I went outside to pee
Underneath the cactus tree
But now I'm in the Ho Spittle
The cactus fell on me.
Oh the cactus tree the cactus tree
I went out to pee and it fell on me.
The cactus tree the cactus tree
It's such a mystery.
Defecation, constipation, urination... it's toilet humour!
At least I'm just a crap poet ... sadly some folk are just full of it
God MUST have a sense of humour - because he created me and YOU!
Hydration, urination, frustration
I’m being Pampered with Depends
The means justifies the ends
For with my bladder shrinkage
There comes a bit of leakage
It’s so simple I just do it do it
I can’t remember where I threw it
But to this date it’s just been water
Haven’t yet let loose a “squatter”
And I still can change my own
While talking on a speaker phone
So it’s safe to take me driving
Or leave me at home alone
I’ve gone from Pampers to Depends
The way it started is how it ends
My life became a little sadder
With the shrinkage of my bladder
©7/16/2023
Fieldwork is stellar, sexy, or strenuous and sad
Talking values, prolonging childhood
Is not for the faint hearted among S. Africa's "Coloured"
My "township" boasts about acting backward
Using walls for urination, or there on streets
Many walk all day long with beer in hand (never discreet)
We reward bad for good; kindness is meekness minus Jesus (equals: simple weakness)
Abusing drugs, kids, partners - "street privacy"?
Is the only "rule" respected by all and sundry
II
Shall I report these abuses, "shebeens" next door?
But the policing is poor, revenge usual & more
Or should I show the other cheek, God's love
Shall I continue peacemaking, or reward shove with shove?
Since Middle School I struggled with moochers, "the lazy"
To accept them, help, yet teach a better way
Humans seek peace, routines, "order" in some way
But competition fir resources, conflict
May be the real order of the day
Hence wars are welcome for profits, bottom lines!
My question: Love or lecture "them" is as old as Time
In my "coloured township," there is no "time" for both
I'm more pessimistic about human nature now, sad truth!
Urination reigns rains flowing
Covering the firmaments grasses
Backing splashing on the oak tree
Nose to the grindstone Kentucky bluegrass
Sniffs out allergens striving to mark a path
Marking at territorial arenas grasp
A leg up Or just a squat
Relinquishing rains
Watch the green grasses
Now yellow patches
From yellow rain
Puring down tween a dog's leg
1/24/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022
If urination is disinfectant for pea
Is cuncation Pepe Lepu's hesitancy
colorblind and smelling flowers
stuck in the past again
missing mom
wishing i had not spent all my money on my last trip
thoughts of the fun within
thinking of my most emotionally draining heartbreak
onanism wants to hold me at gunpoint again
shotgun blast urination
ignoring the blood within
3AM comes and me wan go back to dreamland
not thinking about leaky roofs, max romeo
thinking about the next video that moves me north
all the while i look at her sleep
i thank God for her as a result
i fall asleep knowing better now
we could dismiss this earthly bliss in a time well spent in thought
skull bones with viscous fangs that bite dripping blood off side
eyes with spots having holes
let's escape to a darkened world below
fires of screams of the damned in Hell
sorrowful tears flowing off peoples faces
Satan in the center doing his bidding
it gets a bit heavy when your feet can't stand steady
molten rocks with blackened stench of fumes
fire with blazing eyes that pierce your soul
weeping, wailing & gnashing of teeth
the bowels of the unconscious yet very conscious
piercing skulls with worms the smell of stench
swirling circles of grey tubes in elusive form
the darkened briars of sewage
can't breath can't catch your breath
rocks that explode before your face with demons that hook
grab a hold of your flesh tightly with screams
throbbing pulsating heavy beats of dire madness
the explosion of black extremities on the impulse of your soul
666
charcoal urination on your face hands & wrist
exploding into a dungeon of damned fervor
your mind has erupted into ever increasing doom
no escape no exit
no chance at heaven for you are forever locked in Hell
The Wall
Generations have passed The Wall
glancing at its brick and mortar majesty.
Crowds gathered – to be amused,
swayed, exhorted, demonized –
by the vagabonds of vitriolic vendetta.
Unseen change posted its messages
“Awake, Arise, Agitate, Assemble”.
Causes layered upon demands
for more – or less. The wall shuddered
beneath the layers of torn torment,
joyous indecision, victory’s urination,
defeat’s desecration. She had felt the
icy sting of bloodied bullets,
endured the sunsets of hollow hope,
welcomed the silent midnight brushstrokes,
freshened dreams claiming ownership
Little Susie had peed her new pants
Such an unfortunate circumstance
In front of her mother
She blushed a red colour …
then invented the wet knickers dance!
I used the poetry soup word generator and it came up with the word ‘urination’ … now how could I resist THAT challenge!!!
(In the UK pants and knickers are what are known as panties in the US)
26th January 2016
MAY CAUSE:
Fever, Stiff Muscles, Sweating, Confusion,
Uncontrollable Jerky Muscle Movements,
Fever, Chills, Body Aches, Flu Symptoms,
Sudden Numbness, Weakness, Problems With Vision,
Headache, Increased Thirst Or Urination,
Loss Of Appetite, Nausea, Dry Skin, Vomiting,
Drowsiness, Jaundice, Dizziness, Convulsions,
Weight Gain, Fast Heartbeats Or Uneven,
Upset Stomach, Choking Or Trouble Swallowing,
Anxiety, Insomnia, Constipation,
Rash, Itching, Diarrhea, Tooth Decay.
THIS DRUG HAS BEEN APPROVED BY THE FDA.
How To Know When You Are Getting Old
By Elton Camp
Well, there is longer room for any doubt
When the senior discount is asked about
If your little black book somehow came
To have nothing but the doctor’s name
A dripping faucet isn’t just an irritation
It engenders immediate need for urination
Because of pain, you feel much less delight
And whatever doesn’t hurt, won’t work right
Open a newspaper and it’s with great speed
That the obituaries you will begin to read
Glean in your eye isn’t due to passing lasses
But is a reflection of the sun off your glasses
Your are certainly getting well along in life
If the gray-haired lady you help is your wife
Yet another thing that will drive you wild
That middle-aged person is your own child
Old age has about caught you, it is so true
When your back goes out more than you
with a beard and a weary face
i head out into the town
tired eyes and tired hearts
result in nothing but wretched frowns
cider splashes down my jeans
i slip and fall on the floor
i bump i bang i get harangued
and then im shown the door
waiting for a taxi head in my hands
urination down the filthy alleyways
vomit bursts from my cracked lips
its all the same day after day
Making secreted dreams
that beat the sound of excreted water
flowing with each enriched elimination
the kidneys are in movement
the physical process is in timing
moving the waste
and expelling
the urination from the necked Urethra
aka:lyricvixen ha-ha!
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