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Joseph Eastmond Poem
paris,
the daughter of a hotel tycoon,
like jim harris,
she acts like a baboon
oh come on,
you know what you do,
eating a bonbon,
I wish I could say screw you
a dirty VIDEO,
too many to name,
hearing abou you on the RADIO,
it's all the stinking same
a dumb blonde,
who is an idiot,
just like Mr..smith,
wants to get jiggy with it
who cares paris,
who cares if you get hit by a pepsi truck,
here's to you paris,
guess what, you suck!!!!
Copyright © Joseph Eastmond | Year Posted 2006
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Joseph Eastmond Poem
what is love?
what does it mean?
is it a turtle dove,
or a beautiful summer scene?
why do we have it?
what is it for?
desires always lit,
do we ned more?
love isn't always there,
but it could be awful,
because it's not always fair ,
and you should always be careful
love is for everyone,
including you,
you don't have to love anyone,
because you have to
so if you need love,
look everywhere,
even look above,
because there's somebody out there
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the rush,
the pain,
making me blush,
and go insane
your beauty,
your style,
your simplicity,
makes it all worth while
the pain of seeing you,
and not being able to quit staring,
all day through,
your beautiful eyes glaring,
my brain,
can't compete,
you make me insane,
as you drop me to my feet,
your like a turtle dove,
rare and hard to find,
i can't escape your love,
or get you out of my mind,
a compliment,
i bet you you get them all the time,
astonishment,
but this is something i just can't hide
oh please be mine,
oh i can't stop aching,
oh your love is hard to find,
this a love i am not faking,
your lips,
sweet scented,
best trips,
no wonder why i am addictted,
please just be there,
be a true friend,
when i have always a care,,
and untill the end,
i have nothing to do,
to betray you,
its because my love is true,
forever and ever i will love you
Copyright © Joseph Eastmond | Year Posted 2006
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if she only knew,
what she put me thru,
what I had to do,
even though I cant stop loving you
your smile,
your looks,
you like to read books,
and have an outstanding style
you needed me,
and iI needed you'
why whitney,
did you what you did to me?
Copyright © Joseph Eastmond | Year Posted 2006
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