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Johnny Noiπ May 2018
how cruelly she laughed
as he died & was reborn;
how gaily she danced
as he slowly passed away;
joyfully she squealed
like a child at his funeral;
she leapt like a sprite
at the reading of his will
where she got everything
& took off...
for Medusa & KDF & Moon Woman
Johnny Noiπ May 2018
D                                    u                      bbed starting a                          s an underage exoti cooch
                    ******
dance                 as was common
follies                          'little egypt' shows      dancer      
*******                    
could be found in any                       town across America         arrested at 14 for stripping &
                 released by the judge f                         or being "t
           oo beautiful"   thriving city or town              
                   thus providing her                                well-known moniker            
usually on                     the outskirts
                                                  near circus & carnival  
she was always referred to as
& known thereafter as the girl
who was too beautiful   grounds                                                          ­      e                        "Girl                  
she kept               near open fields
her popularity                                        
              ­                                                                 ­      just kept growing
  Who
later moving
                                 to the bigger                                   burlesque venues in cities & resort towns
         across America                       i  s t                    oo Be
            au                                 tif                                                         ul"
During her career,                    Barbara                  La Marr became known as t
he                               pre-eminent                                  vamp
               ­                         of the 1920s,
                              but privately           she                      partied and drank
heavily;                                                 she once remarked to the
pres                                               s that she only
                                                                ­              slept                         two nevertheless         she kept acting                                           hours
                         a night. In 1924, her                                              health
         began
                    to falter                                           after
                                     a series of crash diets
                                             for comeback
       roles further
      affected                      by  cooch
her        ­                                      lifestyle, led to her death
                                             from                     pulmonary
                    tuberculosis                              an­d nephriti
                                                        ­                                 s at age 29. spotted in Juvenile court by a female                  who introduced her to the
editor who then shot
          photos        
           risque                  ­     of the young                   teen &              ran r
going back t her nightlife now as both a dancer & writer her wild & loose limbed style of movemen
                   compared to               the Great            Isadora                 isque photos
even on her knees
in a two-page        cooc
                     "Life is too short to                              waste on sleep" - BLM
; multiple times,                
ga
****** alcoholic star                                   ng i       *****
dragged
                           out b   prescription    pills
writing screenplays           ehind the she                  never
                                      ­                      stopped beii    ng beautiful
                         nightclub cuz she lost abet                  multiple times in                  
a dr
leaving               lipstic       k kisses on the    
        hardwood floor          don't go home til               the joint closes down
                                  that's when it happened mostly                                unken blackout           h               where everyone &      no       no one looks familiar
in that Barbara                    
drugged & *****                                          (not her
                     real name) was born femme t fatale villainess to the Three Muskateers
married@17 her husband   she was a cooch-dancer   aty      
promptly          
                dropped dead                                         born
        oe    Douglas        Fairbanks   in             f pneumonia         in 189    6
that would make all ttt          this start                happening             in 1910
1896-1926
Àŧùl Apr 2016
Sweet talks you jinxed me,
On fingers you puppetted me,
Go, go, go get lost you vamp!
Innocent voice you hoaxed me,
By your pretty tunes you lured me,
Go, go, go get lost you vamp!

When you were upset with me,
Did not I try to make you smile,
But you ditched me to rot alone!
When all conspired against you,
Did not I stand stiff by your side,
But you sniffed him shamelessly!

When you were least expecting it,
Did not I write romance songs to you,
If not songs always, they're poems.
When you were there wasn't I happy,
Did not I plead you to stay forever,
If not forever intended, you told lies.

I thought that you were my sweet,
My pretty, so beautiful living doll,
But alas! I loved only a stone idol.

Now just get lost from my memories!
My HP Poem #1062
©Atul Kaushal
Poetic T Feb 2015
She had talent, she had skills,
Always there a sucker for meat.
She would look on
In wild abandonment,
Every man thought he was
Jackpot,
Winner,
King
For as long as it did last, a woman
Of such beauty, not even money
Changed hands. She would hold it
Through cloth, up, down  up, down
Till she felt it mature in the palm
Of her cold hand,
Her mouth was cold as ice on meat so warm,
Shocked,
Bewildered,
Ecstasy
As lips cold on warmth made it last,
"I'll drink you down"
"I'll drink you till there's nothing left"
Smiles erupted
Moans of ecstasy
Grew in volume as moments past.
"I'm getting"
"I'm getting"
"AAaghhhhh"
Pain seared though,
As grabbing hair in pain not pleasure now.
She looked up, saw the fear in his eyes,
"I told you I'd drink you"
"I'll **** you dry"
With that she bit in to the meat once more,
As life left this body,
She stood up,
"Was it good for you"
Mmm..
As she licked her lips,
How delightful these men
Are to let me eat upon their meat,
I'll drink everyone of them cold.
"She was a queen of suckers"
She knew where blood flowed fastest
When she was on her knees,
They would not resist just want more,
Feeble men, thinking with the wrong brain
But just more for me to **** off,
So many to eat, as she licks her fangs,
"I'm full tonight"
"Tomorrow though"
Mmm...
English breakfast
Or
Left over nearly cold Chinese
Ill make that decision tomorrow,
I could be really greedy and eat **both....
She was the best sucker in the land..

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