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Holly Salvatore  Aug 2013
Boobs
Holly Salvatore Aug 2013
Mine are grapefruit halves
Bitter
Salted
Easing the transition into awake
Perfect juicy handfuls
But I know girls with cantalopes
Seems to me you'd need a map
To navigate those
And hands like
Melonballers just to make an impression
Raspberry, Blackberry, Cherry *******
A fruit salad of peaches
And mangoes and apples
It's a world made for peelers
And paring knives
I world where a sweet tooth
Can thrive

We plant our women in orchards
Cultivate them in careful
Organized rows
With expert farmers and the latest fertilizers
Leading them on
Into ripeness
Harvested at just the right time
So that no man ever need know hunger
My problems never cease cuz adversaries try to bury me
But since I'm initiated by the hoods
They gats protect me catastrophe
Been with me since my family tree
Nothing crack dealers and cap peelers
Seen life early wanted to the king
So I chased figures
Lookin' at all the cold cash I was stashin'
Went from a jalopy to fly Benz
Dark tint limo roll up the indo
Cuz a brother gotta stay blitz always on a different **** never let the **** blind me
Its money over ******* fake ******* get stitches
No love bury with five slugs in ya cranium
A young ****** on a war path a
Ain't no tamin' em
Since muthaphukkas jealous I gotta stay strapped
Lookin' at the skies for better days askin' why?
My life is like this why am enticed to this?
**** imagery its the best of me
Can't help if I want to abolish slavery
Punks *** cops always chasin' me
But my mind too strong to be caught up in the wrong
I strategize with actions raw raps keep the Co's packin'
Put out an APB for a **** nigguh livin' in this streets
My heart goes out to the lonely I feel.ya pain
Don't let the burden tare ya down
Get up off ya *** if ya plan to make cash
Cuz the ***** *** government never gone give ya a reprimand of a helping hand
Lean on me and overthrow political rules
I wamt the gold and silver not the fake *** jewels
Paper currency ain't nothing but a advocate to debt
So many lost in this world breakin' a sweat
Tryna be something that's you'll never be
And if a follow the footsteps of revolutionary I'll be a threat
So what?? I'mma keep pushin' limits testin' nerves
As I sip the henney and blunt as a swerve
In my top drop feelin' right and tight
Its the black Sun Tzu
Thinkin' maybe I'll die tonight

We gather in Old London town,
the time is getting late.
The fog is slowly coming down,
the year is eighteen eighty eight.

The Leather Apron stalks this eve
ladies of the night beware.
Such things he does you wont believe
and for your welfare he’ll not care.

Hello Mister have a heart,
a girl has got to earn a crust.
A shilling for this fine old ****
for you look like a gent to trust.

In her hand the coin doth shine.
Does she lead this toff astray?
Here’s a quiet place that’s fine,
as she walks up the alley-way.

Face to face and eye to eye.
The victim happy to be plied
with vigour she lifts up her skirt
but now her hands are occupied.

Seizing strongly at her throat
he strangles her till unaware.
Unconscious although not yet broke
he lowers her by head and hair.

Now insentient on the ground
the Ripper sets about his work.
In the dark without a sound
there is no detail he will shirk.

He keeps the body to his left,
her throat is sliced from side to side.
The woman’s family now bereft,
whilst she lies here without her pride.

Left to the nights illumination
Jack executes his deadly art.
Performing such skilled mutilation.
and leaving plus one body part.

Daylight opens up commotion,
"Whitechapel Murderer", strikes once more.
The peelers haven’t got a notion
who it is that killed this *****.

Scotland Yard are in despair
as they try to Investigate
their credibility beyond repair
for they cant find this reprobate.

Eventually the death toll, five,
the murders now come to an end.
Folk are free to live their lives
but could you trust even a friend.

Over an hundred years or more
professional research is far to late.
Jack, can we ever know the score?
"No... All you can do is speculate."
1st August 2011 Jack the Ripper series. poem 1.
kirk Mar 2019
A razor is my nemesis, because the blades do not behave
Gouging cuts into my skin, that is the path they pave
But it is unavoidable, I have become a bathroom slave
To rid myself of excess hair, from a shave that I don't crave

Ever since the birth of man, it goes back many years
A growth around your lip and chin, extending to your ears
It may go down particularly well, among the bents and queers !
I'd rather have a smoother face, to avoid Ducky's and Dears

Why do men want ****** hair, why do they want a beard
Bits of stubble sticking out, a design that's rough and weird
A Goatee isn't very good, it's cattle that's not reared
You wouldn't get tickled or scratched, if beards had not appeared

Okay some guys might look alright, when they are neat and trim
Scruffy ones they just look bad, and some are rather grim
I don't want hairs growing on my legs, or any other limb
Nice smooth skin is my preference, and it's not a passing whim

There is just one problem, something I would love to ditch
Hair removal is a pain, and it's an evolution glitch
When the morning comes along, I have that same old itch
Having to shave is immanent, and a *******

How many ****** shaves, does a man have to endure
Eventually your skin goes dry, from this old daily chore
You get cut far too often, I don't want it anymore
Razor blades no longer work, and that's a shaving flaw

Girls complain about their periods, it must be so frustrating
With all that blood just seeping out, when you are menstruating
You wouldn't like it daily, there is a period of waiting
It only happens once a month, so it's not as irritating

I'd rather shave twelve times a year, without anymore hair traces
No cuts and grazes for a month, in many different places
Unscrupulous razor companies, would have no more hairs and graces
Hairy smiles would be wiped off, from their stupid corporate faces

A close shave does not exist, I think it's a fare bet
That manufactures cut your throat, with electric dry and wet
All the claims of the best, that a man can get
Sharp shavers are a fabrication, and that includes Gillette

The cheaper brands are just as bad, shops own brand or BIC
You may as well tape a knife, to a piece of stick
Are potato peelers any sharper, would they be a valid pick
Would chipped skin be as bad, or just get on your wick

One shave is not sufficient, you have to do it twice
There's always bits left behind, which isn't very nice
I would've tried the No No, an expensive hair device
Razor blades and shavers, have such a high tagged price

It makes me cross and angry, because there is no reward
When buying beauty products, which they say you can afford
Why cant you have a body switch, or a desired level cord
So you can turn of your hair, and sod Wilkinson Sword

Excess hair I do not want, except for on my head
Is stress the cause of going thin, when it begins to shed
Would it not be better, coming of your face instead
Shaving would then be reduced, and not something to dread

Many men go through the curse, of losing it on top
The older that you become, your head hairs for the chop
A full crown is all I want, why take away my mop
I didn't want a bad harvest, by losing half my crop

The only place I wanted it, I've lost my style and flair
Why does a bald patch appear, why does your bonce go bare
Is it my comeuppance, with the creation of a glare
All I want from follicles, is my head full of hair

If you want to have a beard, then that is fare enough
Don't be mistaken for a *****, by looking like a scruff
I don't want a hairy face, or stubble that is rough
Or a weird beard with scraggy parts, or any yuk *** fluff

Some men just let beards grow, and maybe that's just crazy
It's not as though they look sweet, or as pretty as a daisy
Personal hygiene may not count, if they are always lazy
To me it isn't fashionable, it makes you look old and hazy

Who wants to be a yeti, but perhaps it is too late
And wild men roaming in the woods, is evolutions own cruel fate
No matter how much I shave, it's the scratchy bits I hate
Wasted shaves when hair returns, why does it lay in wait

How much has man evolved, how much as man progressed
Personally I think the state of hair, has radically regressed
It's based on my own experience, so perhaps I am obsessed ?
Who wants a hairy monkey, when your naked and undressed ?

There is a smooth advantage, when you are misbehaving
A kiss feels much more sensual, without the crazy paving
This is all that drives me, although it is enslaving
Even with the nice things, I'm not craving for a shaving
Melanie Kate Oct 2009
A small one remembers
fingers taut and ***** rounded,
Smiles evened, amongst quickened hands-
Effective carrot peelers, snotty nose healers,
Heavy duty wrappers, cloaked in corporate
knowledge of dog breeds, how to clean your ears,
stain removal, vegetable purging tricks,
fairies, bus schedules on rainy days;
Full of mud pie ideas, bustled
in tidy makings of reading and feeding.
(c) Mel D. Ltd. 2009
cheryl love Apr 2014
Eyes left
eyes right.
Stand to attention
On guard.
The ***** people
the purple parade.
The orange peelers
Ruby reds
the show stealers.
Jack in the box
complete with pale
green zip up socks
whiskers for lace
covered fur
Attention to you sir
***** people
violet markers
for my plot of land.
rf jordan  Apr 2016
calling IV
rf jordan Apr 2016
calling IV

calling all truck drivers
calling all car dealers
            all scuba divers
            all potato peelers
            all mothers
            all sons
            all brothers
calling all who’ve won
            all losers, users, and just
            all perusers of rusty lust
calling all criminals
            all those who’ve tussled and cussed

calling all mechanics
and all whom, in them, trust
calling all politicians
for i must

beg of ye to see this infinity in we

calling all ministers of high finance
            all fragile tendencies toward your dance
            with your blossoming children
            and their salty breezes
            their blown into kerchiefs
            and their seizing sneezes
            seeing you as you carry them toward
            our unifying dust
            i hold no ill will toward that soil you till
            i’ve passed around your notes, your bonds,
            and your bills
            i’d thought i’d be one of you ‘til i met a few untils
            love your children, and love yourself,
            for they shall carry your ashes
            into a box upon a shelf
            that dust behind all wealth

calling all foxes, dogs, cats, chickens, and beetles
            all sages, rosemary, spikes, and needles
            all wages, incendiaries, wallops, and weebles
            all pages, all poets
            all police, all panthers
            all those battling fires
            without and within
            all those atop towers
            all whom are twins
calling all wheels
                  upon all surfaces
                  all of those mired
                  in a sense of worthlessness
calling all kings
calling all nations
calling all jordan’s, americas, and native stations
                  we’re writing too much blood
                  into not enough ground
                  we’ve survived our flood
                  and are forever bound

calling brother abel and brother cain
            father abraham and mother pain
            you’ve traumatized me
            from all this blood you’ve lain
            i see peace in all your eyes
            blown to pieces in terrorizing replies

calling all consumers, producers, unionizers, and managers
                  corporations, and not for profit planners
                  all doctors, nurses, clients, and programmers
                  advertisers, marketers, bloggers, and spammers
                  all engineers of damns, bridges, and destructions
                  those who fell they’re ****** due to their suctions
                  i’ve sensed a fragile beauty in your moistened orbs
                  you all carry
                  i beg of you all to come from love
                  lay down your swords
                  i beg you not tarry
                  come women laying into asphalt
                  come scientists predicting san andreas’ fault
                  come widows, charlatans, and poets of trite
                                                                 all ye poets weeping into ye hands
                                                                 all ye poets of darkness and light
                                                                 perfect light and darkness are myths upon this earth
                                                                 just as perfect black and white
                                                                 are myths spun from history’s dearth
This is my country
the one my fathers fought for
the one they went to war for
the one they ploughed the land and lived and died for and
what the **** for?

So those rotten wheeler stealers and ***** dollar dealers and some half bent bobby peelers could rip us off and laugh about it,
leave us shovelling **** and forget about it?
My old man did not fight for that lot of ***** in the city men,those with no mercy or pity men,
but then again my old man's dead and gone,shuffled off his mortal coil and now ploughs six foot underneath the soil.

But
this is still my land and sod that band of thieves,one day there'll be no crime,no criminals and little time for them to rob us blind,
sweet shangri la and ***** me sideways near and far 'cause that ain't going to be while those city men steal from you and me.
And your dad my dad went to war,just ask yourself,
what the **** for?
Maddie Renee Nov 2015
Mr. Snowhiteman,              
You saw her stemmed to her caramel glazed heels.
Her fair white meat was young but not mealy.
She was wrapped in a cloth of crisp ironed red silk skin that glazed her bust and rounded her *****.
You couldn't help but notice the cinnamon that spiced her cheeks.                         Mr. Snowhiteman,              
You introduced her to the enchantment of your poisoned washed walls,
while your fingers became peelers and sliced her silk skin down to her bare meat.                
You couldn't help but take a bite.                           Crisp.                                    
Sweet.                                  
Ripened.                            
Mr. Snowhiteman,                
You were so hungry you left her fair meat bruised.                                
Her skin was peeled off of her,                                And her innocence harvested.
Yenson Jan 2021
and the crudes from Babylonians
armed with frying pans and potatoes peelers
in stupefied conglomerate
are in stoops to conquer rule and control
maddened in solidarity of nitwits
mouth in foot clasping their manuals of warfare
lies, bullying, harassments and intimidation
the coarse grained brains
march yonder in putrid malaise

from the craven cults of witless adorations
harnessed puppets with high jacked minds
play at at invading and hijacking a mind
vainly unaware of the odious irony
the strings they pull are attached to them
to look is not to register
to see is not to offer cognitive relevance
automotive infusions is for vacuous beings
fish and chips do not grow in a chippy farm

Ace of Spades always threatens the losing hands
while in genteel circles its a handshake
lets try again rings true sportsmanship
while spivs, guttersnipes, charlatans and barrow boys
upend tables in rowdy melee and dubious chicaneries
the ignorant offspring's of crude ignorant fathers
base legless creatures on silts stumbling in circuses
pockets dippers masters of distractions pulling wools
my contempt to your shame hanging vividly on white banners
give my disregard to the vaudevilles of the lost minds
do not count me as friend or foe........
a coarse-grained sedimentary rock composed of rounded fragments embedded in a matrix of cementing material such as silica.
Check the gangstas cameo slammin' sammy
Steelo check the belt buckle below flows cycles
Around those haters who can't grow snow
Ya thoughts I been caught without a chase
Hip hop face erase the bass line rap divine
Wore hells trails on my spine one of kind mankind
Blind ya shine all out never stand in line
We making moneys rappin' yummys to honeys
Don't play me as I hop like a bunny tracks crony
More yey than Tony dopest beats bars elite
Repeat massacre coming after ya spectacular
Octo- tarantula
Standing ovation from rocking the arenas
Beats like Tina from Ike sike let me rewrite fright
Nights thriller cold chiller hanging peelers
Scrapin' for scrillas much love to J Dilla
Platinum fillaz lookin' for Mami Quintanillas
Thick body rowdy rowdy flex rubbers Audi
Engineer chocha buccaneer souvenir adhere
Closely makes mostly keep the breads toasty
No boasting from me only when I spin the LP
Healthy unhealthy to those who tried to play me
Spitting 380s blazin' ***'s to doobies jacuzzi
Froth the scene hot summer greens fiends
Out and about rap ****** still aiming for snouts


Difficult acquired taste hard to copy and paste
This ain't a fame chase this is a razor chafe
Digging in ya corticals of ya front page articles
Miracle whip you with the material stacking serials
killaz Bodies by the ton that's on the one
no fun ever entered Americas Kingdom projectin' wisdom
For other emcees spitting wack bars stars
Above I lay those once the guns rose toes
Froze pose for ya final resting as I glow
Through making ain't no shaking a faking
Patriot Douglass Toussaint make em faint
Rise a nation black Mason form a cremation
From sticky situation pillars of salt malt
Over my enemies with the drunk karate
My crew right behind me gun blind side me
So ya can't catch me slippin' put a button to ya lippin'
Still crippin' suckas who ain't really listening
Wind stencilin' my universal path lays math
Occultic wrath feel the blood baths  
I shaft suckas couldn't dodge the draft
Macks breaking chest and backs racks
Up my reps cold heart felts from living sickin'
Negative degree earth sins spreads evil within
Self acknowledge real wealth mental health
Lyrical beatings leaving welts melts
Any wax I step on step down son
You in the presence of a Don Al Capone
Got it goin on rappin' til the break of dawn
Keep stacking until I'm put on but then again
It's hard getting answers when I really just needed a friend
Big Virge Aug 2021
Well Now It Seems...  
That There Is NO DOUBT... !!!  

That Humanity Is Being DROWNED... !!!  
By Government Clowns And New Tech Sounds... !!!  
That Have Folks Running Round...  
With Rather LARGE Frowns... !!!  

Because of A VIRUS... !!!  
That Moves In... Silence...........
  
It’s So SAD To See...  
How TRULY WEAK That People Be... !!!  
  
So NO Need For SIRENS... !!!  
Within Environments...  
Where It Seems That COMPLIANCE...  
Is Now The NEW TYRANT... !!!  
  
Violence RISING...  
And Protests CLIMBING...  
Up The Steps of Things...  
From Gender Politics...  
To... Social Chatter...  
About Whose Lives Matter... ?!?  
  
Because of Leaders...  
With WEAK Demeanours... !!!
  
Because They’re Simply...  
... Legacy Seekers...  
  
That’s Right LEGACIES...  
of POWER And GREED...  
And... HYPOCRISY...  
  
The Type Now Preaching...  
That Humanity NEEDS...  
... To Take VACCINES... !!!  
  
As Well As Embrace...
... NEW TECHNOLOGIES...  
Like... New Age Slaves... !?!  
  
Where VIRTUAL Teaching...  
Should Now Be Seen...  
As The Way To Decrease...  
This Virus LEAKING...  
Into... Communities... !!!  
  
While The Media Feeds...  
LIES Like Squealers...  
Dealing With... “ Peelers “...  
  
Or Yes The POLICE... !!!  
And... Military Teams...  
That Have ****** Fiends...  
That Armies DON’T Need... !!!  
  
When They Harbour Guys...  
Whose Minds Aren’t Right... !!!
  
So Are FAR From Good... !!!  
Just Look At Fort Hood...  
Where Soldiers DIE Because of LIES...  
  
And The Type of Vibes...  
That Define Just Why...  
  
You Really CANNOT Trust...  
EVERYONE With Guns... !!!  
  
There Is NO DOUBT...  
That Army Grounds...  
Hold Human Hounds...  
And Systems Built To DENY Guilt... !!!  
  
Where CRIMINALS Are TRAINED To ****...  
In Ways That Are UNTHINKABLE... !!!  
  
The Human WILL Is LACKING SKILLS...  
  
To... OVERCOME...  
These Governments...  
And Race Ignorance... !!!  
  
Because of FEAR... !!!  
This Now Is CLEAR... !!!  
  
And There Is NO DOUBT...  
That Humans Shout LOUD...  
But... LACK THE CLOUT... !!!  
To Do The Kind of Stuff...  
To TRULY Gain FREEDOM... !!!  
  
And To STOP Being GREEDY...  
... WEAK And NEEDY... !!!  
  
It’s Just So SAD To See...  
That... REALITY...  
Makes Most Folks FLEE...  
To Hide Behind Sheets...  
  
Know What I Mean... !!!!!!!!  
  
... PLAYING TOUGH...  
Until They’re THREATENED...  
By.... GOVERNMENTS.... !!!  
  
Running BIG TALK...  
Until Economies STALL...  
  
Which Has SUDDENLY...  
RESTRICTED Their Speech... ?!?  
  
Because It’s Really MONEY...  
That Helps Them To Breathe... !?!  
  
It’s A Shame To See...  
Peoples Actions WREAK...  
of Such... HYPOCRISY... !!!  
  
When The Same Old Sayings...  
STILL RULE The Way...  
That Most Play The Game... !!!  
  
If You’re White You’re ALRIGHT... !!!  
If You’re Brown Stick Around...  
  
But If You’re BLACK...  
.... STAND BACK....  
Or Face ATTACKS...  
From Various Packs...  
  
of Wolves Who In Truth...  
Mostly Look Like YOU... !!!  
  
Does My BLACK SKIN...  
REALLY MATTER To YOU... ?!?  
  
Or Does How I THINK...  
Make Me One Who’s COOL... !?!  
  
So Can Join The New School...  
of... Black Artists Who...  
  
Can Earn BIG CASH...  
You’d Better THINK About That... !?!  
  
Because What I’ve Found...  
Is That Money DECIDES...  
How Much That You’re Liked...  
  
And That Within This Life...  
That Those Who LIE...  
  
Tend To Hide Behind The Guise...  
of... LOVING Mankind...  
  
And Keep PRIDE By Their Side...  
Whilst Running Their Mouths...  
About What They’d Do...  
But Really Have NO CLUE... !!!  
  
About How To FUEL...  
REVOLUTIONARY Moves...  
  
Because MONEY RULES...  
And Corona Has PROVED...  
To SHUTDOWN Their Talk...  
of Being THIS And THAT...  
And Those Words Are FACT... !!!  
  
Just Look At Them NOW...  
They’re Slaves To Economies...  
Going... SOUTH... !!!
  
And It’s MONEY...  
That Makes Them RUN AROUND... !!!  
  
MOSTLY Now...  
With Masks OVER Their Mouths... !?!
  
Just Take A Look Around...  
These Facts RESOUND... !!!  
  
... Humanity Now...  
Is Indeed Being DROWNED...
By CORONA... New Tech...  
And Human FOOLISHNESS... !!!  
  
And Is Now Being DOWNED...  
By New Political CLOWNS... !!!  
  
And In THIS There Now Is.......
  
Simply.......  
  
.... “ NO DOUBT “.... !!!
The Pandemic has made a lot of things come to light about people, that are much clearer than they were, before !

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