Serum Poems - Poems about Serum

nothing like three glasses of wine to loosen the tongue and park inhibitions on the wayside if only i had known that's all it takes...

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You can't deny You can't deny I'm looking pretty fly, ain't I? And uhm... since I'm so fly I'll bring you some plane truth Open your eyes it's the season of the witch There's witch hunting? Which gadget fully fulfils my wish Which system sustains my glow and ascertains me of several likes It's the season of the wishful thinkers...

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We went to the International Mall in Tampa yesterday…and I’m not going to lie… walking among all those young people made me realize…how time has passed me by. People in trendy clothes I’ve never seen…families big and small… made me think as we were walking…how…we were the oldest people in the mall. Was it just my imagination…or my latent...

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Purim Serum Reverse the decree, costume quorum, Dour outlooks, ingrates can wait, To “V’Al HaNissim” respond “Amen!” ‘Til Shichur or REM inebriate, Confusing “Baruch Mordechai & Arur Haman”, Choose an opponent as a receiver of being considerate, Send Mishloach Manos, listen quietly to Ahem! Uplift with LeChaim! Drink Schnaps to hydrate, To a Purim Seudah gather friends, Imbibe wine! Purim Torah relate, Hamantaschen savor as Oneg’s...

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I've always fantasized about a certain elixer That has ingredients in it like Korn's twisted transistor It just may be as hot as the ghost peppers on the scale of Richtor The ingredients the U.S. Military still uses today - I wanna them and mirror 'um The elixer I'm thinking of is called the famous Truth Serum Too many people...

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truth serum take a sip see what happens next the truth shell set you free it is cleansing to the soul everyone should partake once in a will it will relive a guilty conscious...

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Honestly i don't even know what i am doing on here As i will be the 1st to admit I am not a genuine real Poet All's i really do is turn my everyday thoughts into word's Even a child can do that And probably better...

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I sip and I sip As rhyme drips from my lips I shoot from the hip With inane useless quips My pen is the arrow That points at the page The ink is the poison That's spreading my rage It has no indifference And writes with disdain About how I feel Of this world gone insane But also it speaks Of love and desire And feelings within That burn...

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Tell me Angel, do you dream in heaven? Do you have nightmares of fairy tales before you are seven? Tell me demon, do you have fantasies of beauty you live without? Tell me priest, because I'm confused your beliefs don't meet your actions and your actions leave me in disbelief. Tell me lawyer, Are you an Justice really that blind? and just how many pills Judge are you going to...

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