Life.
What is it, a game we play with a almighty being?
Every day we live, we escape the plethora of pain thrown at us.
No one is safe
It ends in an instant
darkness is sudden
darkness is forever
Death.

What is comedy?
Is it the pursuit of giving other people joy?
Or is it our own selfish desires to want to feel love and affection
We feel lonely without others
But some are lonely with others
We only care about us and what we want
So I ask, What is comedy?

dracula likes to ****
Tom Brady likes to tuck
Twain writes about Huck
Irish all about that luck
hard to find this gem of a poem through the muck
when they tell you at a hockey game to duck
it's most likely a flying puck

Baby Bear lies in his bed
thoughts of hate in his head
hate of the harsh world breaks the seals
though he is scared to show what he feels
Mama bear hears his cries with a fright
breaks through the door into sight
holding him tight she sits on the floor
Baby bear won't need to cry forever more

Tiny tots tinker away at the sanity of teachers
boorish boys beat and belittle believers
what still stands is the truly faithful
those dedicated to a craft, a passion, a goal, and a love.
Be the Believer
Be a feminist

Binge Eating
Ice skating
Gambling
Destroy build destroy
Instant gratification
Clout
Knowledge
Cultivating friendships
Using others for my own wants
Meeting the consequences of my actions.

Hopped in the rari
mama said she sorry
gettin all this money
you girl call me honey
droppin bands like its nothin
call me big bad cause im huffin
little piggys want no smoke
they aint nothin cause they broke
Urban meyer know he beatin
not fired cause he cheatin

The Ohio State coach Urban Meyer knew about the domestic violence allegations against former wide receivers coach Zach Smith in 2015, according to college football reporter Brett McMurphy, contradicting what he told reporters at Big Ten media days last week.

Cold to the touch.
I feel your chocolate skin beneath my warm and longing fingers.
Sweet desire engulfs my whole being.
You fill my body with the nutrients of love
0 cholesterol
all of my love
Cold to the touch.

Hell Hath no fury like a woman scorned

but why should a woman in a garden of love be worried of getting thorned

No distance can set us apart

I love you girl, with all my heart

I am cuming out of retirement