Best Pussies Poems
Don is the ultimate user
His deals seal you as a loser
When Trump holds the cards
The lives now in shards
Bear witness he’s an abuser
The Don has a trick to reveal
He’ll dick you and cancel your deal
Like hands on your neck
Trump voids your paycheck
And feels ecstasy when you squeal
If acts are life’s indicator
Don’s a classic woman hater
Though cratered with flab
Trump will pussies grab
As rapist and a dictator
What will show how Don’s dick-brain thinks?
Trump’s thrusts come with lies and high jinks!
Amid this disgust
Some high and non-plussed
Have heads up his rump with what stinks!
Apple blossoms derived from the Wild crab
Birds of paradise resemble a brightly colored bird in flight
Cosmos flowers are very popular among gardeners for its beauty
Dogwood is a symbol of Christianity
Eastern redbud known as spice wood tree
Freesia flowers undeniably the “individualists” of the plant world
Ghost flowers depicted a ghostly translucent with reddish-purple spot
Hawthorn flowers heal the broken heart
Iris flowers symbolize as goddess of the rainbow
Jasmine known for its sweet, exotic fragrance for thousands of years
Kangaroo paw noted for their unique bird attracting flowers
Lesser celandine has a hairless perennial in the buttercup family
Mountain laurel known as mountain-laurel or spoon wood
Naked lady known for her scientific name amaryllis or “sparkling”
Orchids also known for its ‘testicles’ – shape roots as Greek meaning
Pussy willow fancied likeness to tiny cats or “pussies”
Quercus prinus a scientific name which means Chestnut oak
Ranunculus also known as St. Anthony’s turnip.
Spring snowflake known for its scientific meaning as ‘spring white violet’
Tiger lily stands for wealth and prosperity
Ursinia is named in honor of German scholar Johannes Ursinus
Viburnum also known as cranberry bush
Winter aconite is a genus of eight species of flowering plants
Xylosteum a scientific name which means European fly honeysuckle
Yellow anemone known for its other name as buttercup anemone
Zinnia symbolizes as lasting affection and goodness
04/28/16
9th placer in a contest
given by Broken Wings
11th placer in a contest
by Eve Roper
The bully-the-pussies fat ass
Doesn't care for our middle class
"America First"
Means the wealthy are nursed
By the troll whose tower is brass
There once were two tomcats
Who wore tiny top hats.
They sat on a fence each night
And sang catcalls by moonlight
Until they saw two pussycats.
They each made a polite bow
Tipped their hats and said, "Meow!"
"You pussies are out late."
"Would y'all like a hot date?"
"Meow yes," they replied, "and here they come now."
By: Carole O'Terry Duet
Copyright: April 28, 2017
"All Rights Reserved"
from Juniper’s Daughter:
War Is Obsolete – Futility and Hope
By Nick Armbrister
Caught Up In a Fairy Tale
My dreams haunt me as does the music, drunk I dance to the mesmerizing tales told by the songs of 25 years ago, as real now as back then. The heady rush of the moment takes me and lifts me up ever so high until my primeval fear snatches my euphoria away like committing an armed robbery on a child for his sweets.
Cold war nightmare returns with a dozen vengeances as I dare to lift the veil of the nightmare, I only wanted to peek inside! Nena and Frankie got it right in their two songs 99 Red Balloons and Two Tribes. We really did live in a nightmare but with such erotic desires - do anything you want do coz after they drop the bomb and nuke us all in World War3 no one will be left to care or give a damn.
I hear my mother ask me what you want for Xmas son. Mother I want this... to go back to Xmas in 1986 and to see a nuclear war, for the Warsaw pact/Soviet forces to come across the Fulda gap and the north German plain. For NATO to stop their conventional forces with tactical nukes after air power fails, the heady rush of nuclear escalation killing us all, overwhelming our planet irradiating our world darkening our skies with nuclear mushroom clouds.
On and on and on I writhe in ecstatic enjoyment seeing the work of the devil thru Christian believing Western men bringing on the end of their, our, world stopping the heathen red menace with all they’ve got. You see it was a matter pride not common sense that made them react they were trained well.
Now after watching my Xmas gift, I ask to go home. I hear no reply. Slowly it dawns on me, I can’t go home and there is no home. Just an irradiated world stuck in Xmas 1986, totally destroyed. What did I wish for? Am I dreaming a nightmare that I’m stuck in, did the veil fall after I looked inside drawing me in a prisoner?
I can say what a f*ckin' rush, I don’t need drugs they’re for pussies I just need my Cold War music and my mind that is like a television. On and on the music plays as the Pershing 2 and Cruise Missiles launch as F-16s and other jets battle it out in the winter heavens as the countdown to the end begins.
Who said the darkness wasn’t fun? Who did win in the end of the world?
She is the most demanding cat who ever shared my home.
She stares at me so balefully till I do what she wants,
And yet I love her more than any other cat I’ve owned.
She tramples on my feelings as she tramples on my plants
Then stalks away with nothing more than a disdainful glance.
Some people say of pussies, that you can’t tell them apart …
I treat all mine as equals … but Pandora has my heart ...
Now as I look up I catch myself, i revert my attention and I raise that man out the gutter, Oh he loves this, kinda feels familar, feels solid, Definately noticed before I left what my respect What? Sir i always give it first, try that man test him hard in a devils hell, he past them, threw me a pass, Miranda's, be my destination, gradual i give him my back, stab that dagger I still take a hit, Matters much, becuz everyman deserves his shot, 1700 hrs at the distance of latticework, branch breaker devastating on a branch dividian, swift well strong too, oh well i be a man eating ninjas the powers here area mysteries, christened chisels chosen for chips that fly chopped suey, copycat that cc cc, density left handed pulled the lever and said sTori's in better melodies,
and story's left unsaid said spoke Mandy's please Im pissing offf the managment, Chrissy damn well slip into a ****ing a man speaking serious now, Champs too, and who the **** is she? trying chances in a chandas challenge, falling behind well u silent, thinking i could never say more till i say less, as I pledge my blood on theses streets forever, I cant seem simpleminded in your head im a new hate, im raw thug talk no baby im beating demons better careflight these pussies, and there right b4 me, is the main presentation. I switch my flow and i spoke in Satin, condolences there I see the hurt in my family eyes, Dealt a challengen man, felt the weight of the actual burden is very heavy,
Very scary if u never ignored lasers dots, On the mic creating Jaxwax my product recomends to refuse a haters offer
I just love all the pussies that I meet,
Resting at my doors for me to say hi and greet,
Pussies pussies everywhere I roam and go,
Moving into my personal space and flow.
Do you love the pussies that come your way?
Do they make you feel good every single day?
Somedays I need a little push
To reach the closing bell
Owners push to the point of exhaustion
Creating a workplace of living hell
I am at the point in my life
Where I dont hold back my words
I stick up for my coworkers
Even if I'm labelled as absurd
I've always gone down swinging
So those who push me be aware
I strike back like a venomous cobra
So push me if you dare.
Political correctness is bull
Created for pussies with no spine
I will say what's right regardless
If I cross your precious line
Men used to carry themselves with pride
And stand for what is right
Now they are afraid of hurt feelings
And lose their backbone to fight
You may not like the words I speak
I really dont care how you feel
I wasn't created for your good pleasure
But to have integrity and keep it real
Worst case scenario-
Well it's good to see someone woke up early and slathered on his hair, greeted the morning media in his aristocratic lair. Re-education within 140 characters. Staring through pinholes of the crumbling façade. Enlightenment so apparent, beyond a brick wall. United we conquer, divided we fall. Holocaust breath, and alternative facts. Promised us a future and then stabbed us in the backs.
It's going to take a lot more than razor wire wrapped around a prison fence to cure you of old-school cognitive dissonance. Bought out the country and spared no expense. I named my bullets, Donald Trump, Lying Ted, and Mike Pence.
Enlightenment so apparent, beyond a brick wall. United we conquer, divided we fall. Contaminated water and corrupted contracts. Grab you by the pussies then stab you in the backs.
All this gas lighting has us questioning our sanity, as you create the propaganda of mediocrity and banality. We should string you up from the highest Willow, a bullet to salvation, put you to sleep on a stone pillow. We are the children destroying the houses of our fathers, leaving our future children in nothing but squalor. Where do we go from here? Starving in a nation of fear. Radioactive Climate and nuclear warfare. Where do we go from here?
Enlightenment so apparent, beyond a brick wall. United we conquer, divided we fall. Emasculating comments and alternative facts. Grab you by the pussies then stab you in the backs. How else do you expect us to react? How else do you expect us to not fight back?
......"Leave you slumpt on the dutty streets........
...I dunno where you from..But....thats how its done in east".....
Was what a pathetic chav so full of snide had once said
Those words turned prophetic once he'd knifed a lad to death.
An unpoetic wannabe gangsta
One deadbeat thuggery wanka
The Whideboy who couldn't rap
His lines wouldn't rhyme and his timing was crap
Who thinks a balaclava makes a man harder?
Only scared little wussies
An big fooking pussies
An pricks like gangsta wannabees.
So many ways he preys with a blade
When he got denied by a date
Then he tried his hand at her rape
Intimidation with no hesitation
Prisons waiting your destination
A God given blessing convenient
Knifes gone missing where it went
And the only witness except the late
Is the lowly convict and his mate
If the victim's slain and laid to rest
Makes it easier to blame self defence
Maybe he's a one off the rude sheep of the clan
Let's see how many more of his crews deep in the slam
I don't use words like SCUM lightly
It won't be untoward it's just and rightly
A quick flick through the dicks
Facebook wall told you it all
And gave me the answer
He's a wannabe gangsta, A TOTAL TOOL.
I bet he'll become a Love ***** in prison
Get really chub and give some bosom.
Cath is totally besotted with her five pussycats,
their cute ears stick out from under blue hats.
She dresses them in brightly colored plastic suits,
and on their paws they wear red wellington boots.
Cath’s kittens, all have colorful jackets to wear,
She takes the cats ’walkies’, oh how people stare.
When Cath gets them home she brushes their fur,
with their tails held high they all gently purr.
She minces best fillet steak for their dinner,
whilst the pussies get fat, old Cath gets thinner.
Spinster Cath’s never been a mother or a wife,
so her adorable cats have taken over her life.
One day little Archie ran out of the door -
he’d never been out on his own before,
Sadly poor Archie didn’t get very far
as the cute little cat was killed by a car.
Cath arranged for him to be mounted and stuffed
when she saw the result she was really chuffed!
Dear Archie now lies in such sweet repose
and Cath just can’t resist tickling his pink nose.
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Am I not gangsta enough?
I can tote a gun
And pass the smokey barrel to friends
Am I not ride or die?
But walking suits me just fine
Flags and community aren't my thing
I'd rather slit your throat metaphorically
To watch you leak shame
Recruitment is for pussies
But my incentatives on souls is the worlds
Oldest yet newest proffession
Just discovered...who might be
A killer with warm blood
IF THE WORLD WAS ROUND
Yesterday, it came raining and shinning
As water dropped off the face of a sun:
the sun I first met in my brother's eyes
When mama left with blessings unpoken,
the kind of sun that rose, and never set-
and hid its dark spots under its beams
Suddenly, a beast rose above the skies
And we all crawled onto our tongues-
In a silence as cold and hard as snow
Where we sat and watched the sun melt.
I ran like a venom through my own body
And found an end; a sharp, narrow edge
But if the world was round, and you ran
Thousands and millions of miles away
From the bed mama soaked her blood
Questing for some beauties of the stars
That turned colourful butterflies overnight
Someday, you should settle with your fate
If the world was round, and you believed
That what went around would surely come
Someday, you would find what was yours
And build castles on rocks, in your name,
And in the brilliant legacies of your father,
For the journey would be an endless tour
But the world was square, with corners
And edges, and vertexes- sharp as blades.
A world of lost opportunity, forever gone.
A world where hopes are for the pussies.
And zillion unfulfilled dreams, as cobwebs
On walls of scary and choking memories