I want peace
They make of me a throng tease
While I refused to be angrily steer
I made them fleer
Want to appease
But was afraid to approach
Can't hold grudge a pinch
Rather help make ease
Good but is it not to poach?
Better choose to instill
For poking at will
May cause us to encroach
Peace is apiece
Whence each felice
To compensate simplicity
Which promotes docility
Stoop for repose; stand not for subterfuge
That everyone could enjoy
The would-be harmony trying to employ
And be certain Naija is our refuge
Thanks God! It is rare to see poem that reminds me of news channels
HOCUS BOGUS, BOGUS POCUS!
A hex on the dryers of you who owe us
A pox on your socks never to be found
Unwound and pulled down underground
I voodoo better than you do, and you'll rue
The day you walked my way because I knew
If I'm toil and trouble, you're definitely double
So bubble bubble grow no more than stubble
It might seem weird as something feared
But I know you've always wanted a beard!
You think I'm too lily livered to deliver?
Just wait until I conjure... A WOODEN SLIVER
Didn't think this is something you'd fear?
You'll think twice when near tweezers disappear!
Such sorcery the likes you've never seen
An enchantress so mean there's never been
My final vengeance enclosed in this vile
You cry and I smile, I fly while you're in a pile
A potion with eye of storm and tongue of twist
And whatever else is on my list, with a flick of the wrist
I cast a spell you cannot quell that’s straight from hell
You’ll swell as you yell in pain as you fell
Unable to imagine such a fate is more than fable
As your pinky toe catches the corner of a coffee table!
MWA HA HA HA HA HA !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Surfing the web, came across this site
An offer to make me rich overnight
So simple, this ploy
A matter of joy
Sell my first born and a night with my wife
Surfing the web, came across this site
An offer to make me rich overnight
So simple, this ploy
A matter of much joy
Sell my firstborn and a night with my wife
That Bogus Age Thing!
Your biological age is only a number!
Your state of mind is how old you really are!
People define themselves as numbers?
Never dreaming they have total control of how
old they are.
Just something to ponder, as you drive about in
your car!
11/7/2019
Alousius was a most auspicious bird
He was also a bit daffy and wacky
And constantly went awry and absurd
As a bird one might say he was absolutely atrocious
And his appetency of eating rotten week old berries
Gave him the worst possible case of halitosis
Oh How! he did anguish the blue birds next door
That fell from their perches every time he exhaled
Emitting an odor that was completely obnoxious for
Any bird's friendship of his allure to be availed
How could he assuage this most delicate dilemma?
With great gusto he would absolve to reverse his song
By inhaling on the exhale which was quite a "problema"
He would absolve the stench like crimes to become one who
Soon was known as the famous rare species of legend's throng
As the ooooooOOOOOOHCOOOOOOooooo Cuckoo
Trump Deals Are All Bogus
No wonder we raised such a fuss
All Trump's deal are always bogus
Not only that he is corrupt
Many times has been bankrupt
And in the end screwed all of us.
Jim Horn
Buying From the Bogus Online Pharmacy
By Elton Camp
Meg got tired of drug’s high price,
A foreign pharmacy would be nice
So she searched the Internet around
Until the cheapest price she found
A doctor prescription it didn’t need
Nor other safety regulations to heed
The drugs they sent through the mail
The tremendous saving Meg did hail
But in the mirror she was horrified
A heavy growth of beard she spied
The cost she really did appreciate
But the final result made her irate
I stretched back my neck;
Three blackish bogus faeces
Remains adamant.
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