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Izzie

"Izzie"



I know a quiet girl whose name is Izzie
Pays twenty dollars to get a little dizzy
Lately, she's busy smoking up on that boy
Poisoned capillaries we both can enjoy

She's been romanced in pitch black death
Sells her frail body that's powder fresh
Her blood jacked up for a little taste
Stabs a vein with her favorite toxic waste

Come on lil Izzie it's all you care to smoke
Don't worry this time, iffin y'all be broke
There's plenty more where that came from
Izzie baby, you & that boy sho enuf in love

Come see Daddy Kane any time baby
Now don't ya forget next time it'll be eighty
Midnight room filled in a junkie's worst kinda fears
Searching the floor hoping something appears

Combing the fibers of carpet for souvenirs
Just a mirage all your hopes disappear
Hush lil baby don't say a single word
Daddy Kane has got you a lil reward




The Punk Poe…
   Always Be Punk…
Always Be Drunk…
   (On Poetry)

alent sho

He trundled his way up the three heavy steps
His mop of hair searching every direction
In the middle of the stage a brash spotlight
shone on a large drum kit
Behind a curtain dangled over a hand painted sign
The burgundy curtains partially
covering the letters making it look like alent sho

The boy now seated behind the kit dwarfed by its side.
He adjusted his seat slightly, closed his eyes and
took a breath
The crowds murmurs abruptly cut by some drunks
sloshed repartee -Hey.kid you, a belch breaking his sentence-forgot your sticks
With a tiiter of some of the onlookers
The young boy slowly opened his eyes
A tear slowly rolled down his pale cheeks
Swaying from his chin for a moment
before falling
It meandered along the cymbal's it’s tremor almost melodically before snapping upon the snare
Each tear falling in perfect formation
No beat missed a methodical beat
One after another
The silence of the audience
mesmerised by his music
He played with such sadness
The tears of those watching only adding to his symphony

Fast Talker

Fast Talker
By: Miracle Man
6/3/2024

The goods being sold
never seemed to matter,   
For her speech was “Faster
than small town chatter”.
An auctioneers voice
was her greatest asset,
and “she could talk the legs
off a chair” I bet.
“She speaks ten words a second,
with gusts to fifty”
But when it came to talent
she wuz sho nuf nifty.

The Secret Side of You

The Secret Side of You

Vs.1)  One thing makes me so proud
To know that I know how
You si…ghh when you say My name. 
A treasure I hold tight 
To know when you sleep tonight
You'll la.. ugh, oh you'll never change. 

Chorus*
To know…the one I love
Like no...body else does
You sho…w me the real you, 
And I lo….o…ove,
The secret side of you…
All the sweet things only lovers get to do, 
Yess, I lo…ove, the secret side of you. 

Vs 2)   That look comes to your eyes
        As if you try to memorize
     Every li…ine, of my face. 
That shock of lightning fire
That look of desire
I can almost feel your embrace. 

Repeat Chorus*
Tag: yes, I lo…ove, the secret side of you.
All the sweet things only lovers get to do…
How I lo…ove, the secret side…of you.

I can tell

Boy, one thing I know fa sho, we can tell a lot in life.
I can tell you mad
I can tell that ain’t gon fit
I can tell he be cheating 
Girl, I can tell you ain’t cook that
I can tell that ain’t yo real hair
I can tell she bouta cry
I can tell he not feeling well 
I can tell that’s not gon work
I can tell it’s a boy
Man, I can tell that ain’t no real Gucci
I can tell he lying
I can tell her butt fake
I can tell that car bouta break
I’m telling yall, I can tell she pregnant 
I can tell that’s gon taste nasty
I can tell he ain’t no good
I can tell it’s bouta rain
Know what else I can tell, I can tell I’m amazing, lol

Miss Mantis

Oh, Miss Mantis
Oh so sublime
Why did you get me smiling like this? 
Saturday night sho' blew my mind

Oh, Miss Mantis
Oh so unkind
Why are you killing me like this? 
It's another Saturday night but you say you
have no time

Sho-Me Your Guns

Sit-ups, planks, and crunches

My push-ups done in bunches

Deep heavy squats from the rack

Deadlifts are good for my back

Just pumping up my biceps

And cutting up my triceps

I'm sweating harder each day

So I look sharp when I play

Big Deal

Big Deal 

Own it , control it 
Don't hold it 
Hold it all in 
You were meant to win ?? 
Life throws all kinds of challenges 
Know that you can manage 
Manage 
Take control 
Don't fold 
Just hold 
Hold on 
It's coming 
All that you ask for 
So much in store 
You will get
Don't live life with regrets
Do what you feel 
You are a big deal

Big Deal 
Big Goals 
God plans 
He's in control
(Repeat 1x)

Stand on what's right 
Don't get blinded 
Lose your sight 
Get a new pair of lense
That's where the faith begins 
Faith is believing in the unbelievable 
Achieving the unachievable 
It's real 
With God 
We leveled up such a big deal 
His blessings for you are sealed 
Ready to be open 
Constant praise and devotion 
No body has to understand 
You see God said when others doubted you couldn't 
He would show you that you can !!!

Big Deal 
Big Goals 
God plans 
He's in control
(Repeat 1x)

I'm a big deal 
That I know 
Standing on it for sho 
(,Repeat 1×)

Big Deal 
Big Goals 
God plans 
He's in control
(Repeat 1x)

Repeat until chorus fades 
Written by Concetta Hardnett 
09/16/2023

Death of the Old Cowboy On the Lonesome Range

Death Of The Old Cowboy On The Lonesome Range

Ravenous wolf pack, ripping and tearing
red-stain bloody meat from his dead horse flank
much better the dead horse than me he thought
as he looked up at hot sun glaring.

Dreaming now, his beautiful gal holding tight
aching head laid in her luxurious lap
mused what sorry cowboy sight this is
an old cowboy sho gonna die tonight.

Then waking again, he was fine alright
that June morn was sure so fine to behold
again that pretty gal rushed to him
saying, dear cowboy ain't you such good sight.

Sleep, a gentler sleep all he would need.
Asleep he fell and then to death he bleeds.

Robert J. Lindley, sonnet
April 2nd, 1971

Note- This has been written after my watching
the cowboy save the pretty girl, but then he died
from fighting of Apache braves for two days.
His guns empty, his heart and dreams took over
to ease him beyond the deep purple veil.

Yes, Growing a Fine Ole Southern Garden

Yes, Growing A Fine Ole Southern Garden

In the garden strawberries are dancing about so red
Momma's cantaloupes laying there just waiting to be ate
Over there luscious red roses resting in fertilized bed
Them thar fine butterbeans are sho' nuff blooming out too late
And that bright yellow corn this year is gonna yield a lot
Sister's radishes, man what a fine and most tasty treat
Watermelons over there looking great in the corner plot
Those orange colored carrots sho' gonna be good to eat
There growing gleaming dark green onions that will taste so fine
Grandpa's chick peas in long rows sho-nuff need to be gotten
Momma's own cabbages made a bumper crop so tasty to dine
Alas! Those tomatoes, the entire lot are all rotten.

Well friends, another down home well grown garden growing fine.
We do things alright here just below the Mississippi line.

Robert J. Lindley, Sonnet 
March 23 1971

Shot Five Times

A police officer,Inspector Ahmed Twumasi,has been arrested for allegedly shooting and killing his girlfriend in Kumasi in the Ashanti Region.The police Inspector is also a member of the Ashanti regional police command’s Special Weapons and Tactics(SWAT)unit.He allegedly shot his girlfriend(side chick)five times according to police sources over cheating which is closely associated with the deceased.Zafar do you remember SHO tallat double magazine Five Bullets?Supari killer kanjar bay gerat harami encounter karay ga)(Down galeez shaks).

Happy Nu Year

happy new year,highly disappointed but still hopeful,i returned home and thought-go online sho nuff a local restaurant said, yeah we still got some; delighted I swooped down to the joint and they rationed me out a small order I said baby please! can I have at least two she replied no can do-YOU SEE THAT LINE ALL AROUND THE CORNER,THEY WANT SOME TOO AND THIS IS MY LAST POT,shucks what can I do already cooked the greens,potatoe salad and black eye peas,HAPPY NEW YEAR homey be happy and sing I got me some chitterlings!

Critterature: Fabulous Faraway Places

A beaver and a bandicoot,
After playing squash one day,
Were sipping cappuccinos
At a quaint outdoor café.
"Ah, thish ish sho like Parish", 
Lisped the beaver with a sigh.
"And I," remarked the bandicoot,
"am 'minded of Mumbai,
And Rome, and Barcelona,
And so many other places."
The beaver merely sat there
Being quiet and making faces.
"What's the matter, chum?" asked bandicoot,
His voice as soft as flannel,
"I thought you tripped as much as I.
Don't you watch the Travel Channel?"

Gps Tracker

Talat.Apni soti menu day..
Sain.Tun bund vich leni ay??
Talat.Aho bund vich leni ay..
Sain.Bara wada ganda ayn..
Talat.Aho me pen yak policeya..
Sain.Powder day jurm vich kini
dair jail katti ce??
Talat.Wawa dair andar rya wan..
Sain.Tun punjab police de shaan..
Talat.Apni bhesaki menu day..
Sain.Tun oday vich tracker lana ay..
Talat.Tun bara chalak hoshyar ayn..
Sain.Me twaday Crime King da Abu.. 
Talat.IG akhya munday nu maar dawo..
Sain.Oye CIA daya putra thanay kehchari 
ton lay kay Crime King day loray day size 
tak menu har sheh de kahabar Ay..
Note.Talat Teri gaand k size ka Don ka Loda..

Give Me the 80s

I'll take 'em any day of the week,
I can't lie
Sounds so good that it makes you get up out of your seat

Today, we're just sitting with our phones,
I can't lie
Got me feeling like an alien who just wants to go back home

Back home to where it wasn't perfect,
I can't lie
But it sho' was nice and sweet, so authentic

Give me some Freddie Jackson, You Are My Lady.
I can't lie
Give me some Rick James; come on, Give It To Me Baby

Give me some Sade, Smooth Operator,
I can't lie
Give me some Rene and Angela, I Love You More

Give me some Irene Cara, Flashdance What a Feeling,
I can't lie
Give me some Journey, Don't Stop Believin'

Please, just give me the Golden 80s
A lovely time of living, dancing, and making beautiful babies

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