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we know your plans for marraging up on the Lady Madlene.
Now we shall devise a plan to hinder you from doing so.
the ways of frustrating people is spoken of
in the book of Dumb'em up! We shall find folk to cause ways to undermind your
trust in coupling-up with the woman.Whores and Misleading men
shall try to sway you from being together with
the Lady of Chose. She than shall be smerk and vindictive.
like women of soap opera's she shall face conversations and speak to them.
music shall become the backdrop, of your ways.
the song shall make you cry, and look for the director
to stop the scene. Might I laugh, and wish you well,
the ways that a woman does?
cantar, cantar, might wishing make the song sung?
Soprano? Huh?
Alto? Huh?
Cantar, cantar. sing your song, that she might be woman enough to hear you.
that she loves lyrics, and she strips her life around the music.
whoomp, whoomp whoomp!
e'er night like dis
and I do love you
cause we special togetta
me and you we like
diamonds and gold
like sweet nectar and kisses
we just right for each otta
I mean love
real love
the kinda love yo bouis get jealous of
then they get all involed in yo business
and cause ya'll to depart
than ya'll get back tugetta and she breaks yo heart
I mean than ya'll get o'er it and than they come back again
acting like they neeeed you
try'na be yo friend
I luv my gul
and she know that right
I buy her candy and shrimps and steaks
sho' ya right
ripple and wine patches
that fooreel dough stuff
we smoke fatty cigars
and drink that aqua stuff
sparkling wine and my misses
towel laid on the ground
sunning in the evening
kiss when know one's around
I gonna marry dat gal
I gonna speak I do to the preacher
me and my girl
a ful length feature
Bing informative
the SCHWA sound
become the topic of the day
Dipithong, Dipithong
ooh, ooh wee!
Schwa:schwa!
the Schwa sound
the schwa sound is destroying me.
T notch filters.
Try to spook the others
they used unsafe tactics
that caused people
to boo and jeer.
The Schaw sound
shall maketh him
smarter
then he will never be in need
of these types of Chanagans.
Speakest Lammbeeria the Whorish Harlot of Dikkinism
Larghissimo!!!!!
that he shall streess in labor and shall be
poorest in Dipipothong. His streesses shall cause him the error
such oppurtunies shall allow others to have me as I am a whore.
Than pregant I shall say to him.
You'didist and now you must largemente with money. If this is real and I have no secrets. Denounce me that we have prominated on the shores of the Creeks and the ponds have feed us with fishes.
Drought the earthen shell fish-pow'da-pow-da, pow--dah !!!!!
grind the snouts to pow-dah!!!
Spoke the whorish harlot!!!!
while experimenting
with flavors
Doctor Sinister
developed
a flavor the world may
have been waiting for.
He dehydrated cucumbers,
onions,garlic, and
a seedless tomato with liquid smoke.
he used a food processor to
to grind them, when he had a powder
he mixed it with dehydrated buttermilk solids
he added some cayenne pepper.
he used it to season ground beef.
he made a egg sourdough and made
hamburger rolls.
when these were done he
combined them making a wonderful
flavored hamburger.
he used cheddar to accent the flavor.
lettuce and tomato, minced onions
two slices of bacon.
and slathered the toasted
bun with thousand island dressing
he called it
The Rhine Carte Burger.
He wasn't finished
he used the same cucumber powder, oion mix
in a sourcream sourdough bread
what did you expect?
well he got knowthing but great results.
come on down to our resturant
and get yo'self sum of dat grub!"
he
Cause his wings were burned off
His own way was strange but it matters not
whuz up wit dat!
The speech pattern of God I ripped off weak rappers jaws
On the low, I still rock my Giraudoux
It's in my blood like the same way I love chocolate
38's 45's all type of Taurus'
whuz up wit dat!
You ratting on the cartel which was nonsense
Goin' into labour date 18 of August
This is ground level rounds echo out the special so clever
That makes you level through the devil
Brain trained on the devil level
Deep concentration break the point on a pencil
whuz up wit dat!
that none of you just will ever know who the N9ne is
Get you in them shiny things
Get in the game you gotta scheme
I am a legend but I'm betting you like who Will Smith
whuz up wit dat!
8/4/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
i know a young girl
lives just up da ill
she a black an white child
she got uge black eyes
wit lots of white surrounden dem
an' she got tick black air
an' er skin's a lonely gray
she got big plump lips
no man ever touched
cause she still jus' a child
an' dat girl she wear
a sweater white
'er mom made er
da black 'n white girl
live just up the ill from me
even er ome is black 'n white
man dat girl
she don't show color no ow
dat girl in black 'n white
oh yeah!
all black 'n white
oh yeah!
till she bring out er violin
er full colored playin' instrumen
dat ting got chromaticity
oh yeah!
dat wat I said
oh yeah!
chromaticity
dat der's wat dat violin got
wen she play dat ting
everytin goes bright
whoa dem strings dey speak
whoa dem strings dey sing
den dat violin color er world
dat wat make 'er special
dat violin
you got to see er
when she hug dat ting
when she make it sing
an' da world she is peace
wen da black 'n white girl
play er colored violin
chromaticity
dat wat dat girl got
wen she play so sweet
wit the violin to er ear
an' da traffic stops
an' da crowds don talk
wen da girl in black 'n white
wen dat girl she paint da town
make dat violin talk
charmin' all da ears
ow she do dat
make notes dance in the sky
ow she do dat
soothes the savage beast
ow she soothe my ears
ow she make docile dis devil me
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!!!
i don wanna do bad
wen dat violin sings
ow she do dat
dat girl wit dose
magic strings
26~12~2014
Sponsor: Mystic Rose
Contest Name: Let The Music Play On
2 TABLESPOONS OF CUMIN
1/4 CUP OF SOY SAUCE
2 TABLESPOONS OF PAPPRIKA
1/4 CUP OF CAYEENE
3 TABLESPOONS OF THYME
3 TABLESPOONS OF ROSEMARY
1/4 CUP OF GINGER ROOT
1 CUP OF DICED ONIONS
3/4 CUP OF DICED GREEN PEPPERS
1/2 CUP OF CHOPPED GARLIC
2 CUPS OF DARKBROWN SUGAR
1 CUP OF CHOPPED CILANTRO
3 CUPS OF LIME JUICE
2 CUPS OF FISH STOCK
2 CUP OF EXTRA DRY GIN
3 CUPS OF PINEAPPLE JUICE
1 CUP OF LIQUID SMOKE
12 SLICES OF PINEAPPLE
IN A 5 GALLON BUCKET, MIX THESE INGREDEINTS, ADD ONE BUTTERFLIED
FRESH PORK HAM, MARANDAED OVERNIGHT. TURN TWICE COATING ALL SIDES. PLACE PINEAPPLE OVER THE PORK ( LARGE BAKING PAN)
ROAST ON LOW FOR ABOUT 3 AND A HALF HOURS...
BAKE WITH SWEET POTATAOES, ALLOWING THE PORK TO COOK THROUGH.
WHITE CHEDDAR AND ROASTED GARLIC MASHED POTATOES OR SOME ROASTED YUCCA ROOT WILL MAKE THEM HUSSIES INTO GLAMOROUS LOVERS. SMILING LIKE THEY OWE YOU SUMTHANG!
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Dat Ole River (The Calcasieu)
Dats a lazy ole river, dats a muddy ole river.
Dat river she flows on and on and on,
Dat river she flows;
Through my mind, to my soul.
Dat river she be wide,
And dem shrimp nets scrape her belly;
And dem crawfish play around her.
Dat river she be life, She be life to me.
I used to go there with my Momma.
Momma she fixed da Gumbo, da Gumbo and the bisque.
Momma she boiled the crabs and crawfish;
By dat ole muddy river.
I took my Marie down to the river;
Took my sweet Sha to dat river.
An we swam there in the moonlight;
I fell in love beneath that moon.
I poled my pirogue down dat river;
Down that muddy, swampy river.
I raised my children round that river.
That river she be life to me.
Come and play for me the accordion,
The accordion and French harp.
Bring fat Mommas and fat babies
And we’ll have a fais do do.
Bring sweet wine and red boudin,
Bring the red and white boudin,
To the banks of dat ole river.
We grow old and die together.
Dear ole Calcasieu.
Dats a lazy old river, Dats a dirty old river.
Dat river she flows on and on;
Dat river she flows through my mind, To my soul.
A bright sunshine dawns
Joy prances in morning light
Laughter seals the air
A cheerful, cheery moment
A memory to engrave.
A startling grey cloud
Tears drip like showers of rain
Heart pinches with pain
The world feels bleak and hollow
Sorrow whispers in the soul.
Yet after the storm
A rainbow arches above
Hope begins to shine
The heart starts to patch up slow
Life resumes its normal train.
After a plain ride
The road starts upward-sloping
But descends again
To wit the high and low tide
The twists and turns of man`s life.
The shine of summer
Fans its fragrance in the air
Wiinter`s wild winds waft,
The two sides of the same coin
The light and darkness that dance,
Day fades into night
Moonless sky succeeds sunshine
Cold is gauged with warmth
A beeline journey of life
Would be dull, dry and dreary.
The seasons all change
Joy and sorrow interweave
A tapestry made
From moments bright and shady
Each thread adds to beauty`s depth.
Let`s greet all the feels
The sweet and the bitter taste
For both make us whole
A balanced life we`re given
let`s cherish all precious breath.