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Bad Alfredo Sauce

I visited Chef Giorgio's in Italy for a bite to eat.
And ordered Chicken Alfredo after taking a seat
But the pasta was too thick
Made by a chef who was sick
I got him fired and once again he's just a deadbeat

Alfredo should be served with a good cream sauce
But Giorgio's was disgusting, tasting like dross
He accused me of lying
I guess he'll soon be dying (again)
I don't give a fig if he's angry with me and cross

Chef Giorgio was unemployed so started writing
But his poetry was awful; accusive and inciting
He was found guilty of slander
Just like Goosey Goosey Gander 
Away the old bird flew without another sighting
Form: Limerick


Premium Member The Wheel of Faith

How disgusting
You can hate something, someone, some companies
If it is something God wants you to do, to associate with
No matter how you run, try to push it away
You cannot block it
It will be right there, right on top of you
right in your face
What am I talking about?
I am talking about whatever
Whatever God wants you to do 
You cannot escape it
Shoot
Heck 
I will sure as h try
Yeah try
Whatever 
I don't care anyway
Once I make up my mind
There is no way I can change it
I don't think I can change it
I don't want to change it
There's nothing I want there
There is certainly no love lost
Whatever it is
I am through
It's over
And I don't want to associate with it
What is it?
Only I would know
And He would too
I am so over it
There!
See if He can make me

Premium Member Maturity

I remember how it felt to be young
Hiding a pimple beneath a privacy fence
Built from a hand raised across the cheek
Guarding the mark that seemed to bare a resemblance
To sin, silent and soiled, sending a reflection
The disgusting, nasty symbol of youth

I remember working my first job
And feeling sure there had to be some other
Way to make the money that I needed
For the movies, popcorn and York peppermint patties
Served with a coke that would have more ice
Than it needed, leaving my tongue in a deep freeze

I remember longing for the day when I could say
That I was eighteen and capable of doing
Whatever I pleased, anything that I chose to
Even if that meant leaving behind a teddy bear
A pair of roller skates and a basketball
Pieces of my childhood that I would miss one day

I remember knowing that my mom had prayed
For my happiness and my hopefulness
For the moment when I would fall in love for real
With someone who loved me back in a way
That foretold of a future filled with affection
The kind that love stories were written about

I remember the first kiss, the first date, the first 
“I love you” that was whispered
The way it felt to know I was pretty to someone
Even if I didn’t feel pretty when I looked into a mirror
The moment when I realized that feelings like these
Were wonders, wonderful, wondrous, genuine miracles

I remember how it felt back then
What I can’t remember or tell you about
Is the moment when I became a woman 
Instead of a girl, a woman who knows love
Pain, hope, desperation and worry and fear
No… I don’t remember when I became mature 







Feb. 15, 2021

Premium Member Unscathed

Dazed and bewildered I shed my reptilian 
Skin an impedance not only in form and
Shape but impossible to traverse mountain
Ranges and rocky cliffs where the Dark 
In his keen and senseless demeanor dared
Me to follow my Wolfe’s stature was much
Better suited for this pursuit and I knew
I would overcome the Dark before the light 
Of the next full moon. My skill at shapeshifting
Unbeknownst to the evil ravenous disgusting
Creature I was trailing.  Destruction was 
My only hearts’ desire for the Dark. Where 
Once love and beauty woke my everyday
Its’ betrayal had ruined every hope and
Light I had.  Capture destroy protect the
Other life forms from the cruel black hearted
Dark. If it is the last thing I do God give me 
Your blessings and the strength to do this
As the sun rises in the East and sets in
The West the Moon shall rise and the Dark
Shall fall.

My Deepest Thoughts

My deepest thoughts 
Little things I think about 
Thoughts that just go in and out 
Be there for you
Come read about my deepest thoughts 
Hear about the raging battles I've fought 
Bring reality closer to life 
Place two lips
On the forehead of your wife
On my couch watching VH1's driven
Realize we can't live this life without God 
So we ask forgiveness 
Tears fall free 
Once you open up your eyes to see
Wrong or right these are my deepest thoughts 
Now we do a lot of cursing in a broken home 
Hearing nothing but fussing 
Stuck in darkness 
Searching for that same vibe that kept you alive
Hear them plead to suffer and survive 
I share with you my deepest thoughts 
Addicted to trial and error 
Predicted the Nile to flood an area 
The art of war
Put your hand over your chest 
Cause your hearts at war 
Close my eyes 
And wish upon a shooting star 
Look ahead
But I'll never get to see a peaceful night 
Or a softer bed 
Together we break bread 
Cause we all bleed red 
When you lay down at night 
I want you to read about my deepest thoughts 
Insuffient funds 
Allow you to discontinue the joy of almonds 
Dressed in rags, so I look disgusting 
Envy my heart, cause you think it's mistrusting 
How long will I live? 
And when it's all gone 
what more do I give? 
I share with you my deepest thoughts 
And when it's all done 
And you close the last chapter 
I guess you can help 
But to submit to capture
Get lost cause time will break you 
But the hard times will make you
It can try, but misery 
Will never replace a good memory
If you can make time, take time
And read about my deepest thoughts
Through the roughest nights
We struggle to win our toughest fights. 
And I'll probably never understand the world 
Or the lords plan. 
Put here to live on Gods land
Suffer no more cause we got satisfaction of heart
And we'll never fall apart 
I'd say goodbye 
But these are only my deepest thoughts
Form: Lyric


Premium Member Free Life

Free life

I need to live a free life
The independence of God

But I can’t from modern life
Disgusting. This is an error

“They can’t recognize. All sick
That psychology is poor in soul."

"Their sexual problem is your life
You are heterosexual. Abnormal!"
Said Satan

I live in England. I love women. Only
“You are an observed suspicious person."

What?!
“You live alone. A Bible reader. You love women. Only?!
That could be a problem there. You are not sexually modern.”

I live alone, like a priest. Is this a problem? Why?
“Yes, you are a meat, that psychology needs meat.”

??

“They spread their lifestyle. And they stop your seed there
You must be homogeneous there. You are inferior.”

Thank you. Now everything is clear
But where does this come from?

“But where does this radiate from?
Hmm. Well, well, you found a building.”

Where is free life? Where?
Where is independence?

"There is only one
In your heart."
Said Master Satan

Premium Member The Evils of Crt


They sat home ordering luscious pizza.
Some just drank cold beer or snorted pot.
Nothing was “ really” going to happen!
As they rode unicorns, this lost, hapless lot.

Stoned efficaciously, by the likes of CNN.
America haters, all, each last one of them.
And we citizens buy their “merde”daily.
Will grovel on the earth, cracking jokes
about the future.
Have you forgotten Hitler or Stalin?
Read their writings and on films is their
inhumanity to man.

This CRT is just the beginning...
To apologize for your color and past!
Insane beyond words is such thinking.
Endorsed by the so called “educated”?

A skull and  crossbones, no free thought
allowed!
Shining, screaming, unfurled, on their most
disgusting mast!
Bow to the ground, you of wrong color and 
confess, you are America’s most evil past.

                            7/8/2021

                  No, not for any contest!!!
Form: Verse

Premium Member Gee Up Neddy

Foreign legion, desert sands
Long hot days and idle hands
Many nights a long time randy
Sultry maiden might be handy

Sorry son, the colonel said
Donkey tied up by the shed
You will find no ladies here
Donkey’s willing for a beer

Sir, my ardour’s all but busting
But a donkey… that’s disgusting
Son if what you want is loving
It’s the donkey or it’s nothing

Okay, Sir, I’ll try it out
But I’m in a little doubt
So I wonder if you might
Watch to check I do it right

By the shed his pants are down
Even donkey wears a frown
But he’s trained and makes no fuss
Soldier makes a clumsy thrust 

Sir, is this the right technique
Colonel said you crazy freak
The lads all take a donkey ride
To town where all the girls reside
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Splosh

You’ll find this disgusting, but Rudolph was busting
He peed in that fish pond of mine
But it wasn’t tragic, cos Rudolph is magic
And he piddles sparkling wine

The water went hazy, my goldfish went crazy
And splashing all over the place
It’s true, don’t be doubting, they dislodged my fountain
And sprayed Prosecco in my face

I swallowed a bit, not too much of it
My hand stopped too much going in
For wine that is fizzy can make me go dizzy
I’d much rather do that with gin

I think Santa heard, cos that’s not a bird
It’s Prancer that’s flying above
He’s tinkling from space, I got a quick taste
It’s gin and I think I’m in love

Then my wife appeared and I grew afeared
She had a mad look on her face
The goldfish are blotto, the yard’s like a grotto
With reindeer all over the place

But vixen’s my genie, she tinkled martini
So I grabbed a glass in some haste
Vermouth sprinkled in, right up to the brim
My wife won’t let that go to waste

So, now dancing twerky, she forgot the turkey
And I grabbed a casserole dish
I went in to get a whopping great net
Cos dinner will be... 
a goldfish
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Christmas Calling

Christmas is calling~ Get your decorations out.
In these hard days, it will help you to not pout.

The lights don't belong in a box when people are filled with fear.
Get them on early, light them,and God you will be bring you cheer.

There's simply no reason to dwell on these insane times.
So decorate early, trust me, it will make your heart shine.

It's up to you, to make this the most joyous time of year.
Who cares what people think?

Most of the world is intoxicated on media covid-cocktail drinks.
And I do soulfully think that exaggerated fear plain stinks!

We are still social animals, who need one another.
For shame on all, who think we must hide at home under the covers.

Just saying~ living in lockdown since March?
Is more than any human should take, such a political farce!

It's more than disgusting to be blocked from spiritual solace,
BUT oK by government loons, to in gambling partake.

Or worse, allowed unlimited to harm others in a riot.
But to meet with the leader of the free world, no they won't allow it?

Drunk on fear, freedoms gone out the window.
Do you really think you will get them back, as you won't do a thing!

Or...Just hide in acquiescent shadows?
  
        

                         10-30-2020
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Form: Rhyme

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