bajs So Odysseus saw his large opening Why do I have to write a poem when You die in your hypocratic democracy I hate you I like cooked shrimp I love you Like an alien plague seeping slowly into all we hold sacred Nives with her curly hair oh what a day The frost of fallen Thursday empires on the carpark floor like a wild mustang he ran thru glade and fen I like big butt I wondre what orange male desire hits the floor every time it hits the sky It was the cats birthday and he decided to have a party.
a mission of cats and dogs rain gaint logs nate smells like poop softball catcher watercolor dishes shattered on basement floor. a place that you adored All moments are contained in the present.
my smile melts with confusion artisticly enhanced she titty-danced her clients glanced at her mammarily-expansed bust, de-pantsed and chanced, "Canst thou dance as Constance danced? I swear, the crappiest poems ever written are by Meghan Lindenberger if thou canst quicken But I wouldn't mind taking a shirt off Meghans chest in case it hurts, i must confess watching you cry at its best no one can test,this love is feeling rhetoric there's a void where you once were, and it's growing Corretta Scott King was the queen of a King i'm so cold and alone, in my soul it's snowing rap In the snow flakes, with the wind thats flowing happy valen what?
tines day why do people hate frogs I like tadpoles Cause frogs are nasty!
life without art what will you do when they take away art I love jen To a wonderful mother who's sixty so let us frolick in the fens, i'll watch the sparkling of your gems and you shall follow through the lens and see i write only with black pens Poop and my cold curry taught me indigestion zen confucious, the bastard, said Ren endearing beloved Alina BUTTERFLIES my penis is burning my ass is on fire blockhead never before seen lotion esther and i are brother and sister motion she and i love to eat peaches excuses major swoopage occuring she showed up on her first morning squatting by a fire-hydrant i laughed at the sight I SAW HER ON A BUS I HATE MUSIC JEW grind out some words national poetry month And sleep with my eyes open rate was much more that I want from my human been but we all have to realise that we're all connected in this wide open space called a universe laying beneath the summer night skye i gazed long and hard into her bright eyes Get your'e own style I loved this man with all my heart sportsmanship I couldn't just let him go, he was my part!
" Yello or i will Tellyo all for me i have to much hair to keep neat, and too much love to keep it i wish it was move to the oppsite but nothing rings In truth she never stops, her voice eternally sings get out I still miss the bastard them damn birds so do i eat the babies eyes out Do I really care to look at life?
was no longer there that which permits no inquiry will result in no enlightenment so so sexy God you're so prophetically pathetic- enlighten THIS down your throat! pell pone And a more stunning visage i never did see.
i missed a boy named blake who should have had a shake His fortune i did not take but his hand was lost by mistake for a pancake is all i baked and forever his life was at stake And I will never taste its warmth Brian O'Malley a theif, My time has been spent dealing with the insufficientcies of the common system users was insulted by his wife Jyothi Menon with the BBB The butcher with bloody cleaver I am so awesome.
the rocks at the beach candles burn down slowly Sparrows Wicked also Naked If you check it, tis' also stated Sparrows Wicked also Naked daniel owens went beserk I wish I was a fish Brooke quit bein a witch dish Yea alright whore for ever onwards and around shall they go till the battle starts and the people rose the field was like a lonley child and I punch that guy on the nose evil mean poetry blood spewing like a garden hose crazy people, banshees Eating my french fries crazy people Eating my french fries (never seeing the nonexistent future of posibility) What a legend you are What a legend you are close and not far are we approaching new era?
Gummie bears are my only friends what must I do to find you...?
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