Best Messin Poems

what's goin on here
yeah yo hot momma and yo soul sistah
fightin and  freakin
smilin then pic-pac-pic-pac wrestlin
and you makin me go go go
to start another...

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Hometown memories

 I met her when l was very young. Only a few years old,l started hanging out with her.Till our relationship got really intimate...

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Play da camera man…for ya can
grab the photo clip and flirt ..so hip
sling that gangsta drivel..for sure
reeks of evil the worm in da core..
but dontya...

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Life is good wen ur missing that certain fragrance, warmth heated imaginary endless love, soft kisses filled with Every intention to kover a wonded heart,...

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last night I prayed for you
I prayed for yu
As if I was praying for me
That he guard you throughout your day
And protect you from the...

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Where are the birds? They should be feeding.
Did they  come and go while I was reading?
Or is that pesky cat out there?
Oh no, she’s...

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I’m all jacked up on the bottle
And I’m wacked out of my mind
She left me for that mail man
Brown suit done crossed the line

That package...

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Smoke signals rise from Sitting Duck cavern
In town the Pitt gang are trashing the tavern
John Wayne strolled in and he ain’t here to dance
They say...

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I just want to get across to all of you very clearly,
You Mess With P D And You're Messin With Me,
and I know that P...

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Hey stupidity, i see you 
lookin at me. Hey 
dumbness, i hear you 
callin me to your mess. 
Want me to play your 
game, well...

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Cowboy Ray here...  
I am a bronco bustin lover
Sunday meeting goin to see my girl Darla
Hankerin fer a cold can of beans to be...

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A young girl still in her teens worrying about a dude that is 17
She thinks of him constantly while hes out playin games
Some people say...

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MELANCHOLIA

     Had he left putting me
     in reverie of melancholia?
   Rather I left him
 ...

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Smoke signals rise from Sitting Duck cavern
In town the Pitt gang are trashing the tavern
John Wayne strolled in and he ain’t here to dance
They say...

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you on the move
to something new
i was so deeply in love with you
not thinking you will leave
but you was out to decieve
repeat2x:

i did believe 
when...

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