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Hot as hell, emotions fire the flames,
Nervous about meeting doctors, nurses,
Curtain separates them from congregation,
The veil is not torn in two, but steamy adulation,
Courts their friendship sessions to distance,
Bible fanatic from mum, with a secular pretence:
Stationed to obey that mile that you go,
Faithful to womb child who does overthrow,
That divine validation of mundane everyday life,
Which never does blot his copybook, he’s your invisible wife,
Just because nothing bad happens, then he’s loving,
To be a feature of your relationships and thinking,
So good to give you a furtherer of your animations,
So fine to set converts and following by time within your devotions:
Baby born, and the first thing they said was Jesus!
But I did adjust like a jet, right arm spasm, religion to suss,
Because i had not related perfectly to my mum at all in her beauty,
By getting into a tizzy, a fix about her vaginal cavity:
The umbilical chord did suffocate around my neck,
Three times, and three times to many, ‘cos i hit the deck,
Put in an incubator, a machine my life to sustain,
Where i didn’t depend on maternal caresses to obtain,
That blooming continuation that does greatly assure you of your future,
You expectations, your understandings and boundaries to nurture;
The machine of oxygen and warmth did suffice,
To love this new born child as cold as ice,
To spiritual things and to worlds unknown,
By humankind who only know hell when it’s thrown;
And as I did lurk in my hospital bedroom, or ward,
Like a businessman who is playing the sure investment card:
I wished so much that black book to just disappear,
As it only wrought despair, anxiety and tumultuous fear;
My parents friends, stone cold as delinquent thieves,
Prayed though those days as they sang “Bringing In The Sheaves,”
Whilst appendices of nurses added that they’d do,
Convincing my parents, including doctor-trained dad, that I’d pull through,
They just read the bible to me, over and over,
Through glass ventilator, that separator which did cover,
Happy as chuck, pleased as punch and relaxed enough, in that clever machine,
I clearly didn’t see what they did mean,
Because I was dressed in the NHS, nothing less,
Never this sin to render or confess.
Dashing through the sand on a hot Australian day over the dunes we go laughing all the way
Riding on our boards down the dunes we slide watch out for the snakes and things and hope we don’t collide
Oh, Jingle Bells, it’s hot as hell sliding all the way having fun - in the sun on this Christmas day - hey
Jingle bells, it’s hot as hell the beach is where we play in the sun, splashing fun on this Christmas day
Having fun, in the sun the Aussie Christmas way.
M. is for so MANY reasons why I am in love with you.
R. Is for how ROMANTIC you are to me AND RESPECTFUL you are to everyone around you.
S. Is for how SEXY AND SWEET you are to me.
B. is for how BEAUTIFUL and BRILLIANT you are
L. is for how full of LOVE and LIFE you are
A. is for how AMAZING and ADORABLE you are
Z. is for how in the ZONE you are when playing your game and how in the ZONE when we are making love.
E. Is for how our love will be EVERLASTIND AND ETERNAL. and my love for you will always be EVERLASTIND and ETERNAL.
A. Is for how YOU ATTITUDE is hot as hell when you are mad, and how much ATTENTION you give me for no reason
N. Is for NEVER being NEGATIVE about anything
T. Is for our TRUE LOVE and how TRUTHFUL we are to each other
H. Is for our HAPPYNESS and how you are the only one that can HANDLE me in every way
O. Is for my ONLY ONE, and you are the that is always OPTIMISTIC
N. Is for NEVER being apart and for something NEW in my life
Y. Is for how YOUNG you feel and how I YELL your name
G. is how GREAT we are together and how GREATFUL I am to have you in my life.
I. Is for how INCREDIBLE you are and how INTERESTED you are in me.
L. Is for how LOVING you are and how I hope we can LAST forever
C. Is for how CUTE you are and how CAREFUL you are.
H. Is for how HELPFUL you are and how I want to run with you into the HORIZON.
R. IS for how RIGHT you are about stuff and how RESPONSIBLE about everything you are.
I. Is for how INVISIBLE the world around is is when we are together. You are always so INTERESTING to me .
S. Is for how SPECIAL our love is and how SWEET you are
T. Is for how we are always TOGETHER and how THOUGHTFUL you are.
Take all the way to death and took that car to the West to that car, all the way to the ing best place in the world and that was the bar where they got ing blessed with a beer. Two beers, three beers, four beers, and tequila, and they drove home drunk.
And they were feeling fine and they survived. All right, But they were black ass drunk when they got into a fight with their ing selves. You know when they hit, Bad. They were hot as hell. Anyway, that wasn't two boys. I was a boy and a girl. That wasn't too girls.
That was a boy and a girl you thought it was the point of girl world and boy. Boy girl boy boy girl world ing you know whatever toy whatever toyed with Whatever is foiled with and soy, we ing trust and soy. Plants is a must. There must be some sort of Kevlar.
He has a bulletproof uh beans. I think you put that beans in here and you ing come clean. The tanks, the bulletproof vest fall off my chest, slice the chest. Need to hear. No there. And either here, or there live before you cast out for your cast. Found welfare town.
Welfare, rapping like that. You come rap, rap rap share. Hahaha, I call that . She didn't ing want dick. She wanted him. Uh, get used to it.
Now, that has got it ing hard and it. And that was probably all it does. For her entire life.
Some es are like, Good. , in my opinion. I thought it was a brilliantly, statistically good book, but it was only 15-20 minutes. But we ed the entire time. And it didn't even come out and didn't come out for good.
Well, you know, two people, they get close enough to each other. Their clothes come off in this short ing before they even know it. Sure. Yeah, so true. What do you know that?
They say global warming isn't real
And you shouldn't believe in chemtrails
But I swear that's acid rain
And why does our air smell so strange
Our water has so many chemicals
It's no longer safe to even drink
There's so much pollution and the smog covers everything
If you can't tell for yourself that every year it keeps getting hot as hell
Honestly last winter how much snow do you think actually fell
I bet we hardly even got an inch on the ground
I'm just like wow
I can remember as a kid it use to be feet deep
And I know it isn't only me
How can you not see
I mean this weather is just about as crazy as it can be
Record breaking hurricanes
And tsunamis that reach like 100 feet
Flooding inland to places you wouldn't even believe it could reach
There's no way people are this blind
It's an environmental crisis
Yet everyone just turns a blind eye
We gotta stop pretending this isn't happening and take action before we're out of time
Stop passing off our environmental hazards onto the next guy
As a matter of fact I can't even recall the last time i seen a clear sky
It's no wonder why
We're facing this situation
I don't mean to sound like I'm complaining but I'm just thinking it's just amazing
No one even cares
I mention global warming and all I get are blank stares
And for our future generations it just ain't fair
So there
I've said my peace
I'm not trying to preach
And hopefully someone is listening and some of you I've reached
And maybe at least some of these things I say you can learn to
appreciate
microsoft dictation poem part two
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when the two D. Meyer
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back to the house
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have peace of for dinner
go to Sly and the Family Stone Yes No?
Play Summer Time in the City Yes
the painters
then walked to the Paint Shop
the in the top of the state intends
the the the the the the the
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Dinner salad
Say number okay 4444
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Save Changes Journal Yes No
Can’t complete last command
Undo command
Can’t save
Came back from the upper
the painting works great
progress
is how so
in a very hot as hell
bent tonight
will go to trade for Jones
for home to home
Number of records by second baseman from voting
and an batteries for remote control
shown
or just for a number of town hall
I'll bet this set of rusty shears have a story they could tell,
of the loneliness and broken backs in a land that's hot as hell,
where hopes and dreams mirrored lives that these shearers led,
here among the ruins of an outback-shearing shed.
I'll bet this set of rusty shears have a story often told,
in optimistic mirages where water is pure as gold,
and living quarters offered would barely shield the moon
in stifling heat of summer, or bitter cold in June.
All that's left is one wall teasing, the wind to blow it down.
Mustering yards are overgrown; mulga posts lie on the ground.
There's hand-made nails, broken rails, memories that are spread,
here among the ruins of an outback shearing shed.
I feel like I'm intruding out here on the western plains,
standing here in a ghostly wind where it hardly ever rains,
imagining I lived the life that these shearers led,
in the ruins with the ghosts of an outback shearing shed.
All that's left is one wall teasing, the wind to blow it down.
Mustering yards are overgrown; mulga posts lie on the ground.
Oil tins and sharpening stone, broken glass is widely spread
here among the ruins of an outback shearing shed.
I'll bet this set of rusty shears have a story they could tell,
of the loneliness and broken backs in a land that's hot as hell,
where hopes and dreams preceded lives that these shearers led,
here among the ruins of an outback-shearing shed.
Step aside, Mr. Gore, as the world's people rebel
Despite your predictions, Earth is not as hot as hell
We took your global warnings seriously at first
But for your dire forecasts, we no longer thirst
UN scientists who'd backed up your warnings
Now say there's no evidence the planet is warming
Instead, a mini ice age raps on a frosty door
A whiteout winter lingers; snow still covers Earth's floor
Was it all a ruse to propel yourself to the spotlight?
As the blizzards wreak havoc, you've fallen from our sight
And worse, we are left to wonder why you paid no heed
To historical cycles that made your theories weak
Prehistoric species fell during a period of heat
And proof of past ice ages are preserved in Mammouth meat
So please do us a favor and stay, as now, in hiding
Your doom and gloom prophecies we are now deriding
With each shovel of unprecedented winter snow
Angry Americans shake their heads and want to know
If it was the speaking engagements and book sales
That led you to express your global warming wails
Or did corporate backers of your "green energy" business
Lead you to attempt to spoon feed us utter nonsense
Pollution is of great concern to all with conscience
But attributing climate cycles to it simply made no sense
The UN scientists now say they've lost all supporting data
Belief in "global warming" has been tossed back at ya
My heart pounds, my heart loves, my heart shakes
When love slept, **May 25th my love awaked
“I love you” could be said in a hundred ways
But me showing you could last a thousand days
If actions speak louder than words
Then the genius of our love is a problem for all the nerds
Your eyes may not lie upon me at all times of your day
But in your heart, permanently and always, I’ll stay
My heart pounds, my heart loves, my heart shakes
No one can see how you saw, like how you love
Or even kiss like you kiss, hug like you hug
You hate camping, but our hearts just went, Oh well!
Snuggling together with a fire hot as hell
Let the moon shine forever with stories to tell
I love you, you love me, and we love each other and the key
Of life and the world to see, your heart stays strong while you’re with me
My heart pounds, my heart loves, my heart shakes
BANG! BANG! POUND! POUND! Loves goes back and forth
If your sunset comes first, I’ll be filled with remorse
Wishing we sat together, (sigh)… but life takes its course
When my heart pounds in need for that extra breath
The cells of your heart recuperate my natural health
My heart vibrates extra hard, so let that organ quake
My heart pounds, loves, all at the same time while this organ shakes.
** if you're going to copy, add you anniversary date
Cowboys in the Badlands
Out West, across the great divide
great open spaces oceans wide.
Beauty in these badlands does hide
everything fights us as we ride.
Last stop, was exciting wild Abilene
shot an hombre that was very mean.
Watched him bleed as he slowly died
his gal held him and loudly she cried.
Before, she had sworn love to me
next his dying love she swore to be.
Riding away fast, ahead of the Law
looking back, cloud of dust we saw.
My partner lit out on me last night
cried this was surely not his fight.
He turned back east galloping so fast
we had our time, had a damn blast.
Ahead the badlands beckon me on
this cowboy life sets me all alone.
Hot as hell the water miles ahead
A night's rest to clear my head.
Morning sun woke me to great heat
no bread, bacon and eggs to eat.
Precious water is in very short supply
always fleeing, I ponder just why.
No time to enjoy such pretty views
my path ahead, my life I must choose.
Avoiding Indians and the chasing men
forever alone with never a friend.
This beauty now I can slow to see
posse has surely given up on me.
Coyotes call , rattlesnakes do hiss
comfort of town I do sorely miss.
Found now, a dusty trail to old Mexico
across the Rio Grande I now go.
Far behind, hell's horses race after me
dancing with pretty senoritas I'll soon be!
10/11/2014