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More I Crave

Locking my lips, Spanking my butts
Squeezing my blossoms, Playing wd my s
Eating me slowly from ears to toe..
Licking the places even i dont know..
Raising my breath and beats so High..
Making me moan on nodes all High
Crashing within wd desire intense
Filling me up wd ur essence
Making all desires flood from my cave
Still for more of u i crave..

Fantasy

Yes it is intoxicating but I can't help it out
Just wanna see ur body taking shirt out
Lying in the green, early in the morning 
I want u deep within deeper then I thought 

I want to be in a swimming pool
naked head to toe, 
And u admiring me ND every curve I show


I want to see u as a cook 
Wd sweat on ur chest..
I m on to play along
 dirty games in my nest

Grab from back, close my eyes 
pull me close, play wd my locks
 lock my lips, touch my hips
Strip me slow, come down low 

I want to feel u down the shower 
Where each water drop raises fire


I wanna hv a candle light dinner On the seashore 
In a dark night whole body to explore 
This is my craziest fantasy, This is my salty desire

Not Just Mother

You r my mother my guide my light
U tought me what is wrong and right 
Ur my sunshine, making my day bright
U stand by me in darkest of night
Ur my shining armor my knight 
In any situation u give a tough fight 
U r my teacher, my doctor my lawyer
Wd u around me I don't need to care
U r synonym for love and care
Where everyone hv abundant share
Stuck in sm situation or any confusion
I just close my eyes to find u for discussion 
So many Gud and bad times we share
So many memories to look back and stare
Words fall short to describe ur love
Even God's cm to earth for this motherly love

Knock Knock

Knock, knock who's there in my bathroom?
Jan the princess of posterior interior transfer

Knock, knock who's there not in my hot tub?
Cheryl the magnificent moonlight moon pie muncher

Knock, knock who's there in the pickle barrel?
Dale the satisfied stickler for the wife of the pickler

Knock, knock who's there flushing eyes for 15 minutes?
John the Master of Disastrous WD-40 tears

Knock, Knock who's there walking around all comfortable?
Maureen the anxious advocate of flat, wide, comfy, shoes

Knock, Knock. Who's there out in the forest?
Kevin the observer of the great grizzly wet haired bear!

Knock, Knock Who's there on the highway
Julie the crazy copper hating motorcycle driving lizard lover!

Just who dares to talk about normal poets names
Pat the shameless poet names dropper is to blame!

The Drunk Driver

We were making our way from Whyalla to Port Lincoln 
For a day of sight seeing on the west coast driving along
We were about 20 kilometres south of Whyalla town
When we saw a Toyota 4 WD utility ahead going down
But there was something wrong with the driver ahead
We could see that careful driving was off the agenda instead

For he swerved all over the road from the left to the right side
And at times causing approaching traffic to veer away from him wide
Although off duty it became apparent that something had to be done
So we stopped and spoke to a drunk driver an investigation begun
He had two children in the vehicle and along with a flagon of wine 
And had come from Cowell to his shack on the shore for fishing so fine

It was the only time that I recalled myself to duty in this unusual way
And we took the driver to Whyalla for a reading of 0.285 BAC that day
Losing his licence was a price to pay for being foolish as his fee
But taking two children on a drunken dangerous journey 
Could have meant an end to the lives of his children so hard to comprehend
Being a common drunk behind the wheel of the Toyota could have meant the end.

© Paul Warren Poetry

Solar Lights and Plastic Flowers

On a lonely outback track the wind whistled through the glass
As the 4 WD turned the corner we weren't driving at all fast
Planted on the road side near our attention to it was drawn
Some solar lights and plastic flowers left looking so forlorn
We stopped the car and walked on up to it as it became so clear
A roadside memorial placed for a little one cherished so dear.

In the dead of night a family group had been returning to their home
They were driving through on dusty roads the intention not to roam
You couldn't tell how the crash occurred there seemed to be no fuss
On reading now a car had rolled to avoid a wandering camel was a must
I read the sign and saw the picture of a baby smiling brightly too
Just solar lights and plastic flowers now as the wind blew through.

© Paul Warren Poetry

Dream Date

When I came to pick you up
You were a beauty to behold
I walked you out to my Pinto
And even opened up the door

I know your thinking what a gentleman
But alas your thoughts they do escape me
With the creak of my door hinge so loud
I knew I should have WD-40'd

So you wouldn't tear your dress on the seat spring
I covered it with my Mothers favorite towel
I can see by the look that's in your eyes
I've really won you over now

I'm sorry the AC is out
As I spritz cool water in my dash fan
Is that you blinking in Morse code
You da man! You da man! You da man!

I only dine at the finest cuisine
Can't wait till you see what I did
Reservations at Red Lobster babe
I'll even help you put on your lobster bib

I strike up a conversation
Tell you all about my life, my dreams, my job
I continue talking, never mind the food in my mouth
At this point all you here is blah,blah,blah,blah,blah

Gaurden

Love is rose a river blade.
You look to perfection as seasons past
Instead of precious seedling blasts!
God is not be hind you, no!
But ever before us does grow
Torn asunder shackles 
Legless reign, I renig
Father tear down webs of past!
Pour heaven down  in full Sun shine
Break chains of fall pre tens
Eradicate the igno rants of division.
Those polo tics to n'er play fair 
Sting, bite, infect, inflict,  in law do  they,
Washing torn brains of them, we are today,
No more, I knock I do on Heavens door. 
They scattered us father, with wine 
Sleepy wrath deceit. 
They think perfect was born.
But then wd it not be soiled at life's first storm?
Perfect love is ever growing,
His endless seed.
He planted us, and hid us in darkness chained
Treasure of heaven, thru us does claim.
He is ever before us a whispering wind,
Stairway communication is found
Through being lost you lay down his 
Cross at Fathers feet. 
Lay it down,
We've carried it long enough.

Wd-40

WD-40
(jingle)
By Franklin Price
6/9/2015

WD-40 an excellent lube
Sprayed from a can
Not squeezed from a tube
Frees rusted screws
And bicycle chains 
Cleans up the tracks
Of old model trains
So much more
WD-40 can do
I think you will find
It's a great lube for you

Isis Must Fall

I watched the news today
What I saw took my breath away
I felt anger like never before
Like it was personal, felt the need to level the score.

Innocent men, captured, their freedom taken away
Held to ransom, for what? Financial gain? 
No to cause their loved ones hurt and pain!
3 men brutally attacked 
By an IS coward wearing a mask!

Apparently speaking with a British accent, you beheaded a fellow Briton, the ultimate dissent!
In Syria to deliver humanitarian aid
The man was there a matter of days!

Young recruits leaving our shores to fight for the jihadi cause
Great let's round them up and send them all, to answer the IS rallying call 
Wipe them out and watch them fall!

Brainwashed in our very towns, by grown men preaching in their  'sacred' gowns
Over the internet to masses worldwide, is this a dilemma? 
I'll let you decide.

How much more will it take, to put immediate action into place?
Another religious war based on hate of the entire human race!

WD

Wd Nightmare 2

I dont wanna walk these streets with concrete bones
No more sunshine days, no more fluid nights
When the winter strikes in summer
Its a bullet in my mouth
No more cold air rushing thru my skin 
Im all neon light attack
And the need to seek and destroy
All my pretty polaroids were burnt up years ago
And all my love was stolen in the night
Too many thieves wander here
Cowards and petty c***s
And im falling thru the looking glass
I cant see past my eyelids and the rain is an acid bath
So say what u need to say
Do what ur gonna do
And walk away

Wd Nightmare

i found u out
caught u hiding
my heart on fire
pulsing temples
drumbeat wreck my head
and the skin just crawls away

ive been so good
my thoughts so clear
halfway there
doors slamming in my face
this is what disaster feels like, right?
my best friend tell me again
im better than this

im weak. dont look here now. everything could come down
on me and u and ur love too
dont waste me away
dont take my music away
the past is present and screaming thru my lungs
the words i heard are beating in my skull

sit still little girl
let the world swim by u
count the days, wash it away
and walk with ur eyes cast down
this place is dangerous
balloon mind and severed nerves
calling for me...

Tgif---Thank God It's Friday

* Ey, gt d cr kys…m mtg ^ wd d crw ds f-dy nyt…
ur brgr pak s in d  ref.

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I’m hitting the breeze, painting the town red
fine leather and stockings dressed
with rockin’ gal friends in tow


The car scoots on Friday night’s bar near west
dance steps, cocktails whirl jazz lights…
while you’re TV couching

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*Hey, got the car keys… I’m meeting up with the crew
this Friday night… your burger pack is in the ref.


Text Talk Contest of David Williams

Everyday Is a Celebration

Just happy every morning when I wake up alive
Wiggle me toes, see to see if my feet still have feeling
Thank The Good Lord and send the Devil a "Go To Hell" card
Guess I made it through another day and did survive
And giving me another reason for being
Maybe getting old, but no use to take it hard

Crawl out if bed and try stand up
Navigate to where I left the kitchen last night
Pray to God there is some coffee
Takes forever, but i am ready for a cup
Or there might be a pretty good fight
Three cups for sure, then I will be able to see

Check the mail and all the bills are on time'
When my knees go to hurting, know that is going to rain
When it goes to clouding up, go inside and let her rip
Seems like they know how to get every dime
All the medicine I take, is WD-40 just for the pain
Teeth all accounted for, thanks to Poly-Grip

When my belly goes to growling, it is time to eat
When I go to sweating, then I stand in the shade
When the Sun goes down, Thank God for another creation
Grab me a cup of coffee, take me a easy seat
Another day is done and I hope all of my dues are paid
No candles or cake, everyday is a celebration

Doris

Doris my baby girl
Tubes and devices
Medicial technology
No matter the modernist

The pain and suffering
Doesn't quit still a part
When one has to have
Help for the damaged part

But you had a sense of 
Humor, said they had 
Used WD-40 and duct
Tape to hold you together

May the great physican
Be with you tonight
Greet you with the morning light
Bring you home where's your heart

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