Truth seeker,
hunting the hunter
or the huntress
eccentric poets
bizarre motives,
but interesting
and fascinating.
Unwrap that string
so tangled in knots,
future teller of
which it brings,
a day seller
a night calmly sings.....
Pretentiously
and weirdly
My poetry
brings fools
to their knees,
Am, I cool?
A fascination,
morbidly
and curiously?
I am the double agent
Don't mess with me
NO FEAR OF TERRORISTS THREATS FROM DANITA DELMONT AGENT MY ABUSIVE EX HUSBAND MULES SMUGGLING DRUGS AND LAUNDERING THE STASH UNDER MY TRAUMATIC BRAIN INJURY OPERATION SOUIX CITY INTERNAL AFFAIRS LITERALLY ABUSE OF POWER 922 822 TALISA SHAW HILTON GOD BLESS AMERICA NO FRAR OF SCUM DEAR DANNY BOY OR GIRL WEARING HOOFS HOUSE HALF HORSE HALF WOMAN GALLOPING AS MY ABUSIVE EX HUSBAND RIDE THIS FRESK OF NATURE LEAVING SLIME ON MY WINDOW SILL HISSING MULE MULE RUSHING TO CANADA STUFFED WITH DRUGS THE DONKEY THE ASSES CIRO BORROWED FROM TAMPA DANEILLE VENSOR FLEE FROM ME I SMELL YOUR STENCH RAW EGGS NOSE HAIRS TOE FUNGUS OH DANNY BOY OR GIRL SEEKING MY EX HUSBAND WATCHING ME TOO SUN BATHE LISTENING TO MY SISTER'S MOM AND I ON YOUR ILLEGAL EAR PIECES YOU ARE AN ABOMINATION THE SIX THINGS DOTH THE LORD HATES SEVEN IS YOU AN ABOMINATION
I'd love to drive
A DB5
Be slim and nimble
Have a 'Q' issued thimble
Own a PPK
Called Walter some day
Raise an eyebrow at death
No intake of breath
Be attractive to women
Wear tight speedos to swim in
Have the Maldives as back-up
Let the Amex card rack-up
Pout on photos when taken
Rather martinis were shaken
It's a fantasy game
As I just stay the same
Not a credible hero
Only seven more than zero
MANIPULATING AGENT
Oh man!
You have been hypnotized
Sexually and emotionally,
You have become prey to the Opposite sex:
She controls the man with Her voluptuous body Physique,
She gains the advantage of
The enslaved man to achieve
Her own end;
Subjugated through lust
subjected to the sexual
Power of an exclusive deity, woman;
Man is a slave to the Opposite sex,
Slave to her curvy, rounded Breast,
Slave to her smooth, well shaped gluteus Maximus;
Man is a slave to the Sparkling, beauteous Nature Of her glowing skin,
The vicious circle of man's Manipulation And Exploitation continues;
He is being manipulated Sexually, Emotionally, Mentally, and physically
By the exclusive deity, woman.
Ex-soldier
fights for breath
Agent Orange
of mercy an agent
wherever God will have went
to save souls He meant
golfer world renown
should see their face when it frowned
ball in lake had drowned
his ball went astray
wind had blown his ball away
so at home should stay
MORAL AGENT:
Seriously, he understands life so well.
Refreshes himself with farewell,
Whenever time seems to past or fade.
Really does he get his future finely laid,
At every cost of time without a blame.
He cherishes good name than fame.
Even when he fails or lose in life game,
Never does he give up or feel ashame.
Tenacity is always his golden diadem,
And abstractly, patience is his emblem.
He appreciates all forms of situations,
Of which he deals with deliberations.
The society knows of his good works,
But he never blows his own trumpet.
When men are showing off their gains,
He chooses to sit,listen and deduce.
He's never moved by what people say,
No matter what...He is self-enthused.
Moreover, he is relentless in any case,
So by no means does he get confused.
A human being with a lions heart,
Very brave and strong but never brags.
In silence does he work towards a win,
And powerfully, he lives like a king.
For his actions reflects his attitude...,
Which proves wisdom is his attribute.
He is always ready to help the needy,
Since he is contented and not greedy.
ancient warrior
covered with agent orange
pays
Ear, Ave u herd of a cow
she goes by the name of 6373,
an itch between her toe,
she has horns the size of a pitch fork
her udders are ready to go...
Wait one minute
so you can see
I' ll fetch the Lantern for Mrs O Leary...
You dashed about the factory
looking for the oil
kicked a Lantern over
Chicargo burned to the soil....
You blamed it on the cow 6373
an itch between her toe
horns the size of a pitch fork
her udders ready to go .....
Daddy is an FBI agent he tells me.
But it’s a secret. Shh!
This surprises me.
On TV they do not tell their children.
Agencia
You hack accounts and invade privacy
Is this what you do?
Shame on you shame on you
You block signals and assist kidnappers
Is this what you do?
Shame on you shame on you
You frame who you want?
You plant blasphemous chat and messages
Is this what you do?
Shame on you shame on you
You tell lies and delete evidence
Is this what you do?
Shame on you shame on you
In the name of obedience you lick feet of elite
Is this what you do
Shame on you shame on you
In the name of defense you cover smugglers
Is this what you do?
Shame on you shame on you
Officers who gives you the right to play with our lives?
Note. You wish me dead.
Musalman to bohat door ki BAAT hai,
Ham to shayad kafir bhi na rahay..
Do zabano do chehron vali makhloq.Abdus Salam.
Thank You Edward Snowden
Our intelligence agencies are fooling us
Selling us manipulating us ruling us
Lying and cheating in the name of defense
Why they Spy civilians?
Why they hack and control?
What is their goal??
Q. Do you want to live in a society that does these sort of things?
Note.
HD Apnay officers say bool,
Bhalu Shah hai Sain Baglol..
Paidaish say moot Tak jhot boltay rehtay hain
Khud ko musalman dosron ko kafir kehtay hain.
Lesson. We can't wake these hypocrites who are pretending to be asleep.
Mad kings are sly devils,
and like math homework,
they’re hard to get rid of.
Like ex-boyfriends they
waltz the line of patience
with dawdling acknowledgements
and sluggish departures.
You find yourself the airline
agent, “Sorry sir, your departure
is booked and ticket printed -
please proceed to the gate."
I am a free moral agent
I detest imprisonment
I abhor bondage
I reject life in the cage
I am imbued with the ability to choose
So I choose freedom
Freedom from political oppression
Freedom from economic oppression
Freedom from religious oppression
Freedom from poverty
Freedom from hypocrisy
Freedom to speak when humanity is in danger
Freedom to say yes when my heart means so
Freedom to say no when the world says yes
Freedom to be myself and nobody else
Freedom to stand on God’s authority
Instead of man’s majority
Freedom from demonic entanglements
Trials and temptations may come my way
But I cannot run away from them
Cause they speak strength to my life
I was born to be free
And so no impediments should limit my freedom
Phone Me Now Now
A guy called up a customer order line and talked to a gal agent:
“Its for my step sister she needs a dress.”
“What type?”
“Long, short, slutty. Yes, slutty.”
“Are you wearing underwear?”
“What kind of question is that?”
“Well, are you?”
“Yes, I am.”
“What type?”
“A red thong. Back to the dress. What type?”
“Bare shoulders and short skirt.”
“Yes, that one. In blue.”
“Ok then.”
“Oh babe, I’m coming. It feels so good!”
“How dare you! How ing dare you! This is all recorded.”
“I’m off now. Send the recording to your boss baby. I love you.”
There was the sound of a gunshot, the agent screamed and call ended.
out soon SUCTION PUMP 2020
Jimmy Boom Semtex
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