Priscilla Poems

poor me Priscilla

I was never part of a family
never on a team
never felt comradery

No one ever stood up for me
people bullied me
I was alone

Poor me
Poor me
Poor poor me

She held a pity party for herself daily
In the lunchroom at work
ruining lunch for the rest of us

All cheer and jollity are extinguished when she enters
poor her, poor her, poor

The adoring men of stripper, Priscilla the Hun

Three times the mass of the sun
were the boobs of stripper, Priscilla the Hun.
And when the adoring men yelled out for more,
she'd shimmy and knock 'em all to the floor ~
first with the left, and then with the right one.

Priscilla De Ville

(To be sang to the tune of Cruella De Ville)


Priscilla DeVille, Priscilla DeVille
If she doesnt marry you another one will
to date her is a costly bill
priscilla, priscilla 
shes like an widow waiting for the will 
look out for priscilla deville

at first you'll think priscilla is just fancy
but after shes got you to kiss and thank
you

Stay Away From Priscilla Jim Lee

That rodent is so odd, his brother told him.
Stay away from her, you might catch it, Jim.
Jim was a reader with his nose forever in a book.
He gave Priscilla a nod but not an interested look.

Priscilla caught his nod and was happy to see.
A bit of attention from one of the Brothers Lee.
Jim Lee was

Playful Priscilla

When people do not know how to have fun
We send them to Playful Priscilla for she is number one.
She understands how to uplift, to motivate and relax.
She does it with excitement, these are the facts.

Playful Priscilla’s rainbow colors are colorfully nice.
They help thaw the strangest people’s stuck up cold ice.
She figures them out quickly and

Priscilla Pig and the Sow

Priscilla pig pranced and peened proudly in the pooh.
Enjoying small flecks of mud on her hooves tis true.
Don’t stop now! Roll in it! Yelled the old sow named Sue.
She looked at her like she was headed to the factory glue.

Old Sue did not care; she had mud, corn and a sky of blue.
Priscilla wondered, if

Priscilla Was Born Under a Lucky Constellation

Priscilla was born under a lucky constellation
Without a single bit of consternation
Born under a lucky constellation
The entire town was in celebration
We were excited, filled with excited jubilation.

A lovely couple – Wilbur and Winnie Thyme.
They had patiently waited a long time
To get the ultimate gift, a baby girl.
She was adorable too with one gentle curl.

They had

Priscilla

An elegant lady in high heels walking.
I caught her up, she was softly singing Elvis.
She looked at me, stopped singing,
And asked, "Are you lonesome"?
OMG, it was Priscilla, a quick thought I had,
Why didn't she add 'tonight'?
I felt myself floating, then I saw her gloating.
Next thing I knew was my mom asking,
"How did you get that

Priscilla of Titillating Courage

Priscilla of Titillating Courage 

With smidgens of cereal we may choose to grind traces from

Grains of life truth sadness vagaries and the circle of being

Separate the wheat from the chaff only to find out we are

Looking at rye and need to indulge a wry smile now and then


At times the gristmill is too small and

Miss Priscilla

Disheveled hair, wiry and gray
 an old lady hovered past my house each day.
I ignored her when she passed by
 wondering what possessed her as I sighed
then in my own focused diligence
 I slinked fast away, uncaring in my ignorance.
Wasn't sure where she lived but wondered
 why in the world she seemed so encumbered.
Then one

Priscilla

…     …genuine of love aroused from you,
It was meaningless…null and none.
BUT…you came to me like a descending angel to demonstrate one, 
I hoped less…helpless as a boy lying in a pool of blood but you

Had that stability ...that capability…that ability to lift my hope
You donated me faith arising from your bottom

Happy Birthday To You Priscilla

I have a reason to live
Thousands of them to stay alive
So pure and natural like the oil from Olive
For this, I will always strive
In your sure way I will drive
For I know, knowledge, from your closet I will derive

Our meeting was indeed, a Destiny
Destined to occur in the GNA colony
Oh yes, that is the "inky

When Priscilla Died

When
all Mom’s
kids left home,
Priscilla, our
Siamese, lived on
to well past twenty years
of age.  One day, approaching
her litter box, she raised one foot,
gave forth a strange raucous sound, and then
collapsed.  The cat quite literally croaked!

*croaked is also American slang for died.
(I had introduced Priscilla to our family. I had been selling 
cards all summer at age

Priscilla Gets Her Way With Love

Priscilla Gets Her Way With Love

By Elton Camp

Prissy’s ears extend well below her chin
And to a bi tch she is the very next of kin

And she has long whiskers on her face
Once-a-month bath she finds no disgrace

Her hair is very short even atop her head
And kind words she never once has said

By giving love to

Priscilla Jaye Estrella Cruz (Vasquez)

Cilla Jaye   
                                           Crazy,Silly,Random,Sad
       

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