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Premium Member Refurbished Nursery Rhymes: This little piggy went wee wee

The first little piggy went to market;
The second demurred and preferred to stay home;
The gluttonous third one
Ate all of the roast beef,
So the fourth hungry piggy got none.
Although it's not clearly stated,
His thirst must have been sated
And his bladder inflated
'cause number five urinated
All the way home.

Premium Member Urinated Fountain-

desiccate fountain
long legged dog urinates
mist inside the bowl


3/19/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©

Premium Member Little Red Runt

No? You don't have pity on me? You should!
   I'm sure you'd rather be a stick of wood
Food that doesn't smell so good, if you could
   ~ Rather than be me ...

Spend your days rained on, snowed on
   Hailed on, stepped on -- why stop here? --
Spat on, urinated and dumped on
   ~  Sniff my coat of rancid beer

What I've suffered, what I have endured
   From yellow rivers to cursed curs' turds -- 
The very thought of it all is too gross for words


While Waiting Trump Was Hesisatating

While Waiting Trump Was Hesisatating

He first waited and then had hesitated;
On Trump golden shower was urinated;
He was  behooving;
Experience moving;
Constipated and nothing could be vacated.

Jim Horn

Bitten and Bruised

When the police finally caught us
At a 'friends' in Kentucky
I didn't care if we went to jail
In there, I would be safe and lucky

The cops asked me if I was alright
I had welts and bruises from your bites
My nose had just been broken
I had just set it back right, while crying
Tears of relief fell, seeing flashing lights

My ribs were still healing
From the three weeks before 
Punches reigned, and I fell
Fetal position on the floor
You'd laughed your evil laugh
Urinated on me 
as you screamed, "rotten w****!"

I never felt safer in my life
As when the police put me
in the backseat of the cop car
I laughed in scared confusion, was I free?
Was it finally over?

But it will never truly be 
For it sits in my mind
haunting
Always

I Thought I Saw God

My eyes closed,
and my mind froze, 
while my heartbeat rose. 
And the heavens yawned and roared, and it felt very close.
 
Wow! So clearly, 
I could see the womb of the sky, 
carrying God in it's moon,
and spreading the clouds with a sliver spoon.
  
I remained so numb and lost, 
and floated through frost.

For no cost,
I was sold to cold.
And I grew very old
and folded into the silence of its dew,
and watched shadows woo silence, 
while whispering angels without wings but halos, danced in the purest shades of darkness, and spat lightening from their eyes, and also vomited stars.

Suddenly,
a splash of urine from the sky flogged my face and washed off the dew of illusions blindfolding my vision.

And my brain yawned open,
to notice that I was not only scared, sweating, but I have also urinated on myself,
because I thought I saw God.


That Was Almost

Me now travol trom home
To town me find a lot of pipo running away
Me don know wat has happened
Me suddenly find da police van pull up
Dey say they want to take me
I ask dem wat I have done
Da police laugh and dey hit me in da belly
Me triy to run dey thro me down
One police man shouted he didn't do wrong
Me triy to say dey hit me in da belly
Now wat happened was a night mare
They hit me in da belly
Dey rolling me like a chicken
Dey called me thief
Dey kicked me a lot but me started to cry
Dey laugh and laugh but I stoped to cry
Now what happened was heaven
I got up I hit one in head
And he started to cry
Den suddenly all of dem ran after me 
Me started to shake almost urinated
Suddenly dey caught me den me started to sing 
Dey laughed dey laugh 
Den I started to remove my cloths
Dey now thot I was mad person
Dey quickly got back in the van as they thot dey caught da wrong person
Den me ran home
I told my mom dat was so close

Over the Age of Fifty This One Is For You

Those damn old people with their applesauce, and need for retirement
I giggle at the sizes adult diapers come in,
They haven't worked hard enough for me yet,
We need more cotton picked more tobacco chopped
And more polyester pants
AARP sounds like a senior citizens sorority to me
Oh! how I chide in laughter,
Nothing like a hip replacement with no coverage really tickles the funny bone
I was talking to my grandma and she believes the government does her wrong
But how is that; when you can't even remember what happened yesterday
For all you know they have given you lower prescription payments
I'm snortling to the point I have urinated in my pants
Just remind myself to pick up grandpa's extra big boy bladder briefs
They shouldn't be able to live off of years and years of labor by social security
Besides if they can remember back in their day, they can remember to go get...
A JOB! and while they're talking 'bout the olden days, would you like fries with that?

Palindrome Quirks

Palindrome Quirks

Gateman, has thou seen my nametag
Tips he replied or else upon thy boot I shall spit
Evil doer! Can I not but endure this shame to live

Was it thy dog upon yonder grass I saw?
Rats! Rover has been seen by the clear night’s star
God! Why did I ever get a dog?
Swap thy canine for a bird with no paws

Reviled unto myself I must now deliver
Repaid in full by this dirty diaper
Lived, thou has not until thou hast smelled the devil

Pots with gangly growth have but stop
Spot has urinated upon its tops
Smart would it be for it to leave upon the trams
Warts his master has from the pissed on straw

Adaven, now a ghost town located in Nevada
Stressed were the miners when Millie severed no desserts

By Mark A. Goodson

Semordnilap Palindrome’s:
Gateman/nametag
Tips/spit
Evil/live

Was/saw
Rats/star
God/dog
Swap/paws

Reviled/deliver
Repaid/diaper
Lived/devil

Pots/stop
Smart/trams
Warts/straw

Adaven/Nevada
Stressed/ desserts

Beyond Permutation

I want to see again
Your two white breasts bare
And virginal
On the north and south lattitudes
Of your unmelted chest
I want them stiff and pointing upward
Like white mountains
Their milk fozen in the nipples where the sun
Laps like oceans with lazy tongues
I want my forest thick as dreams
Of ancient archetypes
Eating carbon dioxide gas for dinner
Etherizing this jiggolo of progress
That urinated on farmlands
Leaving them burnt in the acid
Vectors of hunger.
So much of our tragedy is beyond permutation,
Ecology is not a study it's life's preservation.
I want all this against the fear
Of ancient history 
And none who warned us now is Noah
Building anything to avert
The rape of my mother again, and again,
My sisters sacrificed to dregs of earth.

Even Devils Are Afraid Of

When devils look at with their own eyes
that man has destroyed hills and mountains,
burnt forests and rice fields,
poisoned rivers and seas,
polluted the blue sky by dangerous radiations,
littered his own cheerful life and longing heart
with drugs and disgusting lifestyle,
killed each other,
spat on Heaven and urinated on Hell,
ridiculed his own Lord,
raped fairies
and stripped gods to the skin,
They are really in a hurry to run away
from getting involved in
and will not accept any responsibilities
for such doings.
Even the devils are so worried about
what will happen to man’s fate
for it does not ever occur to them at all
to do like what man has done.
Never.

Here Take My Gun

Here, take my gun
Do you like it here on the road?

On second thought, I will take that back
I might need it in the next town

I like your blue scarf
Do you love biting down on it?

No, the blood is from a poem
It has nothing to do with this world

You can’t stay with me
That would rob me from my destiny

The dessert is the teller
It will clean our teeth and fade our hair

I was watching you
Through my compass and decided you were East

I knew at that moment
The well had gone dry forever today

Sometimes I see the world 
Like it was crystal clear with no illusions

I’m sorry I disturbed you
Have a nice day and hope that you never meet me

For I saw the portrait of your soul
I found how they ripped your essence and on it urinated 

Spill you father’s vodka down your throat
It might medicate your tortured and blackened heart

Your nothing but a painted clown
Hoping to deceive and finally win an easy life

Here, take my gun
I love it on this road

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