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Best Poems About / On MURDER
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Murder
1975
Murder has worn a bangle
Murder has worn a brace
Murder has worn a collar and tie
And a smile upon its face
Murder shaves punctiliously
Murder hits the town in a beard
Murder baths often or never at all
Murder can be cleancut or weird
Murder has blossomed in petticoats
Murder has come out in lace
Murder has togged up in rags and filth
Murder can wear any old face
Murder has cavorted with idiots
Murder has flourished among fools
Murder has cultivated genius
Murder makes and breaks all the rules
Murder has been fired from a cannon
Murder has blasted from a gun
Murder has been delivered with rapier and sword
With a nod or a wink or a pun
Murder has come wrapped in parcels
Murder has arrived in the post
Murder has been swallowed with cheese and wine
Murder has been served on toast
Murder has been commited by proxy
Murder has been agreed on by vote
Murder has been sent with roses
Ribbons kisses and a note
Murder has been done in a fit of rage
On the main street in broad daylight
Murder has been done with an icy calm
In the middle of the night
Murder has been done for money
Murder has been done for a fix
Murder has been done for good reason
Murder has been done for kicks
Murder has often been whitewashed
Murder has been painted black
Murder hired this morning
Has already been given the sack
Murder has languished in gaol
Murder has cried in the dock
Murder has sat in the court's highest seat
Sending innocence to the block
Murder sports a scowl and a bandolier
or a politician's easy grin
Some murder can murder from a distance
As it prattles of morality or sin
Murder has hidden in mountains
Murder has hidden in caves
Murder has hidden in government buildings
A murder not normally brave
Murder feels safe in large numbers
Murder feels good on a hill
Murder likes a uniform and big heavy boots
A patriot's licence to kill
Murder has worn a dog-collar
Murder has carried a book
Murder has worn solumn words and phrases
A sanctimonious look
Murder is fond of information
And has a taperecorder handy to tell
Murder likes statements made in confinement
Murder wants a signature as well
Murder has clubbed with a feather
Murder can stab with a pen
Murder comes to all from little plastic buttons
Pressed by the mildest men
Murder comes in every shape and colour
Murder can be perfumed or smelly
And only one thing can be said for certain
Murder always has a navel on it's belly
Murder has been managed in armour
Murder has hurt in a glove
Murder is like everything human
It has even been done for love
John Garth Raubenheimer
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>>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~**** MASS-MURDER * MASS-MURDER ****>>>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~>>
Mass-Murder, Mass-Murder
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Dont go no further
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We cant have anymore
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Mass-Murder, Mass-Murder
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Weve lost too much blood
..,
The bullets flew like a flood
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So stop it, please stop it
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Mass-Murder, Mass-Murder
..! ! !
..Trade Martin,2007.
Trade Martin
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It is murder
When you take away a life
With the aid of a knife
It is murder
While you extinguish the living with a gun
Without being able to recreate what was born
It is murder
If you feed someone dead tablets
Later have second acrimonious regrets
It is murder
You are taking away a life
It is clinging on to survive
Need I say anymore further
It is murder
Murder sprung by a fling
With ropes or a string
Your hands only bring
Death around a necks ring
Execution by suffocation
Condemned with abomination
Deliberate foetus termination
It is murder
Make no mistake,
Be careful
Asleep or awake!
Murder is unlawful
If death occurs because of the effects of an evil curse
I will say this with my lips pursed
'What a great loss, but this is not murder!
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
Sylvia Chidi
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Murder Me
Kill me,
Jump Me,
End my life like I care,
Take this gun and shoot me,
Dont look,
Dont Stop,
Just murder me,
Just end my life tonight,
As I no longer care,
Or dare to speak of his name,
Or cry out his name in vein,
Murder me,
Murder me here,
Just end it now,
End my suffering,
Make it go away,
Just help me from feeling this rage inside of me bursting to get out,
Please kill me here,
Take this knife and murder me.
Jennifer Rondeau
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