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No doubt
God looks after
Even sin city- Vegas
From oldest profession;
Politics’ newest victim;
Brothel King: Dennis Hof
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When comes to profession
Prostitution is the oldest
Politics or pimping is next
(I disagree with Charles III)
So what is the context ?
In Vegas...
A pimp wins the election
But, it is after his death .
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What happens in Vegas..
Stays in Vegas...as said
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The celebrity pimp got seduced
by guess what..Politics
and got consumed
But after winning...
Never a loser - Dennis Hof..
He turned out to be a good cock
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Guess his guardian angels told him
Hof, Stay here...don’t move
You happened in Vegas. you stay in Vegas
We invested in a pimp. Politics is a bad bet
Boys and Girls of Every Year
Listen close don’t live in fear
Underneath you can view
A monster stares and looks at you
Noises from and far below
Something grabbing for your toe
But have you just your teddy bear
Grab it put it under there
Brave and brown big and strong
Monsters won’t be there for long
Your Ted will fight and risk its life
To keep you safe and far from strife
So keep your teddy by your side
He’ll keep you safe, no need to hide
-Nadine Hof-
She sits in her basket
Purring gently away
Wondering why you waste your time
Running from day to day
You clean up her basket
You give her time to play
Serve her fish of salmon
And she just walks away
Licking at her fur
Watching every move
A hunter and a predator
With nothing yet to prove
She teases your dog
But doesn’t make a sound
She simply walks slowly
Past the window by the ground
And here she plays the victim
So settled in her ways
She keeps you in amazement
Intrigues you with her gaze
She cuddles when she is lonely
And wanders for days alone
Through the streets she creeps along
A place she often roams
She smiles as you walk past
She looks into your eyes
Cunning and so feminine
She has you hypnotized
And though you call her pet
And stroke upon her back
It’s you that is the slave
And she that is the cat
Nadine Hof
Why would you waste your money?
To pay a shrink or quack
If you want to hear you’re crazy
I can tell you that
How can you take them seriously?
As you lie in the chair
While they fall asleep behind you
You’re really quite unaware
They take notes of what you say
Or that is how is seems
When really they are doodling
The woman of their dreams
They get you really emotional
And then say “times up”
How can then be so limiting
When they see you’re in a rut
But they never seem to cure you
It’s always something new
Your dad dressed in girls clothes
And so they say will you?
They never seem to smile
Until you pay the bill
Then they turn to you and tell you
You’ll be back you know you will
You have unresolved issues
That lurks within your brain
Without constant sessions
You will go insane
And so they have you hypnotized
And there you shall stay
Your unrelenting problems
A shrink now has its prey.
Nadine Hof 1 March 2007
Why do we need laces?
To tie up our shoes
Why make is so difficult?
To tie that annoying thread through
Mum makes me wear lace ups
I don’t know why she tries
For tying is the thing I hate
And have come to despise
I see my friends with sandals
Or thongs to walk around
Why mum makes me wear sneakers
Is really quite profound
I try to tie the laces
But end up in a fit
For I tie the wrong ones together
And that just makes me trip
And so I keep on trying
To make those laces stay
In a pretty bow upon my shoes
So I can run and play
And when I thought I lost all hope
My mother sat me down
She handed me a present
In a box big and brown
I opened and there they were
Pink and glowing bright
A new pair of sneakers
And oh to my delight
No laces could be found
But velcro to strip them tight
No more fighting with my laces
To do my shoes up right
So now I love my shoes
I wear them everyday
And though one day I might get lace ups
Right now its velcro all the way!
Nadine Hof 23 February 2007
I’ll tell you about my donkey
I got him a while ago
Although he looked so cute in the paper
His smile was all for show
For as soon as I got him home
It became apparent to me
He wasn’t what I bargained for
I think you would agree
He runs at me at high speed
And kicks both back feet
I’m sure he has a better use
He would make a comfy leather seat
He teams up with the horse
And try to take them on
Two against one and 100 kg more
Really does seem wrong
He looks at me with mad eyes
He follows my every move
I don’t know what his problem is
But he clearly has something to prove
Its morning well, its three am
And the donkey decides to yell
I haven’t had a good night sleep
Since we got that Donkey from hell
He eats all of our garden
And just try to lock him in
He undoes every latch in sight
And does it with a grin
I don’t know why people love donkeys
In my opinion I would pass
But as sayings go I now can see
Why they nicknamed them an @$$
Nadine Hof 28 February 2007
I won’t clean up my room
No matter how you try
To bribe me with all sorts of things
I know it’s just a lie
Don’t think that I will pick up
That sock that’s on the floor
If you don’t want to see it
I’ll simply close the door
You’re bossy and demanding
You act like such a mum
You act like you’re the adult
Well I say you’re not much fun
Don’t think I’ll do my washing
How can you think I could?
I don’t know where to start with that
I don’t see why I should
My clothes don’t need to be folded
Just put them on the floor
I’ll find them in the room somewhere
Don’t put them in the drawer
You tell me that I am spoiled
Well you made me that way
I’ve had a lot of practice
Being who I am today
And when you say I’m childish
What do you expect of me
How can you expect me to be grown up
When I am only 33!
-Nadine Hof, 1 March 2007-