Poetry Contests.

 They feed on your ego and your deep need for recognition and sometimes they publish a poem or two.
Just in case they don't publish my poetry here are some of my creative efforts just for you this Holiday Season.

An old White guy currently living in Laval West, Quebec, Canada, with Two Black Cats, Terribly sad story. Needs help! Send money or publish his poem.
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Him.
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MY LITTLE PET RABBIT
CUDDLES UNDER MY CHIN,
CUDDLING FOR SAFETY
UNDER MY CHIN...

HE'LL NEVER KNOW
OF MY LITTLE SIN,
OF HOW I ATE PORK CHOPS FOR DINNER,
INSTEAD OF HIM!!
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SLIGHTLY WRINKLED!
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MY EARTH SUIT
IS WEARING THIN!
MY EARTH SUIT
NEEDS YOUNGER SKIN!
MY EARTH SUIT
NEEDS EXPENSIVE CLOTHES!
I'M GOING BACK TO LIVE IN WATER,
HERE I GOES...
SPLASH!
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Under the economic Radar.
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Under the economic radar of imperial greed,
Between Left and Right and those who need,
Are lovers of life and freedom who quietly breed
Democracy...
Humanitarian Democracy...Natural Democracy..
Environmental Democracy...Friendly Democracy...
Freedom loving Democracy...
The social hierarchy a natural foe,
Lovers of freedom attempt to know
Whom to trust and where to go
To keep on breathing while they sow
Democracy.