Best Theirselves Poems

All by me scurvy seafarin’ self
Me pouch be empty;  nicked o' pelf
th' curvy wench tha' warmed me berth
lef' nary one ol' farrrthing's worth

On cap'n's...

Read more of this work...

I asked a scientist to make an olive's leaf,
So green with its juices,
Smelling spring and sweat from gatherers hands.
He answered that he couldn't.
I asked him...

Read more of this work...

My cousin sure does have a big nose.
10 pounds of boogers come out when he blows.
Restaurant owners have to protect theirselves by installing huge sneeze...

Read more of this work...

The greatest single
gift when gifted is genuine love,
and awesome be its
power when one possesses the
knowledge which theirselves are loved....

Read more of this work...

I was born to be a survivor and a fighter.
That's why I became a writer.
As a child the physical abuse I endured.
Being a baby it...

Read more of this work...

One by one they all line up
The smell of charred remains fills the air
"Get in line for a shower!" they shout
The men all line up...

Read more of this work...

Holding the phone no one answers its too late,
The time passes as you only hear it ring wondering why,
They're out of reach as if on...

Read more of this work...

She brought her bestfriend
Said they're from the West End
We all dancing and jumping
Rum is the flavor we intend
You should se the way their bodies bend
Both...

Read more of this work...

Their is absence of truth,
Even there lies no lie.
Trust cannot find her root.
Distrust even did die.

In that place,
Joy is like the chaff blown by may's...

Read more of this work...

Yo what's up bro, how've you been man? I know I haven't talk to you in a while. That's my fault. I just get so...

Read more of this work...

In a city, Full of people Whom are all lost, but 
to themselves, I sit. Girls and boys, women and men
searching not for their souls,...

Read more of this work...

Here comes the new yam festival,
And all town's affected by its fever.
The chief food; Yam- Foofoo,
Sauntered in with stormy rule.
Twas mounted so high like an...

Read more of this work...

Nantucket has a beautiful lover.
In a Joy did hover.
Lovely trends,haughty love they
Convey to theirselves. Within years,
Something promiscous perchanc'd between them.

Mercus and Lara intruded,
Mercus fell in...

Read more of this work...

The media's only thing we like sordelco for the pour
Where alcoves only pair theirselves for hocus pocus bhore
When all who watch heir listen more their...

Read more of this work...

The winners at the last elections think
the minds of voters not changed
for them to win next time as well
the ones defeated to contest next time
to...

Read more of this work...