Long Lambada Poems

   


   Hypocrites sucking off the silicone tit 
of the antichrist spirit.
Man infestation from the pit of 
deliriot.
In hallowed halls of discord, whispers echo,
the chorus of the damned proletariat,
a venom, seeping...

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Sweet and sassy me
I am on the floor,
  won't you come baby, come.

I love to tease, I love to kiss.
   Hush... hush... 
I love to tease, I love to please.
  ...

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Her intoxicating fragrance 
Heavily pregnant
With thinly veiled 
Promises of seduction 
Stepped into attendance with stealth 
to herald her arrival 
A stimulus that suddenly 
heightened our intrigue 
Rousing the body's senses to action 
She enthralls when...

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What is a "gloatsmere"
one would ask as we thought
she created the term.
But she described it as fudgelling and
Positioning oneself to be seen as more
available.
We asked her use it in a phrase., so
she did.Waking at 4:00,...

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I’m a ladies man
Do what I can
To attract these girls to me
When I’m dancing on the floor
They flock around to see 




Yeah’ Yeah’ Yeah’ Yeah’
I’m in ecstasy
My moves so hot 
I tango, trot
Come have a...

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There’s a panda tap dancing in hobnails
There’s an octopus mixing up cocktails
A bush kangaroo
Blows on a kazoo
While the band are all tadpoles or pond-snails

A gorilla is dancing the tango
With a chimp who’s still holding a...

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              The wind, a conductor of memories past,
whispers of boostalgia, in each gust it casts, 
every play by play, blow by blow,...

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Colorful the garb
a perfection
of lovelyness
a bite at resto verso
find a place to dance
ooh you
got me going
aint shame to say
keep on with
the way you're going
Woman you know
how to
get your way
full respect to your
situation
I have something to...

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Hello Muddah, hello Faddah,
I’m with Buddah, in Granada,
We had Christmas, in the Isthmus,
Where the misses for our kisses,
Can't resist us.

When my Buddah, wants asada,
He will never ask the mister for Posada,
If you order, enchilada,
He will...

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Along aisle of twigs, moist brown leaves and stones,

Clustered bellflowers guard as I ramble
Whispered chord echoes from choir of bushes groans, 

The rustles, a beckoning preamble


Shady sky-high trees of wrinkled clothed moss

Healthily exhaling thy cool...

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By Craig J. Burt /Jimmy Boom Semtex
Are you ok?
Your brain's rattling like crazy
You're dancing like a ballerina
Twerkin around these crazy hot streets
You say why be a bore?
Life is a chore
Refuse to fade
Like a shadow of...

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i wanna dance the mambo,the cubin cuba mambo,
i wanna dance the cha cha,hip movements with the cha cha!
or maybe try the salsa, sensual is the salsa.
 
i wanna dance the samba,the fun  brazilian samba,
or...

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