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i ain't a'lyin i'll KILL diS here lion
IMMACULATE SIN
Darling don’t you find it odd
No matter if rain falls softly or hard
Somehow your house stands on dry sod
And your home requires no lightening rod
Because it never rains in your back yard
The rain could pour on the east to the west
While robins wait for rainbows and the sun to dry their nest
By the god of rain your abode must be both betrothed and blessed
For your land stands dry while we survey the rest
Perhaps it never rains in your yard because you’re Mother Nature’s greatest guest
I am always there to see the rain begin
You with your roof of armor and tin
The rain on other people’s rooftops make quite a din
And I wonder if rain is repelled by one who suffers no sin
As you grace me with your dimpled grin
No one at all knows how you do what you do
So the amount of believers are really quite few
I would like a logical answer I believe I am due
Why is there constantly a pink and blue sky above you?
And she said “it’s due to the immaculate way in which I love you”
© 2011.…Phreepoetree
Darling don’t you find it odd
No matter if rain falls softly or hard
Somehow your house stands on dry sod
And your home requires no lightening rod
Because it never rains in your back yard
The rain could pour on the east to the west
While robins wait for rainbows and the sun to dry their nest
By the god of rain your abode must be both betrothed and blessed
For your land stands dry while we survey the rest
Perhaps it never rains in your yard because you’re Mother Nature’s greatest guest
I am always there to see the rain begin
You with your roof of armor and tin
The rain on other people’s rooftops make quite a din
And I wonder if rain is repelled by one who suffers no sin
As you grace me with your dimpled grin
No one at all knows how you do what you do
So the amount of believers are really quite few
I would like a logical answer I believe I am due
Why is there constantly a pink and blue sky above you?
And she said “it’s due to the immaculate way in which I love you”
© 2011.…Phreepoetree
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Posted: Jul 2011
About this poem:
this poem was written because someone dressed sort of like The Green Lantern held a gun to my head and threatened to waste my brain (hollow as it may be) if i didn't write this poem. OKAY BIG SHOTS, WHAT WOULD YOU HAVE DONE? google water charity see what $20 can do thanks ~free cee!~CHICKEN LITTLE MIGHT BE RIGHT after all!
ANYBODY GOT ME A COT?
So here’s the problem as I see the situation
No one ever looks around too well
Survey the area and it will lead to information
Then follow me, because I found the map to Hell
I mean if you ask me that’s where everyone is bound
Name me one person you know who never sins
So I searched up, down, on the landscape and the ground
Now follow me because this is where the madness begins
It begins and ends with fire, heat and unbearable screams
And I’m telling you to get ready for the fire
But remember, prepare yourself for damnable dreams
Because Hell is reserved for every sinner, sucker and liar
In Hell ain’t nobody got no cot, no hammock nor bed
And I tell you to look around at every man, woman and child
Keep the fact that you’re going to Hell firmly planted in your head
Because hell is the price one pays for the planet we earthlings defiled
© 2011.…~free cee!~ Phreepoetree
Please, google water charity find out what twenty bucks can do for you-thanks, ~free!~
So here’s the problem as I see the situation
No one ever looks around too well
Survey the area and it will lead to information
Then follow me, because I found the map to Hell
I mean if you ask me that’s where everyone is bound
Name me one person you know who never sins
So I searched up, down, on the landscape and the ground
Now follow me because this is where the madness begins
It begins and ends with fire, heat and unbearable screams
And I’m telling you to get ready for the fire
But remember, prepare yourself for damnable dreams
Because Hell is reserved for every sinner, sucker and liar
In Hell ain’t nobody got no cot, no hammock nor bed
And I tell you to look around at every man, woman and child
Keep the fact that you’re going to Hell firmly planted in your head
Because hell is the price one pays for the planet we earthlings defiled
© 2011.…~free cee!~ Phreepoetree
Please, google water charity find out what twenty bucks can do for you-thanks, ~free!~
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Posted: Jul 2011
About this poem:
i wrote this because it is my belief that we are all doomed to hell, and heaven is going to go out of business due to bankruptcy!someTHing abOUt rOyAlty or SOmeTHing
A ROYAL REVERIE (i'm ready for my closeup mr. demille)
She sat by A brook of beauty
Liquid
Flowing gently
Rippling
she seemed too wondrous to wonder why she came to me
a calming brook, a cerulean blue sea
Cascading over rocks a billion years old
Well rested
yet and still over tested
As an old oak tree spoke to a weeping willow ‘twas heard to say
“weep not my rooted friend
For we all must meet our end”
The storms
The frozen Friday afternoons
And the heavy humid and horrid heat
Just relish in the fact that you live aside a brook of beauty
and pay homage to the foliage as your duty
that brook of beeauty will ever flow with liquidity................ downstream
Alas, the lovely was only the star of my dream
© 2011.….~free cee!~ Phreepoetee
She sat by A brook of beauty
Liquid
Flowing gently
Rippling
she seemed too wondrous to wonder why she came to me
a calming brook, a cerulean blue sea
Cascading over rocks a billion years old
Well rested
yet and still over tested
As an old oak tree spoke to a weeping willow ‘twas heard to say
“weep not my rooted friend
For we all must meet our end”
The storms
The frozen Friday afternoons
And the heavy humid and horrid heat
Just relish in the fact that you live aside a brook of beauty
and pay homage to the foliage as your duty
that brook of beeauty will ever flow with liquidity................ downstream
Alas, the lovely was only the star of my dream
© 2011.….~free cee!~ Phreepoetee
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Posted: Jul 2011
About this poem:
because i was sitting under a weepig willow with my willowy woman next to me and we heard doves who knew she and i were in love and then one of them crapped on my lover's platinum blonde hairtall PHAWL DOWN
TALL FALL DOWN
Therein my sight mine eyes espied a structure tall and strong
I thought of the men who balance on beams as if tip toeing along a tight rope
Each effort is a ballet and everyone is where they belong
To erect from a miniature building a tower constructed by a grandiose type of hope
The architect had planned for any eventuality
Might wind be mighty and hit on high
In his mind’s eye he considered every conceivable contingency
And he grew more confident as every long day passed by
The steel,, the sweat, the fortitude of men devoted to what they do
And each night they kiss the kids and say “daddy worked real hard today”
Each wanted to instill in them a dedicated work ethic all would know was true
As that building grew higher, stronger and more impressive in every way
Derricks, front loaders, tractors and training
All to oversee the madness of a town
A construction made by the brave after struggling and straining
Until some deluded decuple of Allah straps on a bomb and brings the structure down
© 2011.….~free cee!~ freepoetry
Therein my sight mine eyes espied a structure tall and strong
I thought of the men who balance on beams as if tip toeing along a tight rope
Each effort is a ballet and everyone is where they belong
To erect from a miniature building a tower constructed by a grandiose type of hope
The architect had planned for any eventuality
Might wind be mighty and hit on high
In his mind’s eye he considered every conceivable contingency
And he grew more confident as every long day passed by
The steel,, the sweat, the fortitude of men devoted to what they do
And each night they kiss the kids and say “daddy worked real hard today”
Each wanted to instill in them a dedicated work ethic all would know was true
As that building grew higher, stronger and more impressive in every way
Derricks, front loaders, tractors and training
All to oversee the madness of a town
A construction made by the brave after struggling and straining
Until some deluded decuple of Allah straps on a bomb and brings the structure down
© 2011.….~free cee!~ freepoetry
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Posted: Jul 2011
About this poem:
I WAS THINKING ABOUT A TOY, A LOT OF YOU MUST REMEMBER THE ERECTOR SET, AND I DON'T KNOW ABOUT YOU BUT MY HELICOPTER LOOKED MORE LIKE A PRAYING MANTIS. BUT AS IRONY WOULD HAVE IT I NOW DRIVE A SAKORSKY 142 FOR THE CONNECTICUT HIGHWAY PATROL....NO, I'M ONLY KIDDING, I JUST PLAY ONE ON T.V. ~free cee!~i know this KIND, not the KIND KIND
CERTIFIED CURSE’S ASSISTANT
Did you know there are places our old folk are kept?
And if sadly they have no one else a guardian must decline or accept
If they choose to eat they’re served the cheapest part of the pig of course
However these elders aren’t aware that they may be eating horse
You’ve got your cocky little C.N.A.’s who think they have absolute power
And they’ll ignore the old people’s pleas at any particular hour
“You know, “ I said to one “Mrs. Wagner hasn’t eaten in more than ten days”
The C.N.A. responded “don’t make me no never mind ” and then she asked for a raise
Many of the Nurses are the same damned way
They don’t give a damn what the elderly have to you say
Cold sores, bed sores mount up by the score
But they say, “it’s five o’clock and I’m out the door”
So to wrap things up tidily some of those places will kill the old
And believe me because I saw it first hand and wasn’t just told
The C.N.A.’s run around not listening to what Mr. Hirsh said
Well perhaps they’ll take their job a little more serious when they find Mr. Hirsh dead
These professionals act without care or concern
So in school a lack of sympathy is the first thing they learn
The frail and elderly should receive mercy from the staff
Instead they are at thee mercy of the staff, and that ain’t no laugh © 2011.…Phreepoetree
(AND THE ADMINISTRATER HERE IS AN ALLIGATOR)
Did you know there are places our old folk are kept?
And if sadly they have no one else a guardian must decline or accept
If they choose to eat they’re served the cheapest part of the pig of course
However these elders aren’t aware that they may be eating horse
You’ve got your cocky little C.N.A.’s who think they have absolute power
And they’ll ignore the old people’s pleas at any particular hour
“You know, “ I said to one “Mrs. Wagner hasn’t eaten in more than ten days”
The C.N.A. responded “don’t make me no never mind ” and then she asked for a raise
Many of the Nurses are the same damned way
They don’t give a damn what the elderly have to you say
Cold sores, bed sores mount up by the score
But they say, “it’s five o’clock and I’m out the door”
So to wrap things up tidily some of those places will kill the old
And believe me because I saw it first hand and wasn’t just told
The C.N.A.’s run around not listening to what Mr. Hirsh said
Well perhaps they’ll take their job a little more serious when they find Mr. Hirsh dead
These professionals act without care or concern
So in school a lack of sympathy is the first thing they learn
The frail and elderly should receive mercy from the staff
Instead they are at thee mercy of the staff, and that ain’t no laugh © 2011.…Phreepoetree
(AND THE ADMINISTRATER HERE IS AN ALLIGATOR)
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Posted: Jul 2011
About this poem:
I WAS MOVED TO WRITE THIS POEM IN HONOR OF HONORABLE MEN, AS FOR ME I AM ONLY VENERABLE (WHATEVER THE HELL THAT IS) ~free!~MEETNG THE DUDE WOULD BE A GAS, MAN!
DO YOU THINK THIS REALLY EVER HAPPENED VS. EARLY RELEASE?
As if jail and then prison wasn’t un-seemly enough
You took pleasure in making things exponentially rough
Each day you’d awake me with a start
Rattling my cage and making sure I don’t get too smart
I have to take some time to read between every line
You gave me s**t and took what little was mine
I want to take a little bit of time for reflection
Since you’ve already taught me about rejection
When you can describe how I feel within
When you can scribe a document promising no more sin
When I can sleep in peace one cannot own but only lease
Then I can complete this puzzle with every required piece
But in fruition where I’m likely headed is right back here
It seems I don’t mind the threats, the darkness and the fear
And then I remember the c**k s*****g b***h of a wife who was always a curse
Well warden, I’ll stay in prison because living with her again would be far worse
© 2011.…..POEFREE ~free cee!~
As if jail and then prison wasn’t un-seemly enough
You took pleasure in making things exponentially rough
Each day you’d awake me with a start
Rattling my cage and making sure I don’t get too smart
I have to take some time to read between every line
You gave me s**t and took what little was mine
I want to take a little bit of time for reflection
Since you’ve already taught me about rejection
When you can describe how I feel within
When you can scribe a document promising no more sin
When I can sleep in peace one cannot own but only lease
Then I can complete this puzzle with every required piece
But in fruition where I’m likely headed is right back here
It seems I don’t mind the threats, the darkness and the fear
And then I remember the c**k s*****g b***h of a wife who was always a curse
Well warden, I’ll stay in prison because living with her again would be far worse
© 2011.…..POEFREE ~free cee!~
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Posted: Jul 2011
About this poem:
come to think of it, when i left my wife after 26 arduous years i would have gone to prison but instead Denise rescued me WE ARE NOT IN KANSAS ANYMOREI TAUGHT JAMES DEAN HOW TO BE COOL
DOES---GOD----DO---IT----GREEK-----STYLE?
I don’t mind being labeled a fool
Why, because I’m that god-damned cool
And by the way, I am seriously dying as we speak
But until I’m dust I’ll do it just like the Greek
Zorba ain’t got a thing over me
I down ouzo people give me for free
How do I do that which you yearn to know?
Well, if it ain’t free I write a bad check and let the ouzo flow
That’s just the kind or unkind of fool I am
Foolish enough to fool all of them
All the fools and the common folk
And I may be a fool but I ain’t no joke
I hear with my heart your god’s admonition
But my foolishness will never be in remission
For the remainder of my days I’ll be this way
Disregarding that which society and your lord may say
So call me a fool if that be your will
Because I ain’t got nothing but time to kill
Until your god decides to kill this fool
But I don’t give a f**k because I’m that god-damned cool
Phreepoetree ~free cee!~
I don’t mind being labeled a fool
Why, because I’m that god-damned cool
And by the way, I am seriously dying as we speak
But until I’m dust I’ll do it just like the Greek
Zorba ain’t got a thing over me
I down ouzo people give me for free
How do I do that which you yearn to know?
Well, if it ain’t free I write a bad check and let the ouzo flow
That’s just the kind or unkind of fool I am
Foolish enough to fool all of them
All the fools and the common folk
And I may be a fool but I ain’t no joke
I hear with my heart your god’s admonition
But my foolishness will never be in remission
For the remainder of my days I’ll be this way
Disregarding that which society and your lord may say
So call me a fool if that be your will
Because I ain’t got nothing but time to kill
Until your god decides to kill this fool
But I don’t give a f**k because I’m that god-damned cool
Phreepoetree ~free cee!~
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Posted: Jul 2011
About this poem:
YEAH, I MUST HAVE BEEN ABOUT FOUR OR FIVE AND JAMES DEAN WRITES ME TO REQUEST THAT I TEACH HIM HOW TO BE COOL. HEY, I'M SO COOL HOW COULD I SAY NO, BECAUSE THAT WOULD BE UN-COOLIF NOT do you reckon HE EATS GREEK OLIVES?
DOES---GOD----DO---IT----GREEK-----STYLE?
I don’t mind being labeled a fool
Why, because I’m that god-damned cool
And by the way, I am seriously dying as we speak
But until I’m dust I’ll do it just like the Greek
Zorba ain’t got a thing over me
I down ouzo people give me for free
How do I do that which you yearn to know?
Well, if it ain’t free I write a bad check and let the ouzo flow
That’s just the kind or unkind of fool I am
Foolish enough to fool all of them
All the fools and the common folk
And I may be a fool but I ain’t no joke
I hear with my heart your god’s admonition
But my foolishness will never be in remission
For the remainder of my days I’ll be this way
Disregarding that which society and your lord may say
So call me a fool if that be your will
Because I ain’t got nothing but time to kill
Until your god decides to kill this fool
But I don’t give a f**k because I’m that god-damned cool
Phreepoetree ~free cee!~
I don’t mind being labeled a fool
Why, because I’m that god-damned cool
And by the way, I am seriously dying as we speak
But until I’m dust I’ll do it just like the Greek
Zorba ain’t got a thing over me
I down ouzo people give me for free
How do I do that which you yearn to know?
Well, if it ain’t free I write a bad check and let the ouzo flow
That’s just the kind or unkind of fool I am
Foolish enough to fool all of them
All the fools and the common folk
And I may be a fool but I ain’t no joke
I hear with my heart your god’s admonition
But my foolishness will never be in remission
For the remainder of my days I’ll be this way
Disregarding that which society and your lord may say
So call me a fool if that be your will
Because I ain’t got nothing but time to kill
Until your god decides to kill this fool
But I don’t give a f**k because I’m that god-damned cool
Phreepoetree ~free cee!~
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Posted: Jul 2011
About this poem:
I DON'TDID will, BILL, and GILL get THERE pill?
DID WILL, BILL AND GIL GET THEIR PILL?
I got this great idea to invent a pill
Make it so men can get pregnant as well
Dudes walking around in camouflage
Get a huge belly and know pregnancy is an un-earthly hell
This pill will be mandated and mandatory to ingest
Let’s let men do what women have been doing since Eve
Let the future climb out of Walter’s womb
With little baskets to make and baby blankets to weave
So mommy is in one hospital room and daddy’s in another
And our peaceful home will be noisy for quite a while
One kid from her and the other one from him
And the dad wonders how his wife can summon a smile
Don’t all of you get it, there’s been a problem for years?
And we should have monitored each and every birth
Because all we’ve accomplished is a problem made worse
And doesn’t everyone understand we are over-populating the earth?
© 2011.….~free cee!~ FREEPOETRY
I got this great idea to invent a pill
Make it so men can get pregnant as well
Dudes walking around in camouflage
Get a huge belly and know pregnancy is an un-earthly hell
This pill will be mandated and mandatory to ingest
Let’s let men do what women have been doing since Eve
Let the future climb out of Walter’s womb
With little baskets to make and baby blankets to weave
So mommy is in one hospital room and daddy’s in another
And our peaceful home will be noisy for quite a while
One kid from her and the other one from him
And the dad wonders how his wife can summon a smile
Don’t all of you get it, there’s been a problem for years?
And we should have monitored each and every birth
Because all we’ve accomplished is a problem made worse
And doesn’t everyone understand we are over-populating the earth?
© 2011.….~free cee!~ FREEPOETRY
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Posted: Jul 2011
About this poem:
because a ferocious looking black dog i heard in my head kept demanding "go write poem, go write home, oh, and the dog's nme was SAM and i hear tell, he had a son named SamTHIS MUSIC IS SO LOUD, DID YOU SAY SHE'S RICH?
‘TWIXT A TWERP AND A TWIN
are you the one who is trying to come ‘twixt she and me?
Are you the one who makes her blush like the roses we Are blessed to see?
Couldst you be the one to split up a couple alegedly laden with love?
And are you the one who promised to gather and grant her every star above?
Wouldst thou presume to have the power
At any second, minute or hour
To make me fade like a fireplace and its smoke
And then try to rekindle the embers she came to stoke
Must you be taught about her ample lust?
And the pies she bakes with a buttery crust?
Will you be the one, the weed and the wedge?
But take heed when she’s tries to lead you the edge
So, you must be the one who thinks himself suave and urbane
Okay, I say, go learn about the intricacies of the lady’s brain
Then strike up a conversation about being handsome and rich
Do all that because I certainly don’t want the ignorant b*tch
© 2011.….free cee! PHREEPOETREE
are you the one who is trying to come ‘twixt she and me?
Are you the one who makes her blush like the roses we Are blessed to see?
Couldst you be the one to split up a couple alegedly laden with love?
And are you the one who promised to gather and grant her every star above?
Wouldst thou presume to have the power
At any second, minute or hour
To make me fade like a fireplace and its smoke
And then try to rekindle the embers she came to stoke
Must you be taught about her ample lust?
And the pies she bakes with a buttery crust?
Will you be the one, the weed and the wedge?
But take heed when she’s tries to lead you the edge
So, you must be the one who thinks himself suave and urbane
Okay, I say, go learn about the intricacies of the lady’s brain
Then strike up a conversation about being handsome and rich
Do all that because I certainly don’t want the ignorant b*tch
© 2011.….free cee! PHREEPOETREE
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Posted: Jul 2011
About this poem:
THE MUSIC MADE ME DO ITi'm not kidding, the ghost of Lawrece Welk compelled me to write this so i did...i do everything larry tells me to do
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