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Vanilla Dope


Vanilla Dope, involved in yet another successful project

Who keeps hiring your boring vanilla ass, I certainly didn't want it

You are involved in so many different things but it's really different shades of the same

You're always your same old boring self in all of them, you  are always so lame

Showcasing all of your tattoos at home like you have this other side under the work suit

Throwing your musical street cred out there when you hosted that music show in your youth

You are always talking about the celebrities you met and that you dated pretty actresses

But so many of them were alcoholics and drug addicts and acted like asses

Vanilla Dope, still successful after all of these years but I don't understand why?

It only makes sense because you are safe and everything today is so PC and  homogenized

But you were not interesting then and you certainly aren't interesting now

You are a Vanilla Dope and that is two steps lower than a bad circus clown

Vanilla Dope, you being interesting a fun to watch, there is just no hope

You are just a placeholder, no one will even remember you, you Vanilla Dope

You would be easily forgotten, if you every happened to go away

But people remember you because you are in their faces everyday

Why did Hollywood actresses date you, it was because they were just to dumb to know

But eventually they dumped you, when they realized you were just a Vanilla Dope

You are now married with kids and your wife is gettting annoyed with everything you do

Because she sees you on television and at home there is just no escaping you

Vanilla Dope, being successful does not mean that you are also great

Vanilla Dope, you are not as versatile as you think you are, you are always the same

Vanilla Dope, you are not cool, you are just very lame

Vanilla Dope, you have had more success than you ever deserved, so please just go away

From Dying On The Inside 
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Paul Ryerson

I am a writer who writes poetry & plays. I have also written a short film & I created an animated series on You Tube. Included on Power Poetry are seventy poems from my five poetry collections, Rhymes With A Reason, Too Much Unwanted Noise, Broken and Burned Bridges, Dying On The Inside and Fool’s Gold and Fool’s Paradise

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Highly personal attack on specific individual; autobiographical grievance

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Multiple ideas per line; dense accusations and observations throughout

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Strongly negative; sustained contempt and ridicule from start to finish

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Aggressive tone; repeated accusations; explosive accusatory voice

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Approximately 32 lines; mid-to-long form poem

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Minimal metaphor; mostly plain declarative statements and direct insults

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