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Steve Boldin Oct 2010
Gather round,
I'd like to make a toast,
To the girls that ran away when I needed them the most,
With their innocent looking eyes,
And their stone cold glare,
Don't ever look for me,
You won't find me anywhere.
I was at my lowest point,
When you threw me to the side,
I'll water every shallow grave with every tear I cried,
Don't try to cheer me up,
Don't ever ******* try,
Every word you speak to me is a God ****** lie.
I'll cut these chains you have on me,
You have around my throat,
I tried to protect my holy castle,
But you filled in my moat.
Thanks.
Steve Boldin Oct 2010
"I'm like 20 years old and I'm finally starting to grow something."
That's what the birthday boy proclaimed.
He had many different, catch phrases, if you will.
Things like, "It's like BOOM" and "Ya ***."
This boy, quickly uprising and turning into a man.
So much life in his words.
His choice of drink, beer.
And lots of it.
Some of his shining moments came while inebriated.
However, would never admit if he was drunk.
His sharp toned comebacks, such as "I was sober as a dog" stump any possible rebuttal or witty banter that could follow.
His repeated activities were like clock work.
Every action. Every movement. Turning yet another gear in the intricate machine of life.
The epitome of poetic justice.
His clever sayings keep you on the edge of your seat.
"Quit ******* on my juice."
"I have a dream, that I’ll be able to **** and burp in the Man Cave without you ***** giving me **** about ******* out my ***, and ******* out my mouth."
Just a few of the poetic, masterful, beautiful syllables that pass through the graceful lips of this man.

To be continued...
Copyright. 2010.
Steve Boldin Oct 2010
"I'm like 20 years old and I'm finally starting to grow something."
That's what the birthday boy proclaimed.
He had many different, catch phrases, if you will.
Things like, "It's like BOOM" and "Ya ***."
This boy, quickly uprising and turning into a man.
So much life in his words.
His choice of drink, beer.
And lots of it.
Some of his shining moments came while inebriated.
However, would never admit if he was drunk.
His sharp toned comebacks, such as "I was sober as a dog" stump any possible rebuttal or witty banter that could follow.
His repeated activities were like clock work.
Every action. Every movement. Turning yet another gear in the intricate machine of life.
The epitome of poetic justice.
His clever sayings keep you on the edge of your seat.
"Quit ******* on my juice."
"I have a dream, that I’ll be able to **** and burp in the Man Cave without you ***** giving me **** about ******* out my ***, and ******* out my mouth."
Just a few of the poetic, masterful, beautiful syllables that pass through the graceful lips of this man.

To be continued...
Copyright. 2010.
Steve Boldin Oct 2010
"I'm like 20 years old and I'm finally starting to grow something."
That's what the birthday boy proclaimed.
He had many different, catch phrases, if you will.
Things like, "It's like BOOM" and "Ya ***."
This boy, quickly uprising and turning into a man.
So much life in his words.
His choice of drink, beer.
And lots of it.
Some of his shining moments came while inebriated.
However, would never admit if he was drunk.
His sharp toned comebacks, such as "I was sober as a dog" stump any possible rebuttal or witty banter that could follow.
His repeated activities were like clock work.
Every action. Every movement. Turning yet another gear in the intricate machine of life.
The epitome of poetic justice.
His clever sayings keep you on the edge of your seat.
"Quit ******* on my juice."
"I have a dream, that I’ll be able to **** and burp in the Man Cave without you ***** giving me **** about ******* out my ***, and ******* out my mouth."
Just a few of the poetic, masterful, beautiful syllables that pass through the graceful lips of this man.

To be continued...
Copyright. 2010.
Steve Boldin Oct 2010
"I'm like 20 years old and I'm finally starting to grow something."
That's what the birthday boy proclaimed.
He had many different, catch phrases, if you will.
Things like, "It's like BOOM" and "Ya ***."
This boy, quickly uprising and turning into a man.
So much life in his words.
His choice of drink, beer.
And lots of it.
Some of his shining moments came while inebriated.
However, would never admit if he was drunk.
His sharp toned comebacks, such as "I was sober as a dog" stump any possible rebuttal or witty banter that could follow.
His repeated activities were like clock work.
Every action. Every movement. Turning yet another gear in the intricate machine of life.
The epitome of poetic justice.
His clever sayings keep you on the edge of your seat.
"Quit ******* on my juice."
"I have a dream, that I’ll be able to **** and burp in the Man Cave without you ***** giving me **** about ******* out my ***, and ******* out my mouth."
Just a few of the poetic, masterful, beautiful syllables that pass through the graceful lips of this man.

To be continued...
Copyright. 2010.
Steve Boldin Sep 2010
I'll sit here with my beer,
And my last cigarette.
My pride and and bitter memories,
Is what I am trying to forget.
I plan to drink myself to death,
Don't ******* tell me it's not worth it.
Death is on my plate,
And I sure as hell deserve it.
All the wrongs I have committed,
The prices I have paid.
You threw back in my face,
My mind has been made.
I'll drown myself in liquor,
I'll suffocate in smoke.
Till my life in nonexistent,
Till I forget the lies you spoke.
Your lies CRUSHED my spirits,
I gave my everything.
But that wasn't good enough,
You threw me to the side,
Like some 25 cent ring.
Being with you was toxic,
It was bad for my health.
Every morning I wake up and praise the fact that you are gone.
Now go **** yourself.
Copyright. 2010
Steve Boldin Sep 2010
Red headed ******,
Skin white and fluffy.
Marshmallow.
Spots on his skin,
Like dots of tan.
Leopard.
Mind always on ***,
Fan of internet ****.
******.
Smokes himself to death,
Always ******* on a cig.
Vacuum.
Always saying "**** my ****",
But only to men?
Closet ***.
Looking for something to ****,
I'm worried for the neighborhood squirrels.
*******.
Loves drinking some beer,
But only likes it light.
*****.
Always gives a good laugh,
Stupid *** smile.
Best Friend.
Drinking is okay,
Jesus drank wine.
Catholic.
Copyright 2010.
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