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March 23 2019

Taco is my blessing
And my blessing is my taco
Whatchu talkin bout boy
You know thats very waco

Taco is queen my dream my sicko
Taco is my thing my bling my fickle
Come on listen now to the words
Not the sounds around that pound
And confound
So crown the flounder thats tossed
Away now
No fish taco.

Have you seen my taco joy oh boy boy
Its a taco ploy oh hoy hoy oh hoy
I love me my taco yo
Flood it with lettuce and let it go

Taco cheese taco beef taco greens
Whats left but to please
My taco is my taco
Please just come feed me.
O - o
Tacos rule
March 22 2019

We live for what
We ask. But why
We question our life
But still. Short is our time

We fight. No reason
But pain. Every season
We think. What now
We know. Nothing but how

To what end does it come
Everything used to be for fun
Time comes too quickly
In memory. We view it all
Oh so painfully swiftly

I want to dance and sing
Run fast. Be. And just see
All that this world has to offer
But alas. I have only an empty

We only get what we are given
What is life. But livin
We only try to achieve our goals
Inside our heart.
That only God knows

Do we live. To create art
Or do we live. For our heart
Our lifes dreams goals amd wishes
Just blank empty impossible dishes

I guess you could say God is money
But that isnt very funny
Or that God hates us
But thats only a crutch. Shucks

Are we us. These our hands
Are we now. Can we understand
That Gods God is God
And we created only an image
And strike down NONBELIEVERS
With an evil rod. Garbage.

Obsession. Its all we get
Our passion. Never forget
Live how you want
But keep bold logic. Within it

-A song-
"Your life is your own
Just get up off your phone
And learn to roam around
Go see. And wander about town"
My poetry *****
xD but i like writing though
Jade Welch Mar 13
And then he asked "but, how do you still find your smile when such dreaded things have happened?"

"Darling, a tear wont change my past, but my smile can mould my future"
Jenny Gordon Mar 10
...LORD willing, that is.  After all, February was cancelled for other plans...


I said these stanzas are so full fr'intents
Of me, me, me that folk in sheer betrayl
Can't savour them, like ole Limburger's scale
Of cheese that's like a ***** toilet's scents;
But she was far too nice, and like friends thence,
Would contradict, to say I'm rather (frail
As aught excuse) lo, cream Havarti's bail:
"Deceptively [what?!] mild."  Is that pretense?
So we'll perhaps THIS month go check out fer
Good taste that bookshop's poe'try gig that who
Invited she'd submit her work unto?
Well, he gave her his card.  I'll go with her
To clap cuz that's what friends are for, in poor
Scuse for none liking MY work.  Fun for two.

Oh the fun of texting with friends!  I can't wait until next Sunday!
Forget the onion and all its layers
thats obvious
You are undeserving for such a cliché
So I invite a different perspective
Think of a base, flour and egg kneaded together like I need you,
so dense in identical morals
Folded with mirrored ideology of future fortuity
Dipped sensually with a sauce so thick,
Thicker than blood or water,
Blended as one to create a sea of red as deep as our hearts pumping vitality
Sprinkled softly with the most palatable, mouth watering mozzarella
Each placing full of utter affection,
Long lost stares while you sit innocent to me feasting my eyes upon your moreish persona.
The only quandry we must face is whose decision that day of toppings to showcase
Who gets the chance to tease additional flavours, delicious tasters
To open eyes to attributes unseen before,
Hopes set high to electrify taste buds
Wanting the other to crave more

Ingredients brought together for a flavoursome pizza
You are my hawaiian
As i,
Your meatfeast.

Opposing trimmings
Eachothers 1st choice
One anothers perfection to quench their dying hunger
The anaolgy I concoted best used to describe my relationship.
My partner and I have opposite interests, humour, and past times,
but we sit firmly in a body of identical morals, integrity and honour, mirroring each others.
A pizza is nothing without a strong base.
Toppings can be changed and mixed to any combination.
The base is the structure of our love, ***** and rigid.
The toppings are interchangeable extras that we diversify daily to develop and grow together.
Rowan S Jan 26
i thought about cheese fries

and almost broke down

god d*mn it

this is ridiculous
Old old old "poem". I plan to do more with this juxtaposition of how the mundane memories can be the most heartbreaking (sounded fancy there didn't I?)

I wrote this in the depths of some pretty vicious drinking and self-loathing, years ago post-breakup. Hindsight can be a cruel master, especially if things were your fault, but you don't know how to healthily move past them.
Chris Jan 24
Why do I remember
When it causes more pain
When I can just forget
And let it fade away.
I tried to make the cheesiest poem I could to see how popular it would get.
Cheese pizza
Macaroni and cheese
Spaghetti with extra parmesan
Mozzarella sticks
Green Chile tamales
Grilled cheeses
Your smile in the morning
While you lay in your bed with the dark blue almost black comforter you call a blanket
The melted butter your friend ruined grilling some cheese
This ******* book
Your ******* playlist
I could never be a vegan

When I want to give you all the cheesiest stuff in the world
his nickname is weeb also part of the sunshine collection.
Wai Phyo Win Dec 2018
A cake with cheese
A morning with breeze
A gaze to tease
A scene to seize
Unforeseen indeed
Where is the peace?
Timber Dec 2018
Revenge is a absolute *****.
You were poison to my life,
an absolute glitch;
but i love you.

I'm so sorry for everything,
please forgive me,
everything will be okay in the end
i know.
i know i'm sorry okay….
i know.

Stay out of my life.
You ate my mac and cheese.
A small work for my Honars American Comp. and Lit Class.
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