Sun-streaked topaz,
of faint silhouette,
woman gulping phrases,
uncanny mirror’s orbital,
of resonance,
in blind recess,
seeing, hearing icicled image,
psychic blobs melt,
in close locus,
hair-raising halo,
hallucinate my opal eyes,
sultry smokescape,
furnace of,
walnut garland,
from ambling weeper,
whose shaken trauma,
I shudder and pine for,
at red coal pit of,
my abdominal agony,
this lava veiled,
human’s sideswipe,
“you remind me of someone,”
whilst being eclipsed,
by vanilla vapours,
in a hazy billow,
rippling stream heart,
inducing isthmus of,
harrowing bereavement,
blue vault fluke
surreal concoction,
shrouded in mystique,
enigmatic shroud,
shrouded pang,
otherworldly episode
Sun-streaked topaz,
of faint silhouette,
woman gulping phrases,
uncanny mirror’s orbital,
of resonance,
in blind recess,
seeing, hearing icicled image,
psychic blobs melt,
in close locus,
hair-raising halo,
hallucinate my opal eyes,
sultry smokescape,
furnace of,
walnut garland,
from ambling weeper,
whose shaken trauma,
I shudder and pine for,
at red coal pit of,
my abdominal agony,
this lava veiled,
human’s sideswipe,
“you remind me of someone,”
whilst being eclipsed,
by vanilla vapours,
in a hazy billow,
At the vintage of my madness, every morning a king dresses and undresses in the image of my father.
-Which smile spreads across such a vile face?
Who can touch the whorish darkness on my lip?
My wakefulness distills shrapnel pieces into my inflamed abdominal cavity.
The parenthesis of something in my cannibalism: “Women Who Run with the Wolves.”
My tongue and palate are in pain, a glass of martini under the full moon.
Old dynamites and rat eyes in my limbs…
An old circus traveler plays me with strings on my arms.
The god of lust living in my groin crushes all theories.
I am a hunter now on my mother’s knees.
Last night, I drowned my childhood in the river of innocence
The so-called "scientists" don't know jack.
Tune out CNN journalists and abandon
The network. It's a mine of misinformation.
Completely reject science; it's totally whack;
Don't believe everything you see or hear.
Whatever you do, do not drink tap water.
The fluoride the previous administrations
Mixed in it, a cognitive frequency trap.
It has to be! My fellow illuminati said so!
Tap water teems with parasitic amoeba.
It's the quickest way to a wicked diarrhea
And a host of other untold ailments.
Ah, yes! Watch out for lead poisoning,
Which killed so many folks in Flint, Michigan.
What? Have you been living under a rock?
Watch out for that abdominal pain
And bloody stool. Oh, you better believe
It was well documented on the dark web.
I'm more informed than the intelligentsia.
Trust me, do not drink tap water.
It contains bacteria and more mercury
Than you'll find in a great white shark.
Only drink bottled water, the Aquafina kind!
Wake up, smell the coffee, you sheeple,
And get with the illuminati program!
Tournament for the UNO
Championship.
Tournaments two one
The west coast the other
On the east coast.
Semi finalist will meet
To crown the inguaral
Champion. Dinner ceremony
With a concert. There the
United Worlds Checker Championship
Chess Association championship
But the light of the evening
The Pro League Uno Championship
Will be settled. They will have the
Right to call him Champion!
Promotional sponsors
And commercial sponsors
Have made the prize. One audience
Member will win big!
Concert night performers includes
Danker Dimwitt and The Crunchy Carl Band
Singing""Doo woop ditty doo wop"
Songs crooned by Bacca Briskehisk
and the Twenty Won Orchestra
Bacca promises to sing
" Sooth Me" and " Got be Mine"
What a line up, bring your own napkins please.
Seat Coupons available at Baus and Save
Arena ticket show.
Sponsored by the All talk Music Group.
A Bizzy Man Production Co.
Day Job
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An abdominal snowman’s state of mind
fixated on an eldritch view of summer.
Hoarfrost made him catch a craving
for something called Jolly-tinseltoes.
Fixated on an eldritch view of summer
even as his brumal eyes flashed gelid,
he melted at the mention of sunshine.
Hoarfrost made him catch a craving,
side effect of being a valetudinary.
Like a Seer he could taste this treat.
For something called Jolly-tinseltoes
chocolate ice cream with a berry twist,
the world was slush in eternal wintertide.
When I learned how sick you became, I knew I had to pray.
If you hadn't died, we'd be celebrating your 77th birthday.
You are the reason why I exist.
You certainly have been missed.
You were born on the side of the road because the ambulance broke down.
You were my mother and I would be happier if you were still around.
You died and there was nothing I could do to stop it from happening.
You were always a terrific mother and I'm proud to be your offspring.
I had to accept your death but I wish you were still alive.
You had an abdominal aneurysm and you didn't survive.
The surgeon couldn't save your life even though he tried.
Today would've been your 77th birthday if you hadn't died.
[Dedicated to Agnes Johnson (1948-2013) who passed away on March 6, 2013]
New year, new goal.
Laughter,
a goal that provides
many benefits.
A wellness challenge.
It makes the brain
swim in dopamine.
Is mood-lifting
and removes stress.
Increases metabolism,
and burns my calorie consumption
(I love chocolate)
Stronger abdominal muscles
and a well-shaped butt
The face becomes softer
- highlights the glow in the skin
All this without plastic surgery
- Goal's outcome
- a win-win situation.
My Abdomen
A great amount has been recorded about
my 17-year-old abdomen. My pale stomach and intestines talk
a great deal and
sleep much less.
I shut them up and
keep them awake by
drinking sludge.
Remember: for perfect abdominal muscles consume the pus from
zits.
When a Country singer died, people felt sadness and pity.
He died thirty years ago and his name was Conway Twitty.
Conway sang "Tight Fittin' Jeans" and "I'd Love To Lay You Down".
He died of an abdominal aneurysm and sadly, he's no longer around.
He was a talented singer and his death was a devastating blow.
He was only fifty-nine when he died thirty years ago.
[Dedicated to Conway Twitty (1933-1993) who died on June 5, 1993]
If people ask me if you're still alive, my answer will be no.
You became sick and left this earth over ten years ago.
Since you died, eleven Mother's Days have come around.
You had an abdominal aneurysm and you're buried in the ground.
You lived and died in Sneedville, Tennessee.
You were special and very important to me.
I had to learn how to live without you when you passed away.
If you were still alive, I would wish you a happy Mother's Day.
[Dedicated to Agnes M. Johnson (1948-2013) who passed away on March 6, 2013]
Symptoms of envenomation include headache, nausea, vomiting, abdominal pain, collapse and paralysis.(putar tenu dasan ga)(oye na dasin)
Note.Oye DON Hun dus goli ya Teka??
It has been an entire decade since we last spent Christmas together.
Less than three months later, you died and you were gone forever.
The last Christmas that we spent together is something I hold dear.
Time certainly does fly, it does not seem like it has been ten years.
After spending many Christmases together, your life came to an end.
After you died, it took nearly two years for my broken heart to mend.
You once cooked Christmas dinners and we opened gifts that were under the trees.
The memories of the years that we spent together are very important to me.
When you were only 64, you had an abdominal aneurysm and I lost my best friend.
Merry Christmas, Mom, it's sad that we can never spend Christmas together again.
[Dedicated to Agnes Marie Johnson (1948-2013) who passed away on March 6, 2013]
The essences of beauty
This admiration
her walk her appearance
a stunning performance
of perfection
She walked timely to
the grooves basset riffs
Making the most caring of
men stop to watch her
One fella called her the
shamanistic Satan
Her body made men
want to know her story
One on looker grabbed
his bass and riffed
Mocking her walk
The other grabbed his
guitar and whispered
the treble
Grooving until she
Stood before them
She pulled up her skirt
in and kicked off her
heels and danced
In front of her
Shiney new car
Grooving
Moving
Dancing
A
Sensual dance
Ooh wee
We circled the wagon
and watched
Uunacceptable amounts of diethylene glycol and ethylene glycol are contaminants.The substances are toxic,and their effects"can include abdominal pain,vomiting,diarrhoea,inability to pass urine,headache,altered mental state and acute kidney injury which may lead to death.The WHO said that India's Central Drugs Standard Control Organisation indicated that the manufacturer may have only supplied the contaminated medications to The Gambia But the WHO said that"global exposure"was possible as the"manufacturer may have used the same contaminated material in other products and distributed them locally or exported" them..
Note.Underprivileged boys died who lived in slums..
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