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Nairi Kalpakian Aug 2015
i can make one bottle of beer last hours
From cold to lukewarm
My *** settling into a state of what I call
Perma buzzed
Wussy sip after wussy sip
Perplexed looks and slights from friends
It serves me right to drink so slow,
Evading the glass bottle bottom but
I guess I want to be able to hold onto something so much,
It warms up to me and serves me well.

~

Right now, I want to be buried in a house of lavenders.
Anna Lo  Nov 2012
wistless wussy
Anna Lo Nov 2012
lately. o
o.
the feels of the world
weigh heavy o.
on shoulder-less giants
in the brainy child.
o.
lucky o.
that children
have no wisty
.o slits
of
******* fields of green.
o.
traveling makes the young weak
and the old stronger
while dreams o.
can be kept by boxes in a gamblers
lawn.
o.
sometimes the naked wusses in your planted pots just want
them back
but only get o.
the siren chagrin.
o.o
.o
i think artists get depressed too, but no one should account for it seriously.
Brent Kincaid Nov 2015
I was raised on ridicule
Scorn and blaming.
Belittling laughter
Jokes and shaming.
Though nobody who knew
Seems to doubt it
They sure as hell wish I
Would shut up about it.

That’s just the way it is today.
Abused children, it seems
Upset people; therefore they
Are best not heard, just seen.

Four Eyes, Toothpick and Brat
These are a few of the names.
You might as well call them freaks
And creeps. It amounts to the same.
Screwup, ******, fumblefingers,
Bones, Spazz and Stumblebum.
Pantywaist, wussy, ditz and then
Plenty more where those came from.

From birth to death it seems
Sometimes, throughout all of life
Some people just don’t care
That scorn can cut like a knife.

It makes people question
Every move they might make
When somebody keeps on
Calling them things like flake.
The condemnation and rebuke
Aren’t covered up by the laughter.
People should question deeply
The effect they think they are after.

So cut the kids a break
It won’t turn out wrong
And the ridicule of a child
Can last their whole life long.
jeffrey robin May 2013
Little wussy goodwrite

And her razor blade
-----

MY NEW BOOK!

-----
-----

In this blood raw drama

A young girl

Does ****
I don't know

-----

Gets her mommy and daddy
Really *******

And this dude-guy *****!

She gets laid
-------

Don't think ya know what
Happens next!

-----

It's so real it's unreal!
-----

Little wussy goodwrite

....

Based on a girl living near you!
freaky angel  Apr 2015
SELFiSH
freaky angel Apr 2015
A lips that touch like an angel
Speaks so heavenly towards me
If a thousand of shooting stars would fall
I would then write all of it in my poetry

Hail the angel of mercy
It fly by my shoulder and set me free!
It was never my intention to fall in love in a passionate way
But he makes me feel so special what else can i say?

I am human yes i am!
i am stronger than i had never been..this is what i am..
My life once been in a constant misery
I had never felt contentment never been so happy..

If its wrong then you can cut the life in me
If its a sin then who are you to judge me?
I only did what i think for me is best
I only did what makes me happy atleast..

Been in my cave for a long time
My best of friend is this ****** bottle of wine
All i want now is to be free
To live my life not on lies but all in all honesty!

Loyalty, that is the word
I once made it my principle and now it seems absurd!
To be in love means you have to suffer?
But what if, if it makes you feel better?

I am human yes i am!
I am not afraid to love and get hurt
For EVEN love broughts you a thousand needles
I will take that needles
I rather be strong walking forward than be a wussy and being idle..

Point your finger at me, judge me!
what wrong have i done besides choosing to be merry?
Rather than be the slave of my own misery
Its my ****** life just set me free!

I rather choose to be the master of my own self
Than to be a stranger now of what i felt
yes i am human i am!
Now accept the truth and let bygones be bygone..
freaky angel 4/24/15
Julie Grenness  Jan 2017
BACON!
Julie Grenness Jan 2017
Bacon! Bacon! Bacon!
Time to get the breakfast on!
Little Johnny likes to cook,
No, he is no wussy sook,
He is cooking in his apron,
Yes, thirty pieces of bacon!
Johnny decides this is bliss,
As he gives his empty plate a kiss,
But Johnny now has cholesterol, you see,
That was yum, time for tea,
Now he's eating thirty chocolates, prithee,
All gone, Johnny has cholesterol and diabetes!!!!!!
Yes, Little Johnny is heading for obesity!!!!!!
Feedback welcome.
Terry O'Leary Feb 2017
Our prez is now Donald J Trump
Who has promised to clean out the sump
      Well he's certainly no wussy
      When groping a *****
What more to expect from a gump?

In charge of the Vice, Michael Pence
Said some things that embrace little sense,
       "Global warming's a myth"
       But's now taking the fifth
In attempting to straddle the fence

We all recall general Flynn
Put in charge of security spin
      A trained atomiser
      No more Trump's advisor -
His deal with the devil's his sin

The billionaire Betsy Devos
Making plans for a school albatross
      Hating free education
      Backs private castration
And kids will be bearing her Cross.

The Congress approved Jeff B. Sessions
Ignoring his racist obsessions
      He seemingly cares
      More for foreign affairs
While forgiving ****'s toxic transgressions.

Chief strategist Stephen K. Bannon
Develops the Great Again Canon:
      The Goldman Sachs Bankster
      Turned yellow rag gangster
Flings crap from the New Order cannon

Says EPA ruler Scott Pruitt
"Instead of dry facts, we intuit..."
      (His work as denier
      Keeps profits much higher)
"... If everything dies, well, just ***** it"

The war whoops of Mad Doggy Mattis
Awaken the death apparatus
      With boundless expense
      For a doomsday defence -
Armageddon administered gratis

The magnates no longer need lobby
Or fight regulations thought ****** -
       Now set in the saddle
      They're herding the cattle
And pulling the strings as a hobby

Now the Don can start wielding the axes
Truncating the tariffs and taxes
      The Mafia boss
      Is dismissing the dross
And poverty's pain as it waxes
Anna Lo Dec 2013
enormous elephant in the room
his fat *** blocking the shrooms
i can't see the ******* moon
ahh this is that
finger that tap taps at the scaled skins
on the shapely layered fins
of the crated barreled tins
of my dainty figured limbs

that cross bows into the muscle
that beats a hollow hustle
a rhythmic monotonic tussle

that in which keeps this alive
this thing i call the enigmatic tide
this wussy like mind
this funk-du-funky found
that that idiotic lice that lied

in which I figure is the only thing left to ****
the mind that is not the vicarious blinds
that cover the truth in various skills
to which I cannot shallnot reveal in lines
deenah  Dec 2012
Alfalfa
deenah Dec 2012
lSam
Is a Lamb
That eats Bam.

Lucy
Is a wussy
Like a *****

Jack
Is Black
Like my left sack

Keithen
Is a Dumbface
Like a *******
Joann Rolleston Jun 2014
Yes thats me, I'm that momma ...

Spit on hankee, hankee on finger, up in your face
In front of your mates
Cause you didn't wash your face
I don't care, I washed my face

Stand up tall, strong and proud
You're a man now
Not broken or neglected
Hungry or rejected

If I ride you
Its coz I know you can do it
I know if my Mum didn't do that to me
I'd be half the person

You are not a *****
You are not a wussy
Get off the couch
Don't live a virtual life
Get real and just live it

I told you life is tough
You have to go and get it
I don't care
If you're a doctor or burger flipper
Do it well ... whatever

My son said to me .. They're all ******* Mum
To which I said .. You know what they say when
Everyone else is an ******* aye son ...

I love you Mum
I love you too Son ... more than you'll ever know !
i love my boys
jeffrey robin Dec 2015
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Lives mingle  here

And love is born





( there is No love in isolation )

::               ::

we are the wholeness of creation

you are the embodiment of all there is

Carried in the heart of the people

:::

King and Queen


Breath by breath


Enter completely

And conquer death

//

( she took her wussy to the highway

Just like moma did ! )

--- she was a good kid ---

Looking for her MAN !





Then she came to the "marketplace "

Where lives mingle

And love is born

::

We are the wholeness of creation


//

We breath

We live and bring to life

Lives mingle

And love is born

//

We are life

We live we love and are loved

//

Those who " fell "

In love

Get up so slowly

From the ground

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