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Premium Member Paradise

Once upon a time a way to start called Paradise.
Where it was supposed to have the best time.
Far above or whatever, those beautiful gardens to grow up and we should  take care of. 
Families to raise up growing flowers and playing around a big river that feeds their soul.
No matter what, but we have that Paradise we are throwing out in the sink.
Some people work for having money, cars, apartments or other material things, and they  grow up in their own Paradise.
I've been there one day, thinking that to have the best material things was the best I could reach.
Stupid of me that after the years, I got knowledge to give myself a different view of the meaning of Paradise.
Not easy to explain, but I'm not stupid, that means that I can't live in Paradise.
Refusing others thoughts, makes your feeling down.
Down to Earth, where Paradise is. Where friends look for you, and you for them.
Where the family is above your moon.
Where you see the sea, and you can breath oxygen.
When you listen to music, and you feel enjoyment
A dancer on the stage, someone to be remembered.
Paradise, a place located on the Earth. 
Bushes to contemplate the small birds making a nest, the next home to grow new chicks those ones that one day will fly somewhere here in the Paradise we are destroying.
Another dream gone, as the polar bears, which they dream of ice, something that they will never find in this paradise, the one where we should be at the table eating together.


Premium Member The End of 2020

The End of 2020
By Franklin Price
12/31/2020

It's the end of 2020
Was a most insightful year
What's happened to the U.S.A.
Is not exactly clear

Burdened by the COVID virus
Divided by the left and right
Will the coming year have sunrise
Or move us further into night?

Election time is over
The end results were fun
Whether counted right or wrong
It's over said and done

Joe Biden was the winner
The mail-in voting's what it took
Donald Trump was voted out
By legal means, or hook and crook.

The hated one is almost gone
He's closing out his term
With a cure for the virus
That's right, a vaccine for the germ

His atta-boys were plentiful
Stupid tweets took those away
The blame is very much on him
That he lost on polling day

My New Year's resolution
As this year comes to an end
Make improvements on the past
Do not break, but only bend

Let us pray to God to help us
Guide us with his love and care
Citizens can make it happen
No matter who sits in the chair
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member The Sorting Hat Knew Me Well

The sorting hat knew me well.
I had a pet Basilisk and knew where they all dwell.
I speak parcel tongue, but I do not like Malfoy
I am waiting, barely breathing.

The sorting hat is making all kinds of noise, like a raid 
Spitting and snorting, I close my eyes, afraid of the result
You hate Malfoy? He screams, outing me in front of the hall.
Hufflepuff? Are you kidding? That was truly a stupid call.

Come back here! The sorting hat demanded, angry now.
I ran for my life, not eager to go back to that cow.
He chases through the hall while the rest of them cheer.
I go home to mama; maybe I will come back next year.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Tongue Twister Time

Fat Freddie was a farmer, his favourite food was beans
He’d eat them morning, noon and night - they featured in his dreams
His friends were always wary as Freddie produced so much gas
Freddie would fart furtively then claim it wasn’t from HIS ass
Five friends of his were furious and called Freddie a stupid dork
To stop his farting issue they fitted Freddie with a huge cork
Fat Freddie’s tum grew larger, he looked like he’d explode
But his wind was put to good use... he’d pop the cork whenever it snowed
Fat Freddie was employed in winter to help to clear the roads
The reward for his work was paid in beans - the road sweeper gave him loads!

My Tongue Twister is...

Fat farmer Freddie farted furtively in front of five furious friends!

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Premium Member The Trouble With Trolls

Wait !  the troll said.....
As he jumped in front of him.
You have the smell of humans on you.
Therefore, I can not let you pass thru.
The mouse said, but I have just what you need.
The troll looked him up and down,  and ask.
Now just what would that be?

What is it that you think you have?
       " That I want", asks the troll.   
The mouse always heard that trolls were 
         really very stupid.

    The mouse replied......
But you let the others pass.
I know this because I saw it.
Troll answered, yes, but, that has nothing to do with you. 
And if you displease me, I will eat you on this day.

      The mouse thought to himself.......  
Magic always works, but, only when you think you haven't
been tricked.

Troll replied, well I'm waiting, to cook you in my dinner pot. 
Within my cave of cold gray stone as I chew on your bones.
Though I do prefer the taste of human little girls, and boys.

 The mouse got that gleam in his eye, "as he replied". 
When I was out and about this very morning I saw the valley.
Where all the human girls and boys come out to play.
There's even some that hang out in a basket all day.

The troll's eyes got very big, as he asks", where is this valley?
The mouse said, with a big grin, why", it's just back over that hill.
The troll said, if you are lying to me, I will eat you when I get back. 
And he walked off over that hill, as he said, wait for me here.

The mouse waited till the troll was far enough away.
So he could be on his way, the mouse thought to himself.
There really may be a valley where human children play.
But not over that hill, maybe over another hill, but not there.
  
At leastways not anywhere near that hungry old troll.
As the mouse went on his way,  he thought...... 
The trouble with trolls is,  " they're really very stupid".




4/ 27/ 2012 pm


The quest for ions


I kinda like stupid people
I fit in
But their questions doth
Amuse

No -I usually hang about McDonald’s dressed in a uniform
I call it niche cosplay

Yes sir I do know who I am speaking to
You gave me access to your information
Although you maybe someone pretending to be you

Sorry need to explain
these are my attempts to be fired from employment

Now
if you ask me again
If you ask me again it will be a different now

Do you work here?
Do you know who you are talking to?
Do you know what time it is?

Actually heard someone coming back from lunch
That they slept in

We should make the next year coming 2026
Just miss 2025 out
Could you imagine future historians trying to figure it out

Would you like to explain yourself

Well are we talking anatomically physically
Do you need a breakdown of the word yourself
I would explain but I am unsure if you could
grasp it
Here is some drawings or a ball of tin foil to play with

You are meant to start at 8

I did
I just didn’t start here

Can you email when you have finished those reports


Dear Carl

When you have finished those reports

Premium Member Be Quiet Your Ideas Are Strange

Be us they said. Stop the dancing. 
Stop whirling, you look stupid.
Be normal they said. And they thought
They had done you a favor.

Be quiet they told you. Your ideas are strange.
If people think you are weird, they will shun you.
You were little. Confused. Wondering about it.
But you were too afraid of them to shine yourself anyway.

Good boy! Good girl! They said, treating your new
Unknown, unhappy, sad self as if you had accomplished something
When in fact, your creativity was being squelched as rapidly
As the bird inside who was trying desperately to keep your
Happiness alive in spite of them.

Stop singing so loudly they told you. It is embarrassing.
You were shamed, so you stopped singing.
Sunday School teacher hissed as you stumbled over 
The Old Testament; terrific way to get you to stop reading forever.

They squelched you the best they could, smashing you into them.
At night you could live your truth, fly the cosmos, and so you did.
Keeping your art, your music, your poetry, and your voice inside.
Some of you escaped them, but unfortunately, not all.

Toxic Masculinity a Term Coined By Some Stupid Woman

some ladies are annoyed 
because boys will be boys 
they call it toxic masculinity 
based on logic they think they see 
feeling there is a need 
to teach us boys 
how we should be 
and that means more pleasant 
than we are presently 
they say that because they know more 
that’s what they say but I’m not too sure 
believing they’ve been sent to save us 
from our ghastly horrid behaviours 
when really they should go away 
or understand the way we play
 cus they see nastiness in us 
interactions torturous 
that we banter just because 
that's the way been taught to us 
by the older males who are horrible 
according to these women fools 
who fail to understand the difference 
between hurtful and hate filled speeches 
and banter with our near and dearest 
for laughter to make an appearance 
through their eyes it’s all just weirdness, 
but then again they’ve got no shlong 
they ain’t men so they are wrong 
don’t like what you’re looking at move along 
men and women are not the same 
we use humour we call names 
while you judge us like we’re insane 
then interact just to complain 
and tell us our ways can’t remain, 
I think you might have half a brain 
please remember 
we’re different genders 
and you can’t mend what you ain’t been 
just go on home luv and flick your bean 
then try and learn to understand 
that men don’t flick they hold in hand 
we’ve very different parts on us 
and banter isn’t harming rough 
because it’s humour look that word up 
then look up the word retardedness 
that’s you little Miss Marvellous 
as you have never been a boy 
next time when you feel annoyed  
coming our way with your noise 
is not a very clever choice 
no patience left for your stupid voice 
boys will be boys 
and since you ain’t one 
Bugger off!! 
Girls fight behind each other’s backs,
Why don’t you concentrate on that, 
not like boys who go face to face, 
no, because women prefer to be two faced, 
honourless bitterness and all a fake, 
behaviour littered with mistakes! 
Understand your flipping place!!
© Nick Trim  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Black Hole of Despair

Sometimes life can get so deep
You feel like ti will seep
More troubles out of the ground
That pile up and bring you down
I've had bad days that's been conquered
But there is one you have conjured
That has caused a cold black hole
That I can not walk or crawl
Over cause it sucked me down
Into your life and now I'm bound
To regret each passing moment
Of days and nights you have stolen
Realizing now I must 
Have had all the faith and trust
Sucked out of me more each time
I fell for your stupid liens
Now I'm left with no desire
To have someone start a fire
In my soul, life, even heart
There is nothing that I want
To relive over again
I am giving up on men
And all the pain they create
Knowing it is much too late
To pull out of this dark hole
That has taken quite a toll
On every piece and aspect
Of romance there's nothing left
I will just surrender to 
This hell you have put me through
Form: Rhyme

I Will Listen

I Will Listen

I am not going to be polite
I, rather we, don’t have time for that
We have been fighting each other
Like fools who do not know better
You are either stupid children 
Throwing yourself down having a tantrum
Or you are a stupid adult
Measuring your ***** against the next guy’s
Either way you are an embarrassment
And no one really cares what you think
So just do us all a favor and shut the hell up
After all we are all humans
We are all shades of brown
And we all bleed red
So, put your anger and hatred away
Sit down and think, if you can
And then come and talk to me
I promise I will listen

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