Long Foo Poems
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you can handle that
you know what it is
ya'll know what
I'm talking bout
acting as if
Cause I know whats going on
somebody been untrue to you
ruined everything
spreading gossip
unraveling everything
that you knew
if he didn't look twice
he wouldn't have seen her ring
didn't know she was with someone else
that's what's started everything
not my wife the fella said
and the brawl beganned
fooling round
with the the Missus
got everyone involved
aint nothing cheap
when you budgeting
and frugal as we are
why he coming round here
trouble making
never leave me
never forsake me
never let me go
I do love you
always thinking of you
just thought
I'd let you know
all this tension
and distinction
aint never enough time to settle down
the last words mine
f we fussin
and I don't wanna hear
another sound
guess we cool now
you let me kiss you
and you stop sportin that frown
come on baby
let's get crazy
let slow jam and get on down
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!
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
they drilled holes
and made long whining tunnels beneath
the surface.
they gathered all the plastics they could from around the world.
when they installed the fans in the tunnel
i still couldn't understand what this new way of
recycling meant to a world that
need to learn new things.
they burned and melted plastic in the hole
the smoke would be forced to a tunnel by
way of fans, the smoke would be mixed with calcium and magnesium
to create a stone material.
once the plastic stones were cooled
sonme would be pulverized to make material
that could be used to create a plasticky type of cement.
the world might welcome these new processes
to create new types of stones that
can be made into large sheets
and used to create cheap new homes, that are stone and fabricated for
being used.