacco for next week's cancer benefit
None of the girls got big tits, and you know it's bad
when even San Francisco calls you gay

We were born here, in Kentucky
And we'll never be too lucky,
We're just stuck in our Ford truck-y
Stay away from Kentucky

We were born here, in Kentucky
Probably die here, in Kentucky
No one really gives a f***-y
About redneck filled
Hillbilly mongering
Heroin laundering
Our Bible pondering
Overweight and stupid
Kentucky!!!!!!!

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Artist's Name: Ben
Artist's Elftown User Name: [Vice]
Category: To Make You Think...
Poem's Title: Tragedy of Glory
Poem:


Two war torn kingdoms ripped apart.
The fight would last for many years.
A battle performed without fair art.
Whilst in the men arose such fears.
At many times the battle seem won,
Yet the sound of the beating drum,
A flood of reinforcements come,
And the war is very far from done.
When the conflict reaches an end,
No one the pain can comprehend.
For one country a hero is born,
The other a dead god to mourn.
To the victor goes the spoils,
Whilst to the subjegated, the coils.

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Artist's Name: Candace
Artist's Elftown User Name: [Aika]
Poem Category: Deep thoughts
Poem's Title:Will You
Poem:

Will you miss me when I take the final step
Separating me from this world I reside in
Will you miss my voice and my thoughts
As I destroy my existence from this place


Will you even care if I disappear
Leaving behind only sorrow and emptiness
Will you even notice my absence in your life
My words of unfelt confidence


Will you shed tears for my unconscious life
When I'm through ending this life of torture
Will you shed tears for my blackened soul
While I'm lying motionless beneath the ground


Will you think of me when your alone
As I watch you, unseen by your eyes
Will you think of me when times get down
As I caress your sad, soft face


Think of this when I'm gone
I've always held you in my heart
Think of this when your memories of me make you cry
I've loved you always, even if I never told you

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Artist's Name: Miz Lisa M. Pilgrim
Artist's Elftown User Name: [OvertheMoooon]
Poem Category: Fantasy
Poem's Title: The Fae
Poem:

She holds a story in her arms,
A song beneath her wings,
A story that she never tells,
A song she never sings.
Her lips, they never open,
A tear rolls down her face,
She sighs in her depression,
Beneath her veil of lace.
She forever mourns the passing,
Of all her lover faes,
She wants to cure her sickness,
And end her killing ways.
She no more wants to harm them,
The ones that hold her hand,
She can't live here another day,
She must leave this wretched land.
There's no other way now,
She can no longer fly.
The only way to live,
Is for her to die.
She sinks in the lake now,
Ne'er to be saved,
The fae sleeps alone now,
In her watery grave.

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Artist's Name:jessi O'Connor
Artist's Elftown User Name:[Karisla Sorium]
Poem Category:Love
Poem's Title:Forbidden Encounter
Poem:

She came from the light,
Dancing around
Singing her song of beauty and love

He came of the dark
Stauntering along
Muttering curses wishing the world to die

She stepped in his shadow
And was overcome with confusion and fright
Her sould chilled to the bone

He stepped into her glow
And was astounded by feeling he could not know
His skin prickled with fear

She questioned his evil
He pondered her light

She loved him at first sight
He was angered at the feeling she gave him

She could never have him
For she was too pure

He did not want her though beautiful she was
He couldn not bear the feelings she gave...

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