Best None Of Your Business Poems
Silly Sally sells books, this week there's a sale -
New titles each Friday; I go without fail.
This book took the do-it-yourselfers by storm:
"How To File Your Own Taxes" by May Linda Form.
If this one's available, I'm calling dibs:
"Let's Cook in the Backyard " by Barbie Q. Dribs.
If that one is sold out, this might fit the bill:
"The Perfect Hamburger" by Patty O'Grill.
If you don't have time for the whole book, just scan it:
"Naming Your Newspaper" by Dale E. Planet.
This one's selling out, be the first on your block:
"You Must Bring My Daughter Home" by Ada Clock.
One book I've been wanting I think really rocks:
It's called "Spooner's Footwear". It's by Susan Shocks.
You students may need this one for your next quiz:
"It's All About Nature" by Ollie G. Whiz.
And speaking of science, this one is debateable:
"Decomposing Organisms" by O. deGradable.
If you know a student, I'm sure they will love:
"Better Test Taking" by Olive D. Above.
At 70 cents, this old book is a cheapie:
"Hypnosis Tricks" by U. R. Barry Sleepy.
For those with a more Catholic upbringing:
"Be On Time For Church" by Isabel Ringing.
Need help thinking quicker? This one's on the button:
"Reacting in Crises" by Olive O'Sudden.
You could take this one on your longer vacations:
"Destroyer Warfare" by Mandy Battlestations.
To order this title, you may have to beg:
"My Very Small Breakfast" by I. Ada Negg.
I know of a fitness book you ought to buy:
"I'm Living Forever" by Dawn Wanda Dye.
This could be a best-seller, I have no doubt:
"It's None of Your Business, You Twit!" by Bud Out.
You may think these books are for real. If you do,
there's a nice bridge in Brooklyn I'd like to sell you!
Mesh
Of my window screen
In spring
Licked from the inside by our inherited old lady
She is made of bird bones
White whiskers
Wearing her oversized fur coat in the new heat
Pulled from mothballs
Tongue of sandpaper
Scratches and tastes
I don’t know what
Bitter pollen?
Invisible scents of fellow felines
Hunting shrews from under the garden?
Or lion mares of dandelions?
Perhaps
She is merely savoring herself
In the intricate weave of parallel atoms
Who wants a mirror at this age?
Without ears or eyes in her private world
She finds an in between
Alive
On the inside
And from the outside
My ancient mom hisses
None of your business.
Never let a good day go astray
by brooding over a bad yesterday.
Relax, go with the flow
and learn to just let it go.
What others think of you is none of your business,
though it helps you understand the value of forgiveness.
Don't worry about those who are quick to condemn.
The best thing to do is to simply ignore them.
We can never predict misfortune
or the adversity that life can bring.
So, it's best to have patience. Give it time,
because time heals almost everything.
Be sure to pay attention,
be vigilant and aware
that those who are unhappy
are those who want to compare.
Don't be easily lured
into feelings of dismay.
The only person you should try to outdo
is the person you were yesterday.
It's okay to have doubt
and not have things figured out.
Relax, stay calm, take care,
and know that, in time, you'll get there.
Yes, life can be full of slings and arrows
and overall "crappiness".
Just remember it's on you:
only you are in charge of your happiness.
Life is short. We're only here for awhile.
Enjoy it while you have it, and don't forget to smile!
Don't get a bug in your butt because I like to eat
So it's none of your business if I can't see my feet
My tee shirt on the line looks like a sheet
While driving, my right hip's in the passenger seat
One serving of ice cream just won't do
So I buy a half gallon, it contains two
I'd tie my laces but I can't reach my shoe
I bought a diet book and I ate that too
Really, I think I should take some weight off soon
When I bend over the neighbor sings Allegheny Moon
When I start breakfast at eight, I finish by noon
When I wear corduroy pants, they play their own tune
I'm sick of TV shows saying I gotta be thin
I'm very well rounded for the shape that I'm in
When I touch my knees I display a horizontal grin
If there's a pie eating contest in town, you know I'd win
Really, I ordered a pizza because pizza is great
I told him to slice it in six because I couldn't eat eight
Really, don't call me names, that's something I hate
But if you call me for dinner, I'll never be late
Read these words,
as they flow to chaos.
The expression of rage
inked across the page.
You think you know me,
you don't know ****.
Scared and tattooed,
I hide all of it.
And if I gave
a reason why.
The answer would be;
what's mine is mine
My past,
My pain,
My life,
My way,
It's none of your business
beyond this place.
Criminal white collar
selling nothing for gains.
Only chameleons
side step the blame.
Never in my life
have I lived this way.
Yet still it seems
I'm pushing up stream.
A sea of white collars,
against the grain.
I swear there must be
a better way.
With far too many
bills to pay,
I'm forced to keep pushing
in directions I hate,
for lack of a better way.
And so I'll let emotion
flow across the page.
So I can say,
what I need to say,
for lack of a better way.
Fornification is my sin and I can't put down my hands because I confess this to Him and He is a merciful Lord of Hosts, but I vow...I'll not be married or be in another relationship again due to my many breakups and heartaches alike
Owning up to my name and I am proud of my fame, though it didn't give me fortune
Racing up and down the road with my favourite bicycle
None of your business - come over here and be mine, bae and I will make you feel on fleek
In and out of me, I need a fix and my bones are rattling from the pop music that is therapeutic to all aspects of my life
Feeling myself on beat...feeling myself in rhythm...feeling you in adoration's admirable atmosphere without fear...without the shedding of tears
I love you forever and ever...no one is gonna take you away from me...maybe, I'm obsessed and my head is in the clouds as always
Can't stand the silence between us...there's the truth behind lies...we are on the same rowdy bus...don't wave your casual goodbyes...
And I'm sorry for committing fornification... the frustration is regretable and unstable, but I am able to heal slowly, but surely...
Tension is here...I can feel it...listen! Pay attention...lust and passion are my downfalls and I have not ignored His calls...
Isolating myself was my coping mechanism for far too long...I can't even show my face in public because I'm outlandish and unique...I'm afraid to be judged wrongly...I felt all the emoticons on your iPhone...
Oh, it did go over my head...you are living your life in South America...but we are very similar...I loved Skype Calling you - it was such an awesome experience, but it ended abruptly because I reflect weirdness and I'm awkward as hell on Mount Everest...I'm stronger than I realize, I'm not alone and I'm not a failure...I will fight with my might to fight the urges that led to my one and only ugly, deceiving sin - fornification
Nothing can undo the past...the urges come back to attack; alas, God has my back
So what, I'm upset, deal with it!
If you can't, tough, get out of my face!
My reasons are none of your business!
You need to just give me my space!
Don't you dare tell me to, "just chill out"...
Or, "at least act like you're in a good mood"
Don't take it personally, I ain't mad at you
And I'm NOT copping a bad attitude!
It's just sometimes my thoughts kinda darken
And I can't shake it off, wish I could.
So the only advise I can give you
Is get away from me, THAT would be good.
And then, when I start feeling better,
Don't act like you're all upset too!
Let it go, you do NOT make me feel bad!
You just make me feel like punching you!
Yes, I call you names and yell insults,
But when mad, I can't help how I act.
I'm so happy to tell you what I think of you
And I wont even bother with tact.
Being warned, if you still want to know me,
If you think you can handle the strain,
Then just don't say that I didn't warn you,
And I do NOT want to hear you complain!
Rise up child,
Rise high.
It is time to ignore the existence of racism discrimination , antagonism, tribalism and xenophobia on earth.
As It is hard for you to change some people who hate the truth.
Stop playing victim to favour others,
Correct your small mistakes and challenge them face to face with truth.
There are no big liars who can stand when their lies are exposed by the truth.
Focus on your heavenly duties and ignore the intimidation of demonic spirits which are surrounding you.
Uplift the neutral golden flag higher,
Play neutral between the nations of ancient conficts which turned to racial silent wars on earth.
It is time to expose lies,
Time to wipe out tears of millions of people who continue living in fear ,
With pains,
traumatised.
The sun is shining bright from high place
Look at the sun morning, midi and the evening
You will understand your mission on earth.
It is a hard task reason why you continue witnessing many challengers here and there.
Just go,
Keep going,
Going on the earth
It is hard to get credit from some people who made you their enemies because of their secret agenders.
Your being so good and kind will always sound bad to them, as their final decision is to always see you under their feet.
Fire and Water are not friends but both two can kill their innocent people whenever they want to prove their powers.
When you visit the territory of carnivores, do not knock for six when you find the skeletons of their love ones.
When you go to any graveyard, do not flabbergast to find the graves of some people who were killed by some friends, relatives , neighbours and colleagues innocently.
Majority of the world politicians and business people dont have mercy whenever they feel money or powers disturb " interesting deals interrupt ."
It is so sad to tell you that but it is the naked truth about some systems of this cruel World.
Carnivores eat herbivores and other carnivores .
It is none of your business,
Don't interfere their businesses,
Continue to speak the truth to help them change in the future.
I thank you.
March 17/2023
By Alfonso Warally Ngengethe Mussabwa Chris
Every touch of decision,
Cast in the breeze,
Gaining velocity,
Coldness of the soul,
Firely outpour rage reaching strife outcome.
Poisonous darts laughing vainfully,
Engaging anyone on it's path.
Rapid strength,
Spread wide in areas of innocent.
Only to see fall,
Hearts of gold,
Shattered to chillness abyss.
Concern I should let be,
Keeping to my ownself?
One is correct,
But it is a battle within me,
Turning heart's head,
Looking somewhere else in pretend,
Accknowledging that wolves are still among the human race.
When I awoke, I found I was in a different land
stood amongst trees and flowers made of sand
still holding the tv Tuna in my hand.
I walked in through the Crabs side door
and Floundered, couldn't feel my feet any more
they had gone from right under my nose
Why they were there in the first Plaice? Who knows?
The Crab wasn't home, so I left him a note
with no pen or paper, you may ask how was it wrote?
ahh, well, that's none of your business
but all the Fish know how it is.
Through the window, I see horses, oh Seahorses
Something sparked and made me squeal
I just trod on an Electric Eel
A smile Bream-ed wide across my face
as I plugged in my double Bass
rockin' out with Squid and George Martin
having a party in the Octopus' garden.
Oh such a happy place to be, below the waves and under the sea!
©John-Ovan.P.Hull
Copyright 2014 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
POETIC LYRICS BY THOMAS L.H. ANDRESS
Aspen to Maine...London to Rome...Tok-y-O-to Mars
And Mars to Venus'...outter-stars!
When your mixing bowl...is...set...just-right
Cars come rolling...and the Stars...in their cars...PETAL-TO-METAL
To reach your stars!
FIVE-STARS...when the recipe is...SET RIGHT!
Beefy-guy...cheesey-girls...ALOTTA-HOT-AIR
Baking-it-Right!
MIXED-RIGHT!
Fruity-Cakes...and a Cheese-Cake Princess...ALOTTA-TO-MATOES
Baking-it-Right!
MIXED-RIGHT!
None-of-your-business!
It's a FIVE-STAR-DINER...in Pink-Champagne and Ice!
THAT'S-Nice!
It's a FIVE-STAR-DINER...in Pink-Champagne and Ice!
THAT'S-Nice!
Beefy-guy's STRO-GAN-OFF...ING...'NOTHER-GOLD-EN PRINCESS!
Beefy-guy's STRO-GAN-OFF...ING...'NOTHER-GOLD-EN PRINCESS!
MIXED-RIGHT...Danger's...Only a Silly Name
In a Gameless...RECIPE!
MIXED-RIGHT...Danger's...Only a Silly Name
In a Gameless...RECIPE!
Mahi...Mahi-A...a-LOTTA...HOT-AIR!
When a tasteless BURGER...WON'T-DO!
SET-YOUR...DO!
Golden-Spurs-'n-Saddles!
Riding...TO-A-SUMMER-SET...TING...and-Wonders
When Stars-in-Cars...Come-Rolling...To-an-Endless-Summer!
Mahi...Mahi-A...a-LOTTA...HOT-AIR!
When a tasteless BURGER...WON'T-DO!
SET-YOUR...DO!
Golden-Spurs-'n-Saddles!
Riding...TO-A-SUMMER-SET-TING...and-Wonders
When Stars-in-Cars...Come-Rolling...To-an-Endless-Summer!
Tacos and Stars...Stars in Joints...Joining Together
In a Mixing Bowl...A RE-CI-PE FOR SUC-CESS!
Tacos and Stars...Stars in Joints...Joining Together
In a Mixing Bowl...A RE-CI-PE FOR SUC-CESS!
PLATING A BOWL...Mixed-Right...it's just beef, beans, pork, chicken
Or Just Hashin It!
PLATING A BOWL...Mixed-Right...it's just beef, beans, pork, chicken
Or Just Hashin It!
A-RE-CI-PE...A-REST-AURANT...It's-FIVE-STAR!
A-RE-CI-PE...A-REST-AURANT...It's-FIVE-STAR!
Stands a beautiful tree firmly with its gracious branches and boughs
On a bank of a running or on an edge of round pond
May be it is on the skirt of triangular lake
Natural or artificial
Or it is in the middle of an esplanade
It can grow anywhere,
In the moon or in your orchard
The place where it will grow is none of your business
Just see its beauty and show thankfulness
Feel its usefulness and express gratitude
But here it is not my job to describe the charms of a tree
Neither is it to make you understand how to appreciate delicacy or loveliness
As other poets delightfully do in their handsome and alluring drabs
That duty I left gladly long before for idiots
As I got another work of other kinds
Another responsibility, another task of other types
To split the beans and peel the skins
To smooth the bones and puncture the balloon
Wherever I find stupidity, nonsense and bloody foolishness
In the middle of telling you these serious issues
I see a spectacle of a donkey
Near the valley among the green leaves
In their words, in between their lips
At the tip of their tongues, at depth of your throats
And below in the meadow in the bushes of shrubs and grasses
A circus is run by the jokers and baboons
The promoters and the patrons of the parade try hard
To catch my precipitated attention and perpetuated concentration
Baffled I remain and look at the sky before taking a sigh
I decided not to give favourable response as wise men know
This is neither my kind of monkey nor is this my kind of show.
9/30/2023
I have heard this saying all of my life,
There is just no handbook, for any age!
I hear it still~ and it fills me with strife.
These Dudley-Do-Rights, please turn the page?
Get a life, and let us spread our wings!
We give you space to be who you are!
None of your business if we had a fling.
Smile and get a fresh cookie from a jar.
I DON’T KNOW
HOW TO ACT MY AGE
I’VE NEVER
BEEN
THIS OLD BEFORE!
~~
Who.or what am I, can you figure it out/
Life is like chess, wanna play/
I am the King of chess, who am I/
I am the one that freed the 72 Demons Kings/
I studied the darkness since I was a child/
Inspired by all the Villains on TV/
When I freed the demons Solomon trapped, I made them more powerful/
More powerful so they are not trapped again/
I had to defeat the Holy Spirit, there was an/
Outward explosion within me but the Holy Spirit failed/
The Holy Spirit had no power over me/
My heart burns with the black flames/
Too pure, too pure for Heaven, too pure/
Can you figure out what am I/
I was rewarded for freeing the Demon Kings/
The Biblical seals were broken by me/
Armageddon is on the horizon/
I descended the Qliphoth, ascended the Kabbalah/
I am sworn to secrecy, who am I/
Life is like chess, wanna play/
I am the King of Kings/
The first to ever achieve the Twin God, Lucifer's Twin/
I am the Commander of Hell's army/
Like the Phoenix, my soul died and was reborn/
I'm not scared for a reason, never will be/
So why try to intimidate me or threaten me/
Your hate, your negative words are without merit/
Some day you will bow while I sit on a throne/
Do as you wish, for your own decisions damns you/
Do you not see my Godlike intelligence/
I am Malifas, Lucifer's Twin, The Twin God/
Who I am and where I came from.../
The life i lived, my past, is really none of your business/
I stand on the highest mountain, defiant/
And proud of what you all turned me into/
Too pure for Heaven/
I thank you for my Godhood, thank you all/
a whore’s anthem:
“it was none of your business!”
“we weren’t together!”
“you’re not my dad!”
“you’re not my boss!”
“you’re a bitc?!”
“I pay my bills!”
“it’s my house!”
“I don’t need your say so to go
out, if I want to, I will.”
“that’s my friend!”
“that’s my family!”
“I’ll drink with him again!”
“I love you. I’d never cheat on
you. I don’t know why you think
I’m that kind of bitc?.”
By: Chicano Eddie
11.7.2018