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 Jan 2014 WARNER BAXTER
Emily
At times
My world seems to be crashing down
But when I sit next to him
Every worry dissipates
He whispers words of love
Adores me with his hands
Admires me with his eyes
Worships me with his body
I can hardly think straight
With him right beside me
We lay side by side
Our bodies come together as one
What we do for each other
Has no cost
He brings me peace
He makes me feel secure
He puts me in a state of comfort and ease
Every day spent with each other
Glued to one another
He patches up my heart
Cures it from all of the inflicted damage
With him
I realize what life is all about
He makes me the person
That I'm supposed to be
I'm so happy that now
Is the opportunity
When we finally get to indulge
In our long awaited love affair
Dedicated to someone I've loved for a long time.

© Peyton 2013
 Jan 2014 WARNER BAXTER
Emily
Ever heard of free speech?
I'm allowed to say what I want
Vent as I please
Speak as I see fit
And express my opinion
If you don't like it
Tough ****
© Peyton 2013
Mary Mack dressed in red.
A Bonnie blue ball cap adorns her head.
Painted on jeans and jungle boots.

Jet black eyeliner.
curled up lashes. Eyes dark brown. Catch the blue trolley heading uptown.
Mary Mack is a pleasure savant.for twenty-five  dollars you can get what u want.

You caint always get what u want, but if you cry sometimes  
you get what u need.

Mary McKenzie. All in a frenzy.
Sped up on ice. Nice baby. Nice.

Got that rare disease called noassatall.
Burning calories like crazy.
cant call the girl lazy. Never sit still.

Two degrees in arts.
trying out for bit parts.now and then.
Fame. An oasis/mirage

Singing lead in a band in a backyard garage.
Many parts to Ms. Mary.
Strange, sweet,smart and dumb.

Message to Mary.
Go back where your from.
My seeing.eye dog finally swallowed his pride
He admitted that his night vision was gettimg weak.
That.rattled  me a bit

He wasnt feelimg good about his depth perception either. I suggested a.checkup.
From the neck up to so blithely put my life on the line.

Stubborn old dog.
A new trick ?........
Bingo was his name.

My new dog is 40/40
A sportin dog. .ears perk up. A mere pup.
The boy works for kibbles....he puts the bits in a pile
And just walks away

One smart cookie
Vacay in a piano case.bathtub

ginn.pin stripes and fedoras.

Canadian club.speaks easy at the cotton club.
moonshine met primtime.

Blues came north and jazzed up New York
SATCHMO opened eyes. Chi towns tommy gun law.
sheen gun Kelly with a belly gun as chaser.
Granny flapped in the roaring 20s.
Then
1929
Went
Pop
And the party stopped.

LAST CALL FOR ALCOHOL.
No pressure. No diamond.

No oyster. No pearl.
                 Cloistered from the sun. Ageless in aspic.
                 Rare as angels hair and fine. So fine to me

Precious as baby breath. Gentle as a web.
My love's comes. spiritsensual.

a rocket   a sparkling messenger.
Sender.
Coiled.taught.loose as the limbo
Cool baby.hot.
Hot baby.cool. they shattered the mold.
You...I will remember. Ashes to dust.
Osama liked his days of glory
Until the Seals made it gory
But there's no grieving this barbarian
He slew so many innocents
He deserved his fast descent
The world is richer far without the man

He died a bullet in his head
Some celebrate his being dead
Except for those who wished he'd felt more pain
Some would have pulled his toenalls, all
And shot him thrice between the *****
Then pulled his teeth not using novocaine

We chased him for the last decade
And finally his bill is paid
We all feel blessed his murdering is through
They threw his carcass in the sea
No angel welcome, c'est la vie
To Satan's antichrist, to Hell with you

Thus reads the story of Osama
Who should have listened to his Mama
But went about destroying the peace
They vowed to catch the shifty ****
The man GW fumbled on
But Obama sent him down to meet the Beast
God's gonna get him for that

God's gonna get him for that

We're gonna send our deadliest missiles

To bash his bunkers flat

He can holler for his Allah

But God never helps a  rat

Allah's gonna get him

God's gonna hit him

God's gonna get 'em for that


Copyright Louis Brown
I never went to bed
with a real ugly woman

It's just the proud man deep in me

Close as I came--
one had her teeth stained

But her heart was as pure as could be


I never went to bed
with a real ugly woman

It's just something I never would do

If I passed out from gin
does it count at the end

If I did, er, wake up with a few.....
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