The carefree menagerie
a very merry coterie
of holiday lovers, and
well-heeled brothelers
they rarely miss a chance
to freeload for free
Not stranded at borders
shell-shocked from orders
~ no pretense of royalty
Categories:
freeload, celebration, judgement, society,
Form: Rhyme
They 'freeload' ON US.
What do spiders DO FOR US?
THEY EAT bugs and ants
052120PSCtest, Nature-Haiku, Regina Riddle
Categories:
freeload, insect,
Form: Haiku
You lies through your teeth
Cause you can't get laid with my son
For you know I will kill you even from a far
You're a home wrecked that's trying to freeload
A prostitute, a SL*t, a whre trying to make a buck from FCK.
You won't get that luck with my son so stop with your lying FCK.
You will not get a kiss nor a touch to try to claim him your or your next baby daddy to try to make a buck.
For you just a sl*t.
You are not welcome to my culture nor my realm so back the FCK up.
So say what ever you want about me. For your lying FCK.
But I will tell you this much
Find a different culture to Freeload from. For my home and family is not your next buck.
Categories:
freeload, anxiety, gothic,
Form: Epic
Ah! Spring! ‘Tis announced everywhere!
Grass turns green – birds grace the air
And at our feet, the ground becomes rife
With infant green sprigs – the beginning of Life
Upon a tree, tiny buds are there made
And in coming months will provide shade
To all that may find occasion to be
Frolicking there … under that tree.
Flowers in bloom, their colors explode
Inviting insects to come and freeload.
Sunshine, combined with spring rain,
Funds the eternal growing campaign
Spring’s the time when we can all see
Natures’ renewing of what Life can be
When all is compared to Natures’ Plan
We become insignificant, man.
Categories:
freeload, beautiful, beauty, joy, seasons,
Form: Rhyme
The ghetto’s the realm for new immigrants,
In society now they are the peasants.
Brown, yellow or white they’re hated by all
Welcomed with a communication wall.
They’re only good for the dole, which we pay,
They’re given houses, without any delay.
They get the best work and leave us with none
We’re skint cause of them, we feel we’ve been done.
Their idiosyncrasies used as bait,
To stir differences, with which to breed hate.
They smell, they eat quat they chase our women
We won’t let them mix cause they are vermin.
No place at the inn, back to the crossroad
You can’t settle here to get a freeload.
History’s plagued by newcomer’s pain,
Only for us to repeat it again.
Categories:
freeload, life
Form: Couplet