They can be so much more
if only you let them in
if you show them a world
beyond screens and borrowed dreams.
They are not yahoo boys.
They are survivors of a broken system
running from the weight of waiting
where opportunity hides behind closed doors.
Imagine who they could become
if the field was level
if rules were sacred
and hope wasn’t taxed by corruption.
Nigeria’s potential beats in their hearts
they are the fuel
the spark
the steady hands that could rebuild the nation.
Awesome to see the 47th President.
And, soon to be, our new, White House Resident!
Being welcomed, warmly at this game,
Number 47…..elected by popular fame.
The USA chose him to run this nation free.
No longer an ugly weaponinzation tree!
War makers who sucked this nation dry.
Better go find another fish to fry.
No wonder Joy Reid shaved her head.
And smarmy,Don Lemon’s career is about dead!
Joe and Mika, please, go cry in your beer.
Endless negativity and lies, ends in our cheers!
12/14/2024
Merry Christmas
Happy Chanukah
yAHOO
if it hadn't thrown-up
but you've throw-up
Boo boo
your portions
go unnoticed
yAHOO
all torn up
cause you tear up
all you had left
while under you breathe
Boo Boo
you stopped breathing
while relieving
Oh, Oh
while I'm invited
you got excited, oh yeah
Oh, oh
ooh, oooh
Boo boo
yAHOO
written words by James Edward Lee Sr.
11/13/17
How good it was with George W.
A great comparison, was sad to say adieu
And Obama the charmer
Much love he garnered
Comparisons are glaring with the current yahoo
Ain't An Ornery Yahoo
Old widow lady of ninety-two
Lives by herself with nothing else to do
Except sit in her chair next to the window
And stare out for hours with dreams of her past woe
I reckon she ain't ornery yahoo
With a few bricks short of a load
Doing nothing but fuss and talk for ever and tells tall tales
Ain't no telling of those tall tales are true
Whaddya think?
She sits in her chair next to the window
And stares out for hours with dreams of her past woe
Seasons have come and gone with the flowers,
Grass and trees changing colors
She's ran off all her children, family, and friends
Doing nothing but fuss and talk for ever and tells tall tales
With a ruckus if you don't agree and resist
She gets riled up lifts up her clenched dukes and
Lands an uppercut to the mug she’s kissed
Whaddya think?
Y’all want to stay out of her crosshairs if ya can’t resist
Cause y’all open a can of worms if you persist
She carries a small pearl handle chrome plated
Stup nose 22 pistol in her purse
© 7/22/2015
Contest Name: Colloquialisms
Sponsor: Laura Leiser
Stop googling me
ya yahoo.
Copyright Cynthia Jones
Mar.21/2008
Limerick : Once a Yahoo forced to go Google
Once a Yahoo* forced to go Google
Took out a leash/lease to lasso Poodle
Yahoo marched his Mistress
Through high-water distress
And for pains was told to « Go ! Doodle ! »
*Refers to beings in Jonathan Swift’s Gullivers Travels
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2013
This short poem of four lines was
my signature line at the bottom of
each email I sent, and in each post
I made on the SlickDeals forum site.
Short, Sweet, And To The Point.
Hope You All Enjoy !
I've been on this earth over 30 years,
Had lots of laughter and some tears.
But one day my life will come to an end,
So I thank God for my family and friends.
yahoo
your rich company it time you take your money
flint own you so grab that bag of gold that God have
for yiou.
some time it best not to mix company and feeling
ot best to keep out of people business here a little
hint.
but yes yahoo. your rich from flint tapping in your system
so check you empleyee
When we first met it was online. Your name Nappytowny caught my attention. We
were connected instantly. To you I grew an attachment. Now without my Marcus,
my Indiana, I am no longer complete. I’ve met other guys but none like you. You
always find the right things to say and do. With you I’m not just ordinary Shavon. I
develop a glow or a shine that in other cases is simply not mine. Marcus we
share something that is very rare. I don’t know what to call it but the people who
have it know. This is the place I want to be. There’s no other I’d rather go. Lying in
your arms or miles away on the phone. As long as I hear your voice I know I’m
not alone. You, I want in my life forever. And God forbid we ever fall apart. I’ll look
up Nappytowny, you look up shavonlewis and that’ll be our new start.
You broke my heart
You knocked me down
I burned to flames
Then I rose again
Like the phoenix
From the ashes
On his two feet
You thought
I’d never stand
Well
Boo here I am
Making my way
Here I’ll stay
With heart
And determination
I’ll never go
Away
Because
Boo here I am
I’m not famous
Or infamous
Just kind
And courteous
With a plan
Here to say
Never to stray
For
Boo here I am
Have I scared you
Made you a liar
And fool
How could this be
Is it true
He’s back
Did not fall
Showing that courage
Of a man
And wham
I see
Boo here I am…..
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