Hell Raising Poems - Poems about Hell Raising

...alternately titles: I got noose for you, Yours truly doth garrotte tee another itsy bitsy, betsy wetsy easy breezy read. oft times ('specially these latter unsainted days and nights) in wh......Read the rest...

...A dazzling forest of an armpit By watchers paired up with cesspit, A moment's confirming touch of this By much displeased hell - raising Doris, Sure it would puncture Marital Bliss And all day k......Read the rest...

...Of thee virtual netherland... courtesy one spellbound wordsmith within apartment b44 nestled within a manor (and manner of writing) atop nondescript Schwenksville highland. All gibbets zing a......Read the rest...

...The Martin family lived in a rented house across from us, and some of the kids were forced to sleep in a converted bus. There were thirteen kids ‘hell raising’; every one I got to know, but the tw......Read the rest...

...I see we are open again. It’s time to welcome old friends. The homely, the lonely, they who want only to have somewhere to place their rear ends. The people I bear are so glad. The stories ......Read the rest...

...What chance does a feller have to make it these days? With so much temptation offered in so many ways. My spirit was weak and I had a will to commit. To a Hell raising life free from backbone and ......Read the rest...

...I see we are open again. It’s time to welcome old friends. The homely, the lonely, they who want only to have somewhere to place their rear ends. The people I bear are so glad. The stories ......Read the rest...

...This is a lethal ink injection. I know I’m blessed to have rejection Haters in my life only lead to introspection Understand I’m still the man Who are you to question I agree to disagree ......Read the rest...

...I am a snarly, growly, angry girl today. I’ll snap your head off in a rather gruesome way. My machetes are out, and my guns are blazing. I’ll be cutting and chopping, and hell-raising. Why I woke......Read the rest...

...Life As A Highway Robber Escape from captivity pulled off when I came of age boyhood begrudged, and bested by brigandage, but willpower sans declaration of independence begot......Read the rest...

...The black-as-widow’s-weeds night of endless stars was so cold... cruel as temperature plunged its frigid fingers feeling through my being fondling my heart and soul without mercy molesting me ......Read the rest...

... From the moment he turned adult legal, Triple B been hot rodding to the liquor sto’e Making them daily late night beer runs, and popping them tops with his beefy guns Liquid numbmi......Read the rest...

...oft times ('specially these latter un-sainted days and nights) death doth haunt me zeitgeist which thoughts of my demise crowds out purposeful thinking in the twitching mind k......Read the rest...

... From the moment he turned adult legal, Triple B been hot rodding to the liquor sto’e Making them daily late night beer runs, and popping them tops with his beefy guns Liquid numbmi......Read the rest...

...Mind-lashing words steep me deep into your olid casket of rancid oil, soul, my blistering sore, gangrenous from your slow simmer to break-neck boil. Pus green rupturing, your infection oozes into m......Read the rest...