Palestine Sins
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Israel is indeed
reincarnated sin
Genocide actions
Howler had been raised by the wolves since two
A toddler, she had been adopted with her eyes of blue
She was like them, she could enemy disembowel
A lone wolf, who knew how to really howl
A thunderous howler, who could keep up with the pack
She had their best interests, and they had her back
When she fell in love, it was with one of their own
They were best friends forever, their oats unsown.
You’re a yoddering snake of fake!
Feeble Farrell Farrelly!
I’d disembowel the bark of a tree of three
To rip out your organs and feed ‘em as fishery food!
To eviscerate and disembowel
and then remove things from.
Will Disembowel A Wise Owl
What we will do with a wise old owl,
Is to take his brains and disembowel,
Knowledge gather,
Really rather,
So she should stop wearing a scowl.
Jim Horn
I got revenge but it was a hollow victory.
Instead of getting pleasure, it horrified me.
Last year, a man raped and murdered my little sister.
The pain is unbearable and I sure have missed her.
That punk got off because he was kinned to the Kennedys.
His underhanded lawyer convinced a jury to set him free.
When he came home last week, I used a knife to disembowel him.
I lept out from behind some bushes and his death was grim.
I thought his death would make me feel really good.
But killing him didn't please me like I thought it would.
It shocked and horrified me, I feel even worse than I did before.
What I'm feeling on the inside is just too much for me to ignore.
I'm going to turn myself in no matter what punishment it brings.
I've learned the hard way that revenge isn't a good thing.
(This is a fictional poem.)
Men are evil when left alone
The tearing and thrashing straight through to the bone
It’s not their fault when we really think
Little boys train to kill and not to blink
Toy Guns in their hands from the age of three;
Life is little, across the sea.
Hatred develops in a powerful way
Anger compounds every day
When evil men are left alone
Because hatred is integral and and there’s grenades to be thrown
They slash and cut at the already dead
Disembowel the woman and parade their head
Men embody cruelty when faced with the chance
And there’s death in their eyes when tasked to their dance.
Sticks and stones, they break your bones, and words they disembowel. Poetry is a dagger, linguistics a humble cowl. Lab rat hearted heathens pray the plagues consume the town. Iron sharpens iron, Don't let the bastards get you down. By our own devices we fell asleep. As I slumber softly, counting hordes of dead sheep. All was lost amongst the erosion. Why educate when you can occupy? Railroad stitches across this land hold together this monster with rubber bands. When the body rejects the mind the onlookers cower in fear. Political parties fan the flames. Kuru Flawed in feeble brains. Politicians regurgitate and feed. Gluttonous parasites polish cufflinks in a rigorous art of greed. I have foreseen the apocalypse, and it's mediocre.
TOOTHLESS in 1927
Toothles her tail began to switch,
Tuppy said “you’re too old, just stay a bit,”
Tuppy rode away to where,
A knocking stick a Roo would snare,
Roo hides pegged upon the ground,
Pounds shillings and pence, to be found,
From whence.
She galloped down the boundary fence ,
Clubbed a Roo right out of sense,
Got down then to skin this Roo,
Who sprang right up and bit her too,
He grabbed her close and then,
Jerked up a foot to disembowel, when,
Toothless cleared the fence,
Toothless took the Roo by the throat,
Strangulation the intent, I quote,
Death did then commence.
Kangaroo would seem very nice,
Docile friendly, but watch twice,
If his female is in season,
You could be clawed, bitten and slashed,
And Skippy might.
Don’t let your dog in water with,
Old Skip will drown him till his stiff,
But Roo’s out there in millions are,
Springing bounding fences ha ha,
And following the grass Tom Tit…
Toothless was an old greyhound female used for catching Roos on the bound….Don Johnson
IF THE TRUTH BE GROWN
I spend more time making amends than I do progress
I have no friends nor family I wish to impress
A lot of things have my signature as the owner, artist and thief
So I steal big bucks to bring turmoil and grief
I’ve done things most men wouldn’t do on a dare
A lover needed a kidney but I didn’t care
Let her go through dialysis but do not ever deny me
For It’s been an obligation to disembowel those who try to defy me
I spend more time breaking hearts than the law as I live
Women come and go in and out of my life as a sieve
A colander, a strainer, a kitchen implement to separate the chaff for the wheat
And when it comes to being a gentleman I am totally indiscreet
My boudoir becomes a brothel when I will it so
And when I tire of their kisses I just tell them to go
I don’t give a s**t about names, faces or being fair from day to day
And honestly I don’t mind living in such a wayward way
© 2011.….Phreepoetree ~free cee!~
Thine existence confirms/ The existence of
Purgatory
A vast contradiction to
Reality and its’ paradoxes
Blasphemous spirits compel me
Thine own spirit is thus devoured
Madness damning thineself with hunger
Webbing thine subconscious with
Crimson thoughts
Into an already shattered existence
Thine own thorned kiss confirms
Oblivious to humankind/ A nature becoming
Beastial
Paradoxes disembowel reality
Slaughtering the virginal lamb
And leaving thine demon satiated
And ne’er to fade
Time hath no hold/ Cast no remorseful shadow
O’er the skeletal moon
Thy must only wait
For Death to raise its’ withered hand
Striking thineself mercilessly/ Until it
Ends thine reign
And thy cease to exist
But until the ageless sun sinks away
Into the aqua infinite abyss
Thine inner beast shall rise
And with it so shall fear
Sweeping forth to consume the dreams
Of the sleepers
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