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‘Oringes!’ is what he said,
originating from somewhere
in his head:
a place called Dysphasia,
where all dumb words are bred.

‘Covfefe!’ he wrote,
sleep-texting by rote
then called it a mystery,
to be pondered in history.

Bigly, Yuge and Nazzies
much deserved their rassies,
while Diversery and Shtatesh
proved a smocking, anomous mesh.
Hamberders rates with
the more heinous word-murders,
but premedication is my all-time,
favourite mispronunciation.

‘No Collusion!’ he gestured
from the stands,
waving away a gust of reality
with impossibly small hands.

perhaps he meant collision
on this slowly derailing train,
where you better bring your
A-Brain, for Pleasure means Paradise,
if only these fake words
would play nice.


The words in their true form:big league, Nepal and Bhutan, origin, coverage, big, huge and Nazis, diversity and States (as in United, remember?), enormous/anonymous, hamburgers, premeditation, A-Game, and possibly, Confess! to round off this linguistic mess…

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Nipple & Button Words
Date: Saturday, 13th April 2019 @ 02:47:01 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: spike
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‘Oringes!’ is what he said,
originating from somewhere
in his head:
a place called Dysphasia,
where all dumb words are bred.

‘Covfefe!’ he wrote,
sleep-texting by rote
then called it a mystery,
to be pondered in history.

Bigly, Yuge and Nazzies
much deserved their rassies,
while Diversery and Shtatesh
proved a smocking, anomous mesh.
Hamberders rates with
the more heinous word-murders,
but premedication is my all-time,
favourite mispronunciation.

‘No Collusion!’ he gestured
from the stands,
waving away a gust of reality
with impossibly small hands.

perhaps he meant collision
on this slowly derailing train,
where you better bring your
A-Brain, for Pleasure means Paradise,
if only these fake words
would play nice.


The words in their true form:big league, Nepal and Bhutan, origin, coverage, big, huge and Nazis, diversity and States (as in United, remember?), enormous/anonymous, hamburgers, premeditation, A-Game, and possibly, Confess! to round off this linguistic mess…



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