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It flips and flops from side to side
and if the wind is blowing it will be going.
One ear is covered and the other is not
a curl or lock tied into a topknot.
Some look like a big fluffy feather that's been in a hazard
or the tail of a horse that's been forced.
Don't be scared because your missing hair
to a women a shinny bald spot is always hot!
1/23/15 T Reams
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WOMEN AGAINST
MEAN WOMAN
IS AN NON FOR PROFEIT
ORGANIZATION
THAT CHAMPIONS WEAKER MENS
AND WEAKER WOMEN CAUSES
AGAINST MEAN BROADS SYNDROME
THE SLANG FOR THE ORGANIZATION
IS BATTRE UNE CHIENNE
OR CUDDLE DOG SYNDRME
THE ORGANIZATION WAS FORMED
IN HARLEAM NEW YORK
IN 1932 BY AN UNKNOWN SOURCE
FUNDED BY SUPER HERO'S
FROM
BLACK HORNET
TO GREEN LANTERN,
THEY SAY EVEN
BEX THE DRECKLER
SUPPORTED THEM
GAL'S FRESS FROM BATTE UNE CHIENNE!
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I met a women who wouldn't say hello,
she was in my life before I could let you know,
so hard to find a little find like this one-
don't ya know?
It wasn't me who became the Ogre,
it was my entire past,
she magnified to intense proportions over night,
but that women still only shows her teeth white-
in my dreams,
and in my coherent mind,
the rudeness shines,
in others as well,
pours like pales when I don't get what I want-
I feel like my past might as well be gone.
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what she loves rules your life
woman got power
they multiply in season
they can control you
expecially unoticed
woman are sensitive
they got high virtue
when they are into you
at the end of the day
she can tell of you like
a professional story teller
when she loves you
women are possessive
even if she loves you
that is there nature
she own you no apology
yet your lips can't
escape apologizing
woman are a source
of power
as much as they
can pull down even
the strongest in heart.
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Epic
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muscular energy
women are stronger
to live longer
than the muscular
energy
called men
muscle get shrink
while a female
virtue worth
everlasting
she could look
weak
sound weak
act slowly
yet her weakness
brings out the best
on the muscular man
the men feel powerful
cos on the weaker
vessel they grow
their strength
so we got to nurture
our women
not torture them
the world got to
recognized women
as great creatures
not just secondary
humans
the men runs the world
but
how could we run it
better with out the women?
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If you see
a man opens
the car door
for a woman ....
He certainly has
a brand new car ...
or a very young
and beautiful mistress
His pride ...
a conquest ...
the gleaming varnish
reminds him of
sensual red woman lips
Excite shining
in his eyes -
you will always
be his number two
13.01.2014
A-L Andresen :))
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I watched you as you flaunted other women in my face,
Like you were a catch, and I should be in your race,
Selfish man, did you really think?,
That I would lower myself in your game to compete?,
No, No, No,,,,that's not how it goes,
And if you lie from the door, I'll already know,
I will be nice and kind and offer my friendship,
But if your playing games, I'll call you out, you should know this,
I'll even give you the benefit of the doubt,
I'll remain your friend until you figure it all out,
By this time, you won't see me as you did before,
Because back then you were just trying to score.
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I don't care what you do
You hurt me once you can't hurt
Me no more. I loved you more
than
Then any one could dream. You
I thought was the marriage
vowel that I would speak on our
weded
Day when our lives will forever
change. Here I am waiting with
faithful breath arms open.
Using my heart as your honor
bage
I don't care about you, I'be
growny
And you will forever be you.
I am no longer fighten of this
women inside of me, because
I was unprepared, I've grown up
to be great at judging a man like
you.
I am through. Look can't you see
her. Here I stand the women I
am.
stronger, wise, beautiful to smart
for you.
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women shame and sadness at any age.
My Hair, my hair,
I've lost it.
My pride, my dignity gone.
Striped from my head,
My loveliest possession I own.
Oh, why has this happen?
Some terrible fancy disease called Alopecia.
So I wear a balding head,
it is not so bad the look I wear.
Can it grow back I have no fear?
However common, it makes one sad,
for there is much to have lost one's beauty
of the head.
Perhaps, others may look not at the lost,
but the beauty inside.
Yes, look at the beauty inside.
I AM that person and not my loss of Hair.
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You Took More Than You Gave
You say you want to be friends
But I think I will hate you instead
You took more than you gave
Then put me in the grave
Of lovers left behind
How could you be so unkind?
You lead me on for two solid years
The happiest of times
Until I told you I need to be loved
Now I remain unloved
A victim of your crimes
Crimes of the heart
One of the women
That you left behind
You threw me away
Went on your merry way
You say you want to be friends
But I think I will hate you instead
You took my happy heart
You tore me apart
You said I deserve more
Then closed the door
My broken heart is still bleeding
It’s your love I am still needing
So yes
I think I will hate you instead
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I've weighed you
in the balance
and you are deficient
You are in pain and chained
afraid to be free
The rewards of your behavior
leave a contempt of women
You don't see the beauty
in your hearts shining star
Your one desire
It's just a game for
you to come out the winner
The ego is stroked
Then the boredom sets in
There's always something
must more interesting
just around the corner
When you float atop shallow
There's no depths to explore
What the hell are you waiting for
Obviously these stratigies
aren't freeing your soul
For god sakes
get your crap together
Then when you are truly free
And only then
Come on baby
Come and ride with me
Forever free
Then you will
truly please me
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When I think back...
I see your eyes on me across the room,
The way your lips slowly curve into a happy smile,
Your strong arms holding a child,
And I think back...
Do you remember being the "Big Man" on campus back then?
Or the easy ways of the women you've held?
The loving hearts that you've shuttered and broke?
And I think back...
Do you remember those secret games we once played?
Or the silent pleas to the Lord that you've made?
The loving family you've had and destroyed?
And I think back...
And I think back to the way things are and smile,
And I think back to the way you were and I know,
And I think back to the man you've become and I love you,
And I thank back...then I thank God.
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THE INTERVIEW.... by JULIE GRENNESS 27/6/2015
My agenda today is an interview,
I'm looking forward to a chat with you,
Come, sit right down, have a beer,
Waiting for this chat, my dear,
I'm asking, "Can you make me happy?"
You look an intelligent chappy!
What would make women happy? Let's chat!
If you please women, they'll give you a clap.
Do you always wear a kind smile,
Gracing women for a long while?
Do you aim to manipulate?
This women do not appreciate!
Do you yell and swear and bluster,
No, you would not pass the muster.
Are you a man of peace,
Yes, that would really please,
Yes, that would make me happy!
A peaceful, loyal, smiling chappy!
Now, let's conclude this interview,
I did so enjoy this chat with you.
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Romanticism
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BASKING IN LIGHT
I have no clue
Why you feeling blur
Forget about any overdue
Rather quest for various hues
Outside there's MR. Sunlight
Filling the sky with its bright
Men and women on sight
Wonderful in broad daylight
Come feel the humid hush of breeze
Don't worry it will not make you freeze
Nor will it make you grace
But sure, It will show you daze
Feeding light for the green grasses
Serene views of mountain terraces
Magnificent in God's unending grace
Never tearing us in a haze
By:
olive_eloi
6:13pm
10/08/2013
-------------***Hope you can check my personal blog as well: http://myblossomingthoughts.blogspot.com/... Thank you so much for reading my composition… God bless us always….. >> Olive Eloisa ?
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Yes, I pushed him in a corner
When calling only truth,
For he lied to me continually
Thus I turned the sleuth.
Always tried to fix things
To forward in direction,
As I always knew who I am
Don’t appreciate deception.
Alarmed to sum he swung that way
Like- women have their place,
Agitated activated
Other without grace.
Now you must be feeling awkward
For promises unkept,
Awakened by the challenge
Myself, you should respect.
Perhaps I startled you
To mirror you your flaws,
As I took the chance to enhance
And purely just because….
I loved you, I still do
Expectations, I made clear,
We cannot solve the problem
When you choose to disappear.
For you I maybe complicated
With how I struck the chords,
Though when putting in the effort
Much better are rewards.
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I never felt as though my gender offered an advantage or that my race offered a place ahead of any other,
I felt as though I must compete with anyone who challenged and that it was unlikely I would be the best on offer,
I always felt it was the man who had to work much harder to supply the family needs that see it growing larger
I always knew the woman in my life was mine to flatter and treat her to the finer things so she knows that she matters
As the man I stand alone whenever there is danger protect my family with my life as dying is my honour
and for this I only wish my family have it better in happy health so I myself can die with them much stronger
So if this is a man’s world it’s a man’s sacrifice
giving what is never given so others will survive
women get the recognition I wonder if it’s nice
in a man’s world it’s a man’s will and duty to provide
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Two hot "hat" contests on the soup
one for women and the other for men group,
just the name of the hats are original and funny
implying the two genders a-hem anatomy,
They both have axes to grind you can tell
they want you to rant and get mad as hell,
saying I'm from Venus while he's from Mars
while chasing each other to be feathered and tarred,
What they really both need is Aretha Franklin
singing out of respect for each sex over the din,
having them hold hands while she belts out her tune
R-E-S-P-E-C-T she will loudly croon,
Then they'll be huge hugs all around
both sexes hanging up their hats grooving to the sound,
Aretha being awarded for the Nobel Peace Prize
with no more I want to kill you looks in their eyes,
Just some poking fun from me
it doesn't matter if you disagree or agree,
what you'll vent about will be interesting
just hope it doesn't start WW3! :)
5-14-17
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You know those buildings that you see?
On an island of their own, impressive yet forlorn,
Beautiful yet distrusted, desired yet unloved,
Sturdy yet crumbling, rigid yet wobbling.
I walk through these structures of steel, dressed in pressed suits,
I bump into busy strangers, scurrying in and out of Waitrose, Boots
Not once do I wonder, what their stories are
Will I ever see them again, nor do I care.
Yes, I spare a glance for the women,
Walking fast in stilettos, judging each other
With their glossy hair, neutral makeup and arrogant brows
After a while they all start to blend together.
I do not know it yet, but someday
Someday soon, if I am lucky
I will wake up a changed man,
I will not hurry and scurry, I will not plan.
I will throw my Blackberry into the Thames- watch it drown,
I will laugh and laugh until I forget to frown.
London has a beautiful heart- big and warm and full of tears,
Surely, she will forgive me for not loving her enough all these years.
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Couplet
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It takes planning, a graveled path, herb sets
to create a heavenly perfume
some time around bloom time
excess pruned down by a third and hung.
We see a bit of the hanging God then
in the silky down of lavender, thyme
offer homage of pressed violets,
golden suns of marigold as tune of awe.
The mincing of the mints is heavenly
as candy, sharp peppermint, mellow lemon balm,
the bedding down of chamomile, poppy maw,
the spiral sweets and gingered leaves of geranium
shavings of orris root, too many iris anyway
so free them all and set the scent create a smelly sum.
Add carnation stars, sticky sweet hollows of fennel
to tell the men, here is where the women live
won’t you remember your marjoram, your rosemary
with the pots on to boil, or laying head on crisp sheets and sigh.
It all takes planning, to decorate, alleviate, scent
create the corners of a life. Let’s go set the herbs.
Then breathe in the heavenly scent of potpourri lent
as offering, homage to all the plenty wonder of our lives.
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Once in a while when I was in my dreams
I think of you more than I thought
Slowly, I'm losing my sight on the reality
It's difficult to love when I'm nowhere in your journey
Your existence is like when I'm listening to jazz blues
Drowned in emotions while being enchanted
You're so beautiful
I know you're not someone I should play with
You're just too dangerous
You're like a kid
Women just love you
Secretly, I'm writing this on a piece of paper
Even though it wasn't meant for you to read it
My mum told me to marry someone who loves me
Not those who makes my heart flutter but
Your voice is like a serenade to my ears
Your style is just my type
Your smile is your charm
I feel like I could love you
Sometimes, I pretended to be fine
When you look into my eyes
I go crazy inside
That's my honest reply
I shouldn't say this, but
Your voice is like a serenade to my ears
Your style is just my type
Your smile is your charm
I feel like I could love you
24th September 2015
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She loved him more than anything else
She devoted her life to him, faithful as can be
She saw a lot of wrongs, sometimes she chose to be quiet
She hoped and prayed for a change in her man's life
He drank alcohol like there was no tomorrow
He couldn't control his wandering eyes from the many pretty women around
He had no breaks, lived for the present
He barely noticed the love that she had for him
He had no respect for the one woman who stood by him through thick and thin
Now he says he has changed
Now he says, "honey, am not in my twenties anymore"
Now he says, "I love you more than anything else and I will never hurt you again"
Now he shows progress, he is a bigger boy, taking care of his family, taking care of his woman
Maybe this is the part where I quote my mother
"Sometimes when men are young, they are reckless
They do a lot of things that can destroy the marriage
The woman has to be the pillar of the family,
She has to stay strong, stay patient and fight for what she loves"
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There are women who feel a strong need
To nag men until their ears bleed
In a war of attrition
With relentless petition
Is a cruel way to make men concede
Men wish for a life of peace
But get nagged by a tongue that won't cease
Men will just say
It's the female DNA
That must out in its need for release
We can’t help it; we just HAVE to nag
Guess some folks would call us 'an old hag'
But men get on our nerves
When you paw at our curves
Men should give up and wave the white flag
We can suffer from bad PMT,
Become ogres that men want to flee
We scream and we shout
Say we’ll throw you out
But for some reason you wont let us be
Better by far, we should try this next time
It's effective and will prove sublime
By wearing earplugs
In each of our lugs
We'll be laughing whilst nagging - in mime
Laughing together will lighten our day
It's a tonic to chase our problems away
For a really big smile
Can last a long while
And we'll both get along better that way
24th January 2016-01-24
Collaboration by Jan Allison and Rob Bettridge
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POETESS MOTHER MAYA ANGELO
by James Edward Lee Sr.
Mother warrior, wordsmith poetess
Maya;
Sister, daughter of the almighty Father
Maya;
You set the world on fire;
Fearless
Breathless a world that's in a mess;
God lent us this person
Maya;
A wordsmith, poet, activist,
an actress, dancer she has most of the answers;
A visionary for the oppress;
A representative of women causes;
Did I mention one voice one of God's daughter;
And if I could me ya;
I confess I'd be honored
Mother Maya, poetess
God bless
Poet Maya Angelo
So kind Mother Rhyme;
Never backing down;
I know why the caged bird sings;
Thank-you Lord (for everything)
God thanks for sharing;
Maya Angelo;
Still I rise;
The Lesson;
When you come
So kind Mother Rhyme;
Never backing down;
I know why the caged bird sings;
Mama Rhyme you're now
Touched by an Angel;
We miss you, we love you;
Poetess Mother, Sister...
Maya Angelo
Your words will forever go on and on and on..
"Marguerite Annie Johnson"
written by James Edward Lee Sr.
from anthology " God's Children Poets Poems and Friends 2"
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The junction of no return
Hi brother if you tell her you love her
Mean it show it give it
So many words are better said
Than actions instead
This day In our generation
We always say this and do that
Is obvious the women are giving up
No wonder the increase of single mothers
So if you tell her you love her
Mean it show it give it
Don't be a heart breaker
Don't be one of the reason she cries in pain
Don't take her love for Granted
Cos when she gives up on you
And you suddenly see her gone
Sorry you got her to
The junction of no return
The junction of no return
Hello sweet sisters
If you tell him you love him
Don't play with his heart
Don't cheat on him
Don't let him down alone
Build with him
Grow with him
Show him you are a woman of virtue
Respect him all the time
Let him feel all he ever needed in a woman in you
So if you ever tell him you love him
Mean it show it give it
Grow your intimacy with him
Let him feel like a man
And never touch his ego
If truly you love him
A man need respect
So give it to him or take him to
The junction of no return
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Andrew Tate influencing kids
but his peers think he’s stupid
not someone you’d want to know
what is he without his doe?
Have you ever seen him smile
have a laugh or look like fun
a material Barbie boy lifestyle
is he what you want to become
The man is lacking intellect
you don’t want to be that dude
yeah the young know disrespect
but he’s always in a bad mood
You think women are for using
how’s your mum your aunt and Nan
when your sister get’s a bruising
think Andrew Tate will give a damn
Look at him, no real closely
he’s got no personality
think that’s what a man should be
a voice of verbal vanity
Tyson Fury, that’s a man
he fell down as all men can,
do you think that was part of his plan?
It’s not weak to fall, it’s tough to stand
A man can show intimidation
but real men also let it go
adapting to the situation
weakness needs bravado
Yeah we all dream of the money
but you will never make that doe
Andrew Tate’s a real world dummy
blaming FRIENDS the tv show
That video shows the man is thick
too weak to laugh now that’s tragic
show an adult that very vid
of Andrew Tate, the invalid!
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