My mom looked in the mirror, It made her face clearer, She forbaded me to go nearer, The mirror had become her dearer, Her act was fun for hearer.
After election party-hopping is prohibited
Now come the complains and slanders
Gone the frog comes the toad
Bet is no more bet
Defeat is still far away to be admitted
Hustle and bustle carries on after election and sworn in
Maybe settle scores at an opportune moment
Maybe democracy is challenged
Where's justice
Maybe this is the new way of life
My wounds have not yet healed.
I loved you, and its a pact now sealed.
Our last embrace, what is its meaning?
No wonders, no mistakes, yet screaming.
Meet me in a different road.
When indeed my flesh today, it carries a heavy load.
Truth mistaken, forsaken with misery.
Lovers condemned, demolished, in history.
I don't believe in love, in honesty and loyalty.
Blinded by your soul, forgotten.
Crawling and crying for a century.
Not realizing why its all marked by scrutiny.
Prohibited to leave, to unlock these chains.
Walking in solitude, sadness remains.
Lovers that dream, that live in pain.
Only wishing you felt my sorrow and never ending strain.
Test icles
Female dog
Oral stimulation
Wood
Rectal insert
Bulb of the vestibule
Raccoon
Box
Ipipi
Del dool
Dike
Cigarette
Akkineni
Mouthification
Analingus
Fornication Under Consent of the King
Fudge factory worker
Gay
Ejacu late
Fleshy folds of skin
Handwarmer
Black person ethnic slur
Pene
Rose thorn puncture
Cono
Strange
Sack
Fecal matter
Promiscuous woman
Pluck
Pecho
Obnoxious person
Faighne
Master Baker
Where I live, you have to ask for one.
And there may not be one
but you know how it used to be and
now you don't, so much.
Lighten up anyway, 'cause hey
and hay didn't used to be so
far away from those
incredible cafe ashtrays.
Once upon a time
in a not-so-distant land
floors of stores pretended to be
ashtrays.
Now we grind all sortsa
other stuff in our stories.
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CAFE MUSING by Nancy Jones
Comfort me in time of need,
Hold me close to your warm, sweet skin
To change our ways, we've thus agreed
Only to be who we were again
But you are the One who fills my Soul,
And gives my Heart its only peace
Oh, how I'm whole with Loving Woe-
That will not end or ever cease!
BLACK TEXAS TEA, NO FISH can SEE
We Want to KNOW what WE DONE to THEE
Charlie Tuna wants to STRIKE
Along with Catfish Mike
Though PROHIBITED by KING Of SEA
waking rakes your thirsty dreams.
you laugh thinking you pushed
the nightmare aside. swallowing
down the bone-stealing juice,
you match your daily attire.
gritting or smiling, you hold fast to the talon-fists
of surviving. it's 120% you give
to the double switchblade of office generousity
-- the mirror of your tell-tale lover.
YOU CAN VOID ALL THAT!
it's like you died and returned
the straw that broke the camel's back.
you can tick life off
and make love blind coming to.
help it! void where prohibited!
center flash!
stamina can catch a pale
under a storming euphor-O-rash.
irony-set, you'll be slap-turning hips --
bridled by neon wet nails.
in a thunder roll, you'll shed breathed principals.
it's like you died and returned
the straw that broke the camel's back.
you can tick life off
and make love blind coming to.
help it! void where prohibited!
center flash!
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