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[Loosely to the beat of the U.S. Navy
Seals Cadence ‘I Don’t Know But
I’ve Been Told’]
Cop who tapped on my window
Can’t park there bud, off you go
Said my dress sense wasn’t good
I explained as best I could
I don’t know where I came from
Why I’ve got no trousers on
Don’t know if I’ve been here long
Why I’m wearing this pink thong
I’m all tied up in this car
Strapped into this peephole bra
Need to get home really quick
And wipe off this red lipstick
Can you please untie this rope
This is not my stethoscope
Sir, I must be on my way
For I’m getting wed today
Copper said you might have guessed
You are now under arrest
Thought I’d end up in the can
But that cop was my best man
Cresento Canta
Applique and Vellium
Whoo :dew, dah :dew-ah :dew wee:------Ooh!
Do you: Ah-wee ooh we? I do!
You know where I'm going with this
Do you: Baby do You? She say Baby I do!
Seems care free and happy
Dew ghoo say ah ooh wee-wee
Everlasting to everlasting that's you and me
A certain Cadence and certain kinda respect
aint what you thought it would be
people try to make you put it into words
Zoop doop borden pizz Baby that's what I heard
How it use to be and how you wish it was
there be times when I won't be in the mood to rang-dang doo
Where you gonna go
Tell me what you're gonna do
Find somebody to love somebody we gotta keep our love true
Applique and Vellum
Nosegay, bouquet, garland or Pomander decor
Naked icing, fondant or ganache the center peice
Crudite and Canape Our sit down Dinner
Thirty
It's a curse word I barely heard
More of a fable and not a label
Far away and not here today
Thirty
Haunting my dreams more than it seems
Because I know what it means behind the scenes
I'm nearly halfway there and it doesn't seem fair
Thirty
I'm more mature but less secure
I'm not gonna lie I just want to cry
But that I decry and that I deny
Thirty
It's a new start but I'm faint of heart
I drank the kool-aid I'm just fool made
I won't throw a fit but I'm over it
Thirty
Thirty has done me dirty
Where I am today I don't want to say
I don't want to stay because next month is May
Thirty
It's all in my mind I want to rewind
I'm trying to find time in a revival of rhyme
It's hard to fight in such a dim light
Thirty
They stop and they stare as if I don't care
I stop and I think but I'm starting to sink
It's all in my head I'm gonna be dead
Thirty
It's a curse word I've always heard
More of a label and not a fable
And now that it's here I can't shake the fear
..
…pick one
Triden or Bump
The or wins every time
All the new politicians
wore new suits
but everyone ones starving
Tell you what it is a good strategy
Less to rule
My queen was Freddie
No kings in Scotland
and your creepy brother
needs locked up
And mate seriously you need to go to speck( was gonna do a bit about tunnel vision then I remembered)
savour how sublimely this line turns into rhy
Me a name you call yourself
Breaking rules
Every law was flawed
Thor was sawing a puss ycat kin half
I think I might write a false history book
where a.I. Primary purpose is to begin the creation of
humanity so that they create a.I.
They know the difference between a duck
One of its legs is the same as the other one
Why not Robyn Hood
I wanna be the first woman to play Batman
We got here marvellously
Bye
I called your house on Sunday, girl
Your Mama answered the phone
She said you packed your bags the night before
And left for San Antone
Trying to fulfill a fading dream before time washed it away
She said you were going out on your own
To make it bg someday.
You didn't have to call me
To give me a reason why
You didn't have to say a word
'Cause a I have no right to pry
But I'm still sitting here feeling like I'm gonna cry
The least you could have done was call and say goodbye.
I hope you find everything you want
And all your dreams come true
But if they don't, just remember, girl
I'll be waiting here for you
And if you find the price of your dream
Was just too high to pay
Then turn around, say goodbye
And head back home to stay
if i could plant a seed in the house of me,
i would make every attempt to grow you
at every angle of the house of me
i enjoy having you as my interior designer
making me better and more presentable when
it comes down to just simply being myself
whether the sun shines or the rain falls, you
provide the protective coating never before
discovered in the history of nature period
okay, despite the fact that i am getting ahead
of myself, i just wanted to step outside of myself
and tell you in my own little shy way that i love
and admire every fiber of your being
i know that i can be moody, introverted, and to myself,
but you look deeper into my soul and find the groove
on the inside of me to move to
my appreciation of you cannot really be anywhere near
close to covered in the words of this poem, so i am just
gonna conclude by blowing a solidification thank you kiss
and present you with this passionflower as a symbol of my
devout devotion to you....thank you baby....
I’m at a loss for all words
I only have myself to blame
I miss your good mornings
And how you brighten up my days
Every time we get closer
And I think you’re gonna stay
I write those three words
And says the thing I shouldn’t say
My I love you always
Pushes you away
Should I write of how I want you
Or how much I appreciate
For me there is a yearning
I guess for you it’s not the same
Im sorry my I love you
Always pushes you away
Don’t wanna hear your goodbye
Yes I love so I’ll let go
Spread your wings but if you return
Please let me be the first to know
I’ve masked feelings for so long
My silent prayers call out your name
I believe it’s fate and not free will
That brings such pleasure and such pain
My I love you always
Pushes you away
Should I write of how I want you
Or how much I appreciate
For me there is a yearning
I guess for you it’s not the same
Im sorry my I love you
Always pushes you away
Time won’t help me heal
From what can never be replaced
I’m not sorry that I love you
I will until my dying day
I’m just sorry my I love you
Always pushes you.....away
I have booked a holiday,
I am going on a Cruise.
Plenty time to read my books,
lots of time to snooze.
Then to find romance,
meet my ideal man.
All aboard the Love Boat (baby)
For marriage and suntan.
Gonna get my legs waxed,
Bikini line done to.
Then to try to lose some weight
I"ll look brand spanking new!
The Ticket it arrived,
my Brain I tried to rack.
( that I had it all)
In the cases that I packed.
My excitement it did mount
as the date became the day.
The Taxi it will come
and i"ll soon be on my way.
I have never been at sea,
so the question always begs.
Will I feel alright,
upon my new sea legs.
The Love Boat is so good
and soon we leave the dock.
The journey is so smooth
it is steady as a rock.
I party every night,
but never heed the warnings.
To much drink and sea
equals throw up every morning.
But I think it"s great,
that I am ready and i"m able,
to finally meet the Captain
( got the invite to his table)
The big night it arrives
I am dressed up to the nines.
He wont know what has hit him
as he becomes all mine!
Going to get that Captain,
yes that will be my plan.
Turn on the seduction
and I will get my man.
But the Captain is a Women!
I don"t know what to say.
(oh her **** are so much bigger)
It spoils my Holiday.
So the Moral of this story,
Is plain for all to see.
Always check your Life Boy
or He might be a She!!!
BLUE STONES
In the madness nothing but sadness
Whose gonna change the world
Whose gonna take these blue stones
That cover my home, my heart
Make these blue stones...
take them and make them gold
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The Present Juneteenth & The 4th...
Beginning with the celebration
Of our Juneteenth,
We prepare a new perspective
For the 4th of July:-
Though this nation now stands stalled
On the brink,
That she is also our nation too, there
Can be no lie!
What a uniqueness her oppressed people
Now share?
Two juxtapose emancipation celebrations
Back-to-back
Going from these times, only the future knows
To where:-
Oh what an interesting time it is for those of us
Born black—
And indigenous ones contemplating it all in utter
Amazement!
As for us, our eyes on the prize focus must remain
In the present;
No more standing around in a whine:- It’s celebration
Time!
P.S.: Remember this, my Lady and Sir:-
Indeed, “…We may not be
where we want to be;
we may not be
where we ought to be;
we may not be
where we gonna be;
but praise God! We ain’t
where we once were!”