In the country lives a Lady
Heart of gold has she
Likes to live life so simple
Surrounded by friends and family
Doesn't like life of drama
Believes in honest, open, direct
Even though heart of tomboy
Can dress and act like a Lady
Loves the outdoor, sports and reading
Flowers, walks and motorcycles
Go for car rides to nowhere
Only thing her heart is missing
Man to share the love she has
God has promised her a partner
Time will come with patient wait
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Posted: Sep 2011
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Her hair is like spun gold
Hard, brittle and sparse
A smile to launch a thousand ships
And send them to the bottom
Eyes bright like dead of night
The corpses they run screaming
Teeth of pure pearly white
Well maybe they once were
Now just black and rotten
The skin on face, smooth and white
On the cracks she used body filler
Her ears so daintily long
Almost touching her shoulders
Nose so petite, sits right there
Competition for Mt Fujiyama
All in all such a beauteous sight
And that's just above her shoulders
Well shoulders so dainty
Come on, you think I jest
Compared to the hump she carries
To call it a hump is to make light of it
Would seem more like a small Mitsubishi
And bosoms so fine, they're rather large
They drag along the ground behind her
It would be remiss of me
Not to speak of this other
This place so private it be
But hell, I might as well
You can certainly smell it coming
This smells something between
A huge rotting cesspool
And the other I don't want to imagine
So my advice to you my friend
If you should see her coming
Leave your honey toast behind
And run like hell's hounds behind you
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Posted: Sep 2011
About this poem:
This is not really his girlfriend.........she said no
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My name is Gypsy Rose Lee
For a mere pittance you can enjoy
All your dreams I'll make come true
Look at this luscious body
Firm hips and juicy booty
Soft billowy double D's
Smooth flat stomach to tempt you on
Will do a belly dance for you
Then below sits heaven waiting for you
Amazing tricks it can perform
Well worth this bit of money
And don't forget these lips so hot
They'll take you straight to heaven
The power in these lips is a must
To enjoy all my specials
What do you mean you have no money
You made me waste my time
Hello there Sir, yes you Sir
My name is Gypsy Rose Lee
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Posted: Sep 2011
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Fourth angel's turn it came
To blow that dreadful sound
Let all who hear brace themselves
For what was next to come
The sun grew dim, it shone not bright
Nor stars nor moon at night
A third was gone, no longer there
And day turned into night
The warmth of sun turned so cold
And third of day was gone
Winter across all the lands
And winter in people's hearts
Across the sky an angel flew
Crying out with sorrow
Woe, woe, woe
To inhabitants of the earth
Though all these signs were given
And woes that did befall them
Never once did most turn back
And cease God accursing
Fifth in line this angel stood
Trumpet's note resounding
Was the sign for evil one
Given keys to Hades
Out of pit the evil came
The air like night it darkened
Locust came like horses shaped
Readied for the battle
Out the came from depths of hell
To spread across the land
Death was not given them
But instead theirs to torment
Hair so fair like woman's pride
Adorned by crown so golden
Teeth like lions, sharp and cruel
And breastplates made of iron
Giving them the run of earth
But harm not vegetation
Man their target five months long
Not to kill but torment
Safe were those with sign of God
Safe from all this torture
Stood and watched their fellow man
Screaming out their torment
This horror loosed upon the earth
To roam so far and wide
None were safe that knew not God
Hunted by destroyer
The sixth angel stood tall
And lifted horn to blow
Eerie note sounded forth
To drift to earth below
A shout went up as heaven roared
And riders forth a riding
There before them lay the dead
Beneath the hooves were trampled
Forth they rode, north, south, east and west
All the earth they covered
One third of earth was given them
For death and destruction
Oh how they wailed and gnashed their teeth
And cursed all that in heaven
Yet still they fell to horror's death
Beneath black rider's onslaught
Two hundred million riding forth
Their eyes so fiercely blazing
Two hundred million riding forth
Death their only mission
Oh how the angels wept above
To see below the carnage
Had they turned their face to God
Salvation would be given
And still they cursed and railed at God
Rejecting all salvation
Even now God's loving hand
Would lift and cup them gently
The seventh angel stood at post
For final trumpet blow
Woe to all when he did blow
The final judgement's come
The time had come to change things
For Jesus to return
The battle's end was in sight
For God to reign again
The devil cast in pit below
With all those who would follow
Had they but turned from evil ways
They too would rule with Jesus
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Posted: Sep 2011
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I was laying in bed dreaming last night while
A shrewdness of apes walked across my bed
Stop I yelled you can't do that
But not one would stop and listen
A troop of baboons followed a herd of bison
While a drove of bullocks stood by
A wake of buzzards flew overhead
And a quiver of cobras slithered by
This is too much, I can't take more
I shouted again and again
A herd of elephants drowned me out
As the gaggle of geese waddled by
My bed was a mess as you can imagine
Made worse by a band of gorillas
They stepped on the eggs from a brood of hens
And stirred up a nest of hornets
A pride of lions roared so load
They scared the herd of moose
The covey of partridges flew away
And last to leave was the herd of seals
What a mess left behind
The stench was most unbearable
If I should wake and it was true
I'll need help this time tomorrow
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Posted: Jul 2011
About this poem:
Just having some fun
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COME LOOK AT ME, I HEAR YOU SCREAM
LOOK DEEP INTO MY EYES
WHAT DO YOU SEE LURKING THERE
WAITING TO BE FOUND
COME LISTEN TO ME, I HEAR YOU SHOUT
COME LISTEN TO MY WORDS
WHAT DO THEY SAY, WHAT DO THEY TELL
WHAT DO YOU HEAR FROM ME
COME FEEL THIS HEART, I HEAR YOU YELL
THIS BEATING HEART WITHIN
WHAT DOES THIS RAPID RHYTHM SPELL
WHAT MEANING LAYS IN THIS
COME TASTE MY LOVE, I HEAR YOU WHISPER
COME CLOSER NEAR TO ME
AND ALL I AM AND ALL I'LL BE
MY LOVE, FOR YOU, MY LOVE
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Posted: Jun 2011
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Yo, let's play a game of kickit
First you find something to kickit
Then you kickit day and night
Kickit here and kickit there
Well, let's kickit everywhere
But remember kickit gently
Don't kickit like on rampage
Kickit softly, kickit nice
Always treat the kickit right
When finished dust kickit off
Kickit on the shelf gently place
With respect the kickit treat
Next time kickit ready for you
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Posted: Sep 2011
About this poem:
A new game of kickit as described in the International Rules For Kickit.
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Silently my love speaks
There's no hate, no violence
From eyes truth shines
Faithfulness speaks in silence
Her love pours forth
Like rain storm driven
Wild and tempestuous building up
Yet all is freely given
Her heart she freely offers
Both hands held out to me
Taken, this gift most humbly
Together we shall be
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Posted: Sep 2011
About this poem:
The real ???????????
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Billy Boyd lived on the outskirts of town
In a ramshackle cabin all broken down
A wife, five children and money he had none
He tried his best, he worked so hard
But what he earned, she spent to look smart
Food was scarce and kids used to starve
He'd pray to God bring help from above
Abuse and beatings was all that he got
Whilst she'd go roaming to seek more lovers out
Home she'd come to laugh in his face
And he would weep silently at night
Oh God, he'd cry, please help me to cope
But only silence met his pleas so desperate
His eyes fell upon the carving knife
The blade so clean and shiny bright
To plunge this knife into his heart
And end this painful miserable life
With shaking hands he went to reach
When again she hurled abuse at him
Out he went to run her errands
When someone in the street did stop him
I can tell what ails you my friend
So spoke to him this stranger
What you must seek is close to you
Behind red door in dingy street
You will find what you seek
The Lost Boy's Club
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Posted: Sep 2011
About this poem:
Keep the secret
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I am the land
The land is me
Together, we are
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Posted: Sep 2011
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It was a dingy, dark alley
Refuse piled up every where
Small shapes could be made out
Moving amongst the rubbish
You hear scurrying sound of rats
And there is an overwhelming smell
Of urine, faeces and putrid vomit
The smell so bad that you retch
This alley is lit by a single globe
Casting eerie shadows across all
And there at the end is a red door
Leading to The Lost Boy's Club
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Posted: Sep 2011
About this poem:
I am only telling you so keep this a secret
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Beauty explodes
Ever so radiant
From her smile
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Posted: Sep 2011
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