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Jeeves! Look who’s returned with the cart
Hey, it’s Dolly!! She’s squeezing the filling into that tart!
It looks all ripe with extra bananas and cream
Keep licking there and she’s liable to scream!

Dolly’s buns are in dire need of a spread!
Place the Admiral in the oven! Watch him rise like bread!!
Stir real slowly!! Hitting all sides with the crème!
Careful!! It’s slippery and beginning to steam!!

Tastes mighty gooey, dipped in warm apple pie
Steady there Admiral! Don’t let it hit her in the eye!
Dolly, turn down the heat! He’s ready to blow!!
The cream horn's all moist and raring to go!

Knead right here, make it juicy and pliant!!
Can’t take much more of this pounding excitement!!
The Admiral’s éclair’s stuffed between snug lips
As the filling erupts and heads straight to her hips!

hurry. . .not to dither
perhaps you’ll discover
laughter, another
warm heart or shoulder
perhaps far greater
deep under water
reflected back
a figure
intrinsic
in nature

The ancients gods can sing and dance
The modern ones can speak in tongues
And none of them wants marbles
When gold is what they are after

Help the poor with treats
But give the rich their banquet
Show your face in charities
But mingle socially with celebrities

And if you must spent lavishly
Do so to those with deep pockets
And throw away your old and unwanted
To brings smiles to the less fortunate

Be seen among the movers and shakers
And not the small time thieves and beggers
Nothing is free is their life policy
Agents are prostitutes in disguise

Do not weep, do not sigh
For I have been granted
All my wishes
On the day you were born
I once said
That to catch a rainbow
You must grasp
All the colours
Of life
The fish never swam upstream
Without a tale to tell
The tiger did not roar
For meaningless purpose
I as one person still left life’s imprints
On the track that
Had been worn down by
So many that had passed
This way before
And so I left, my purpose fulfilled
Allowing you to greet the new dawn
So smile at your grief’s shedding
For I wore your hearts on my sleeve

Haunting, daunting.. perhaps merely a dream..
A myriad of not so quite silent screams..
The essense of evil.. as blasphemy coated it's ugly self
like putrid cursed words on a profanely painted shelf..
Sarcasm slithered like vile snakes on the ground..
Forked tongue,pointed directly at all who abound..
The escape route is closely guarded
No chance you will win..
Abandon all hope,
All ye that enter in.

gold hidden in the rugged earth
upon which lay your quest
yet murky and turbid is the dew
that is harvested in a cup of sand
your weakness never sets
over the parch and scorching heat
nor will your strength
ever laid to rest
until you will run out
of your sweats
you will want to know
deep within your heart
why all this land
is covered with blood
and yet the world lay witness
and mightily unconcerned
to its naked plight

your mind will never fathom
why the rift is burning strong
so you will keep on digging
until you reach the bottom
hoping it will lay bare
all the reasons,
that this blood covered land
is a conflict no more
in the mighty difference
of white and black color
but the gap of those
who have and who don't

the question is...will man ever learn
how to vanish indifference?
give those that have not
and even out the earth's wealth
so revolt will not explode?

perhaps nobody really cares...
you are alone, abandoned
in this quest...buried
in a drifting sand
stained with ruthlessness
by the greed of human hand
glued forever
in human blood.

`Heart-aches and pains, the derelics of love. Now no-longer twained, feeling rejected and shoved! Hopes that are shattered, pieced to the floor. Emotionally bruised and battered, pained to the core. Drained of its substance, heart left for dead. This, my mind distant, thoughts desert my head. Void now of emotions, a soul gone cold. I have the notion, i am all alone. My heart, my heart, shattered and so sore! Loveless:- its a dearth; empty flesh, nothing more. Once love did blossom, another soul it adored. It vacated this bussom; love, don't live here anymore!

reflections on the mirror
elusive and splintered
a soul I once possessed
buried there in the prism
of brokenness
once in a while it appears
like shadows illumined
only in the dark
but it knows I am waiting
I just can't capture it
in the light
love they say is abound
and yet I haven't found one
or if it finds me, am I ready to be found?
perhaps
I really am just a figment of imaginings
maybe...

The Demon Mistress of last night's horror,
Dreams away in sacred little fancies;
And sick the morning after to abhor,
Now that she has cast her necromancies.

The dark last night was one of restless sleep,
In the shadowland 'tween wake and slumber;
T'was dragged to sink in Morpheus' deep,
Arms there to forget and not remember.

She's a woman - (though I've not seen her face);
As floating gently, in seas quite fathomless,
I'm then roused a little by her unquiet grace;-
To be plunged into an ocean bottomless.

My life force and my energy desire;
Is taken by this ghastly Succubus,
She mounts me in my sleep - my rod of fire,
Thrusts upward, and into her nothingness.

She wants it all, to drain my energy;
The rhythm of her hips now grows more frantic,
I'm helpless to resist too young to die;
She stops me at my peak in taunting tantric.

I start awake now drenched in sweat and shaking;
I hear a she-cat shriek in piteous cry,
Mewling at the midnight moon and taking,
Weak souls to their dreadful destiny.




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I can see she looks at me strangely
Something here is not right
My Darling wife, the love of my life
Might not be who I think she is

Yesterday I'm sure she was
The one I thought she was
But today, what can I say
I think they switched her round

She looks and talks the same
She acts and walks the same
Why hell, she even smells the same
Yet there is something in those eyes

Though the body looks just the same
I'm sure it's not my Darling
I don't know why they switched her round
There has to be a reason

For now I will play their game
I'll not let on I know it
Sometime soon they will slip up
And then I will have caught them