Topic: Cleaning off my Desk Top (poems) | |
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I have been a very bad boy for not posting all my poems and hiding some of them from you all, hahaha!
I'm in a QWERTY mode and I just don't feel like half grasping it. So here I am going to post a few poems at random today as I am cleaning off my desktop from all these straggling files I seem to be harboring. You might see one or two you might have already viewed but most will be new. |
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People are made to
People are made to F__K It's a righteous combination it's funk in groovy A reel upon real movie rocking moving Rocky /\/\/\/\ Sly between thighs ammoed with an uzi -------- The best Predator killing the sequel Terminated. A total relapse of A Total Recall of The problems with orgies when all the Jedi's fall Including Yoda. |
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Badbye
Brainless Aimless Stainless Steals the head Pulling the trigger Happiness dead |
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Simply Cavy
She said I Was brilliant. I say, Was that passive? She said, Floral Last nights oil, sickening despeckling flow I can't say much more now the cops are on to me this is a text this is a text a text just a text why bother with so much freeway texting the words they are words limited to a certain number of characters the text it's like sex on the freeway risky and frisky and every car wants to be clean but some owners just wanna text they want text all night long texting and they can do it with one hand on the wheel the text it's not safe texting on the freeway sex on the first date it's danger it's most times the night cap gun nerd texting out over the little things in short ribbed beefy blurbs it makes you opposite of green with the opposite of envy and their are holes in the jimmy by men who are unfriendly leaving babies in moms who want real fathers for their real babies because a kid can make a baby but only a lady can raise a man texting relaxes me like a baby being craddled in the arms and so I know I have to pull over now but these cops had me really nervous and I needed to calm the nervyness in me so the texting was necessary the ticket I would like the right to plead the 5th. |
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Roids
Her roids Steroids His roids Hemroids She infects Her body He neglects His body a pair paranoid |
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Badbye Brainless Aimless Stainless Steals the head Pulling the trigger Happiness dead the rest of my life is canned gravy |
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Edited by
d4tc
on
Tue 10/14/08 12:15 PM
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canned gravy!?
The Rose I give her a single rose surrounded by angel breathe holding it to her nose she takes a sniff the aroma lifts her nostrils flair I could see the sun run down her hair I could see the fun Dip down her rear breathe be it barely alive, breathing, lost teasing loose lips teething unleashing the beast mocked in beauty I could see Me, slip down her bare I could see her thighs mad dog the underwear as where they fall down I'm down for the whatever it must be better this gorgeous day gourged in a way unfitting desires sizzling these dry lips need reason to lick as your clitter clattering self does when finger cymbals makes you dance like that I am DEFINETELY DOWN take me to that place show me what you can do Teach me something new as I will do, you we can make a ruckus drunk over wine on top of my car at the airport placing bets on who wins watching stars racing planes raising the crane swinging a wrecking ball or two High stakes We wake up under the wireless bulb of wisdom the how did we wind up her on our faces, look you on the bottom looking up in discontent the stars are turning out their day lights and getting tucked in and then there is me on top of you with my mourning breathe mourning your breathe feeling, sorta fantastic in a goodie not so goodie kinda way |
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ritheous, cool
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It does a body good
Take it out Put it in Take it out Put it in Take it out Put it in Take it out Put it in Take it out Put it in Take it out Put it in Finish it Before it expires |
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Docile
My bones are just bones My flesh just flesh My heart not sure what it is supposed to do anymore off beat Outside appearance apparently catching up to inside gore resounding the theme song to Jaws every day passing behind me getting sharper the teeth ready to bite me in the rare case i let it One day it will One day I will One day I will make it that day as it will |
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Sex n' Death
One minute I'm thinking about sex the next death merging converging inserting uncertain uncurtained diversions perversians for certain |
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Let's shake on it
When you are done with me I will be done with you When you are done with me I will know we are through Saddened by this Lets make a bet Something to see Nothing to fret Shake my hand and pinky swear That when you are done You will keep me in prayer |
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? I n a h o r i z o n t a l o n l y w o r l d . T h i s c a t w o u l d n o t f l y . |
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I do hope that your collection of Heart and soul and some mind boggling
jestssssssssssssss are being stored safely as to one day form a book and lay upon shelves for the world to really see you (( J ))) |
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That's a pretty good collection hiding on your desktop d4tc.
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a rose never sounded so appealing
great collection full of personality |
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