.
they never
shake
slither'n south
slide'n
yourn pretty
excitits
Slavery displaced many folk..From time lost in some old mists, it has been certainly no
Joke.'
Now in the present we see forever wars
Under the 'engine of not for profit?' Maybe
You are not real sure.? As ai frames some
Future.? In the fogs of the here and now,
There are to be slaves, of conveniance.?
For those born native..And those being 'imported?' The similaritys strike me; both hard and how.' There is froth and fluff and
Bubbles from many a billionaire,
as true conveniance, became a station-wagon or tent
Or the nearest
bridge somewhere, somehow.?And
migration is the answer? un-controlled
Or lawfare type, then there is all the self
Righteous verbal garbage, as in a weeks old
Salad sort; in a force-fed hype.'
La tristeza corre por mis venas
Siento un vacío muy profundo, el corazón se va encogiendo cada vez más.
No encuentro mi sitio?
Será una etapa?
A veces estoy rodeada de gente que me quiere, pero sigo sintiéndome sola , muy sola
A veces pienso que se me irá esta soledad o este sentimiento de soledad pero pasan los años y por muy bien acompañada que esté siempre vuelvo a la tristeza
My i say they were.' (My mistakes)Yet thats easy enough to spout.' Out, As a geyser is there not doubt,l.? forms in the shadow world demon
Spawn.' Manipulating the ' latest thing or
Media storms' who counts the tears.? But
God alone.' He keeps no score..
And we.?hope? to atone? Jesus sacrificed tried by night.' Oh breakers of trust' of pharonic blights
Blind and willful pharasiees,acts and signs of falsehood, you will bend the knee.' Or be
Thrown whole into hells fires.' Where even ashes
Carry the flames ever higher.' You love to
Divide, to wreck, to tear.. A dead law won't
Save you, its only mercy so rare.' Look around see the signs, better to fall at Chtists feet, who vanquished oblitterated
That many can eat; of life.. Repent turn back..Accept true life. Turn from hell and
Endless night.'
A brand-new pyramid’s been built,
Which might give us conniptions,
But this one’s made by just one man
Instead of the Egyptians.
Unlike the older version, which
Endorsed a healthy diet,
This time we’re pushed to eat red meat,
Though vegans may not buy it.
Aside from steak and burgers,
Whole milk cheese and foods like that,
We’re being told we should indulge
In saturated fat.
The Heart Association thinks
This puts us on the track
For many more Americans
To have a heart attack.
But hey – this is our country now,
A topsy-turvy land,
With lunatics and blowhards
And their minions in command.
Over tech connected; drawn to a life infected'
The moot is now mute' bad is the fruit.)
War on lies.? Square root..'
Much belies.' I read divide..Divide.!
Up to the truths, full inversion.'
Hate will grow, to genocides full immersion.!
Here I am still hanging around
Feet firmly planted on the solid ground
Throughout my ordeal
Smiling widely I feel
Like starting anew a plan quite sound
(... a plan so well received)
The annual migration to the beach
The manatees are basking in the sun
Be sure to pack large quantities of bleach
The eyes will need a rinse before you’re done
Knowing his fair share of misdeeds
A message was sent, saying take heed
He ignored the threat
That he lived to regret
He's now floating on the Florida Keys
Nursey school and kindergarten
were filled with hours of play
'Graders' first through third
the 'Three R's' all day
The rest of school was one big blur
some teachers - ma'am; others - sir
When we finished college at age 22
we felt ready, thought we knew what to do
Only to find disappointment in our workplace debut
~ What we'd learned all those years just wouldn't do
*****Freedom for Cubans!*****
Under Communism's cold rule~
My heart knows them well!
As their teacher, they showed respect!
The most outanding ethnic group,
Whoever put me on the front page of the
Cuban newspaper.
To keep me in their Andersonville area school.
They were so very outraged,
“MAESTRA ROMiOS,” the large block print said.
I was never so greatly honored.
A protest was planned at the Chicago Board of Education!
They did not want to lose me!
They were successful!
Cubanos, my friends forever.!
I will not let our government ever prevent
You wonderful people, the opportunity to
live here.
You are part of the American Dream!
Dedicated to the Cuban Commumity in Chicago.
“I will do what it takes to have you getting here.
Will not stand for you being forced to live under
oppression by our government..” PR
7/18/2021
…4…
A song to any other ear,
May just arrive as noise;
So Man,
Who could as well create,
Instead, Destroys.
Mankind - The first Oxymoron
Mis besos sabe a Coca Cola
Tengo los labios jugosos como las cerezas
Tengo un gusto dulce para ir a cenar
Siempre ha sido así que no es sorpresa
La coca cola está en el cielo con diamantes
Y me esta volviendo a dar sed quieres un besito que te lleve ala galaxia de donde vengo yo pues con migo y la Coca Cola te vas a ir burbujeando toma un trago Coca-cola / Refrescante / Bubbly bubbles / Go up your nose / Making you sneeze / y siente lo frío y el dulce sabor que con un solo trago no va hacer suficiente para tu sed ... así son mis besos uno solo no te va a quitar la sed del deseo de volverme a besar .....Todo lo que quiere hacer es tocar las lunas de mi galaxia atu lado toma mi mano no tengas miedo Vamos, vamos con la coka cola bien fría
Podemos escapar al gran sol
Salimos al otro lado
Salimos al otro lado
Salimos al otro lado
Vamos, vamos, vamos, vamos, bebé
Whoa ah si Llevo mis diamantes para ya no regresar atu mundo y quedarnos en mi galaxia que se llama coca cola
Fle sa me tis
Of the smile rise
Of all our little misses in TX & txt
For her we enter
(Beyond dragons for snakes got wings like we make ends to meet the means, or whatever man)
"Begin the Beguine'
Free not a thing
Unless you say something
In your world is not free
Bonus clowncomicery:
(Q? ¿What is the difference between syntax and context?)
(A...don't ask me, what the fail hell do I know?)
(R. Well, we know the whole truth, that hale is real, girls chase boys, and money chases us.)
Which is the right answer?
I know you know that I know you know...
...no I don't!
...no, I don't...
...yes, I do
...yes I do!
(It is harder to know when mixing them all up and knowing everyone else's answer too! Even if they answered one way before, no matter how many times, the answers Do Change as all things in life)
Don't believe the hype & you might be giving &/or getting catfished, even if you use skype...amirite? Oddly even in irl lol
Run along now and go catfish yourself!
KWIM
IKWYM
YMMV
We are snarly, and we’re gnarly,
We’re twisted, and we’re mean.
We smack you with our branches,
And we keep our real selves unseen.
We’re awful, and we’re terrible,
You had better keep your children away.
Because we’ll hold them, and we’ll fold them,
And we’ll never let them run away.
We are the meanest and the baddest,
And the most unhappy ones around.
And the sickest and the saddest,
You will wish your children never found.
Except on Christmas week, when we turn all nice and sweet.
Except when we come to your house, and with you we fast compete.
We are the pretenders, the liars, the thieves, the psychopaths galore.
Where are you going? I am not lying. She really cannot come to the door.
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