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Johnny Noiπ Nov 2018
English Language Learners
Definition of stripper: a performer
who removes his or her clothing
in a sexually exciting way: a
dancer who does a striptease: a tool
that you use to remove something
such as paint from a surface: a liquid
chemical that you use to remove
something such as paint from
a surface. A stripper or exotic dancer
is a person whose occupation involves
performing striptease in a public adult
entertainment venue such as a *******.
At times, a stripper may be hired
to perform at bachelor parties or other
private event. Related jobs: **** modeling,
******* Names: exotic dancer, ******
dancer, go-go dancer, dancer; Fields of
employment: adult entertainment Activity
sectors: strip clubs, exhibitions, festivals,
competitions, busking; Occupation types:
Performing Arts, *** industry

Anodyne 1. Not likely to provoke
dissent or offense; inoffensive,
often deliberately so. "anodyne
New Age music"  noun: anodyne;
plural noun: anodynes 1. Any
painkilling drug or medicine.
Mid 16th century:  via Latin from
Greek anōdunos ‘painless,’ 1.
from an- ‘without’ + odunē ‘pain.’

For me, gardens and colors in the abstract,
the politics and the dense cloud of the language | ||
and the strips of equipment of the school
of Analgesic to tear the **** and the rest
of the city, stop smoking against the weapon,
waiting for the law to be fulfilled. A fool
is sacred, it is red when a dog sleeps, in the gloomy
metal with the type of water for the first time.
Attention is drawn to the fact that, in the case
of a man or woman who is a member of the
European Parliament; he or she is born in a place
other than a minor, To the muffins of the flesh.
and the winds are in on the promotion of moisture,
the cleansing of the skin and the breaths,
and the science that only works on one planet.
The first time the PA version was requested,
the sea led to the bay of the ******
from the edge of the mind. By the fifth time,
waiting for yellow. I'm not sure what to do with
it; it's a good idea to have it,  but it's a teenager,
who likes environments, and that's what you
need to know. Even the garden when following
her is not obvious in the depth of color
until the genital lips become a world for me;
gardens and colors in mind, and in the abstract,
cops and a thick cloud of language and a stripper
kind of painkilling, a lever to change the world;
for the garden and the colors are in a sense  apart
from the cops' fragrance of the tongue; a stripper
kind of painkiller, pain hatches **** and the rest
of the city, I will leave him that pisseth
against the gun to wait for the law enforcement
of the fool that is a holy one, it is red, when he ||
is sleeping with the dog in the shadow of the metal
with a salty scarf of the kind of seawater to
carry on our care first; the spirit of the love ||||
of the leaves of a guide to all the clinicals and washes:
and I, 1, putting on makeup of the eyes,
and pain
as well as the origin of the woman,
nor a bad thing, Laura is the the thief of the world's
death both in the flesh and the wind's edge;
like unto slow moisture propagation,
cleared of the skin
and breath, and the worst is the science
of working on a healthy planet, wi-fi is the first
to ask for the PA version's subarbor driven
into captivity's trick by the poverty of the mind,
to yourselves, for the fifth time, wait for the yellow
flames, or be hurt, as long as my kindred,
unless he has fallen asleep with the dog,
and goes through the darkness and does not fly,
the lore now clear, the teenager sending stones
and dirt away from them, this is the world;
that has to go into the garden and following it
is it not evident than in the depth of color
on the lips of the genital lips; for me
gardens and colors in mind are abstract,
cops and a thick cloud of language and
a stripper kind of painstaking leveling of the changing
the world
for the garden and the colors in a sense but in addition
to the bass flavor of the bass tongue stripper;
kind painkiller in pain tearing at her *****
and the rest of the city,
I will leave him whispering against the gun
waiting for law enforcement; a fool is sacred,
it is red where the dog sleeps, the metal shadow
with salt of the type of water for n we bring
first our care, the spirit of the love of the leaves
of a guide to all the clinics and washing:
I too,     I put on the makeup of the eyes,
and the pain and the origin of the woman,
nor is it a bad thing, like the thief in his death world
at the edge of the flesh and the winds slow spread
of moisture cleansed by the skin and breathing,
and the worse the science is by working
on a healthy planet,  it will be the first to demand
the version of the PA that is led to trick trick t
the poverty of mind
for for the fifth time, wait for the yellow flames,
or be hurt, as long as my relative if he has slept
with the dog got through the dark
by not flying, he is now clearly a teenager
sending stones and dirt away from them;
this is the world that has to go down
to the garden and get buried although
it is not apparent from the depth
of the rosy color of the pink genitals lips.

Denudation is an erosive process of breaking
and removing the rocks from the surface
of the earth. It is the wearing away
of the terrestrial land by weathering, erosion,
moving water, ice waves. Denudation is the
result of two main processes, Endogenous
and exogenous. In geology, denudation involves
the processes that cause the wearing away
of the Earth's surface by moving water, by ice,
by wind and by waves, leading to a reduction
in elevation and in relief, land forms
and landscapes. Medical Definition
of denudation: the act or process of removing
surface layers as of skin or an outer covering
as of myelin also: the condition that results
from this. In medicine denudation refers
to the loss of surface layers, such as the
epithelium. Denudation coupled with pealing
and cracking of skin gives rise to "crazy pavement
dermatosis" pattern seen in Kwashiorkor
or Kwashiorkor-Marasmus complex.
Megan Sherman Apr 2017
Thou hast not the facilities to make contact with this,
These melodies that maketh my appendages swell,
And throb with deepest passion's bliss,
No crime is my rhyme, or my feet that dance and dwell,
Those anodynes to my depressed mood,
An extra lofty homeboy from the oaktown,
My reputation as such precedes me, a lewd
Beat as this; thou has not the facilities to touch, nor its reknown.
Must I labour the point? This beat is beyond thy reach
Yes I must labour the point: Thy hands cannot fathom this,
Massive melody with wanton wickedness replete,
With their guidance thou cannot go amiss.
    With mighty longjohns and bonny lasses,
    I spit my lyrics for the masses.
Patrick Donawey Mar 2015
we can exchange hushed script
we could even breathe through the world
we would not roll our tongues around
         verbal diction
we would not dare slither a
         sound
                for with the noise, rushes frosty
breeze,
                comes little anodynes to numb
out the night

we can blink silence
we would never dream a drop of sound
Yenson Jul 2019
Distinction, subtlety and the sublime are strangers to Simples'
just as honour, integrity and decency are unknowns to anodynes
vacant unprocessed dusty minds  un-reading encyclopedias samples
holds them and us as the panacea of a drama in Power play tunes
innate inferiority in wasted fractal minds begets aggressive gambles
lacking insight the fevered warriors project their venom as dragoons
busily flaying in fascistic parades professing we are gods of shambles

We are in control, asinines' yodel like drunken maddened Swiss
playing the juvenile gambit of the cockney oafs in low level bazaars
stitching unconnected to fantasies in dim irrelevant fantastical remiss
pigswill and hogwash for pigs the uninvited hosts and ****** Czars
commander of falsehood, Baldericks of Twerpdom says its a promise
as foolish as foolish does, persistence is the key we'll soon have cigars
what tops honour, integrity, decency, who wagers with nits in demise
Power is not a means; it is an end. One does not establish a dictatorship in order to safeguard a revolution; one makes the revolution in order to establish the dictatorship. The object of persecution is persecution. The object of torture is torture. The object of power is power. The wise know, with power comes responsibility, the fools sees power as bullying, its got to be used to batter and maim because they have no magnanimity, its a crude display by crude primal minds to booster the emptiness and inadequacies of their mediocrity. Now you begin to understand me. George Orwell, 1984.
Yenson Aug 2019
The simpletons of Snowdonia
declares they want to **** up his mind
put nonsense and jazzes in his head, the maggots says
now this is a journo as smart as they come in human nature
what real matured sophisticated lady would grandly declare
to a prospective suitor ' I've had loads of Indian lovers'
immediately you know this is out of order
just another junk to wrack the brain as loads of others
that the clever journo had already figured their intended planned use
laughing inwardly at simpletons trying mental manipulation
he played the fool and let dummies believe he was stupid like them
then the prime fools sought to hinge and anchor like their empty minds.
just put this with this and that with that and we have buttons and keys....what a pack of basic idiots
no point wasting time with uncouth street level numpties
we have nothing in common here, some misinformed anodynes
play Svengali of the lower class, because you live among-st them
I pulled the rag on nonsense
left eggs on their dumb faces
Surprisingly, they drosses haven't wised up yet
they still playing with themselves
still think they are controlling
still think gutter-rats and lowlifes
are Svengali and puppeteers
they know nothing of contempt
they have no self respect or self knowledge
they can't see the manupulated sheep they really are
yeah, indian lovers equals hate all indian
steal a car hate a neighbour
see black, hate black
dummies theories
as stupid as stupid gets.....
Yenson Apr 2020
With vainglorious dedication
the hoards are tasked feverishly
theirs is to conjure black clouds
and stain crystal clarity to faults
a five year old would see the futility
the dunce will laugh at the idiocies
as kid-adults lose dignity and integrity
morphing  from stale acrid cocoons
into fetid common o'garden bullies
the cheap devoid of senses et decorum

Their gods look on in petulant  glee
the goddesses smirk in Medusian imbue
the serpents gloats in victorious contagion
God restates I made them all as noble beings
darkness claims minds and souls as easy as ha!
morals to boot tis easier to court damnation
than take pride in the worthiness of beings

Thus relieved of reasoning and sanity
our hoards in discolored inglorious shame
toil all hours exhuming odious fantasies
sharing sediments of their demoralized stains
worshiping beliefs of fanging to pollute clarity
as if wholesome eyes are blind and discernment amiss
anodyne force feeding by anodynes for cretins
who assimilates the ravings of the contemptibles'
or buy into the sham displays of the malicious unfurnished
asinine devotees that believe all waters are drinkable
and reasoning and critic is shared equally in equal measures
Yenson May 2019
Too ignorant and arrogant to appreciate
that not all can be plug into their grid
slimes in campaign of 'we ****** him up'
pontificating buffoons playing Controllers in Chief
in the stupefying Cabral of lies, deceits, subterfuge and cons
gangland enforcers thinking all abide and susceptible to their wiles

Malignant minds of the murky scums thinks me semblances as them
go update your manuals of intimidation practices and dodges
a noble blameless mind gives no regards to contemptible dregs
deluded morons imagines hijacking mind and distorting
unaware that they have impacted contempt and nullified
his mind is over the place because imbeciles are mind readers

Altered perceptions, repetitive illusions based on mugs assumptions
the failings of homogenized misunderstandings of the anodynes
coward bullies think they can soften and mold a perceived *****
the infra dig of scums and nefarious deadbeats drunk on folly
selling misinformation and disinformation to fellow simpletons
mass delusions and sheep hysteria galvanizing non sensibilities

The fish bone stuck in your diseased throats and I'm in ya face
pathetic scums and base cowards, shameless sub-humans are jokes
you have lost face and become the majority of asinine disgraceful s
working a skirt now discredited and seen by all who try not to see
while they behind closed doors talk about those evil pathetic racists
You are nothing but racists thieving scums please accept my utmost contempt........
Yenson Jan 2019
The green bicycle with the phone first sign
rode up the hill past the pink house
with the tell-tale  grey cat that runs
around the Italian Bakery who makes
bread with rainbow patterns on them.

In the cornfield a scarecrow looks on
as a little girl screamed for mama
and from the hull of a boat in the Harbour
a voice rang out shouting No No No!
then all went silent and silence ruled.

A man with a horse face walked down a straight path
carrying cheese in his shoes for lunch
and saw a rainbow in the horizon
but a little ball went flying past his head.
he muttered I don't need a cap my head is just fine
He has a beer belly and a big *****

Then three or four men came running past
heading for a midnight rendezvous
and saw a daisy chain hanging on another path
by the Green meadow a woman in grey stood
looking for number fifty to do some Art

In the corner an Arab man sang a song of betrayal
someone said can we trust again my friend
the village idiot said he has a thousand fleas in his head
a doctor walked past carrying a skeleton rattling
someone said I'll tell you all later

The town is spinning the anodynes and shysters
filling a disinterested mind that's owns scorns for lowlife
a mind too calm and positive for **** from depraves
who cares what an idiot think or watches the dance of fools
the worms really think every mind is the same
they are writing a wedge for a chasm made by the
They think they matter because they are in gangs..
I barely notice fools and cowards enslaved by psychopaths

they've had twenty five years and still can't do my head in
what a load of useless clowns and nonentities.
Yenson Aug 2019
They run from name to names
as if that would make a difference
but contempt knows no names or cares
a disgraced ghost in vengeful pain is a disgraced ghost
in vengeful pain, its really as obvious and apparent as that

They chase words in swirls and twist
in their minds it carries some messages to ingest
I just see the cheapness and desperation of dis-ingenuity
and smell the cloying fear that underpins their weaknesses
just cheap insecure ghosts looking for relevance and face save

They show how innate vapid arrogance
compensates for stupidity and shortsightedness
while tomfoolery dances with immaturity in insipid minds
and most telling is their kak lack of introspection or consciousness
for ghost sees what it wants to see and hear what it wants to hear

They have not changed a jot in me
other than now afford me a keener knowledge
of their hypocrisy, cowardice and their general fallibility
in tautology its evident that ghosts are divinely not human beings
and they all bar very few wear that dishonorable shame with pride

They are so far from my psyche and self
that I feel like shouting directions to piffling anodynes
but who am I to show them the tragedies of bloodless cadavers
who revel in their kak and sparkle in their white robes unaware
they want to bell a cat yet they parade around with the biggest bells
round their long supercilious necks

Is this the biggest tragedy of modern times
for evolution and history has taught mankind nothing!
come **** me and sing a million dirges but know its all about you
but you have also created double a million monsters in your yards
they are all waiting and watching and their diet is cold heartless cadavers......
The Amazon is burning, earth is being ***** and suffocated, and the soon to be roasted cadavers are calling each other names and comparing the blond looks of their wives....and a big blond man says I don't believe all this climate change **** because my comb-over still hold firm...This is our world....
Yenson Apr 2020
Pity the analysis of the vacuous fluffs
who groans and moans of being alone
they, a bigger picture never for contemplation
only the narrow aspects of the lesser anodynes
ask, who is alone with real family around and afar

who does withers from betrayal planned with intent
or pines the contrived fakers weaponizing fakery
creating ****** drama of which I have no part thereoff
them of little minds playing psyche warfare of sap runts
go find your absent fathers and mothers and get a life
go invest in anti-wrinkle potion coz you start withering at thirty

Pathetic makeshift souls raging in under-privileged looms
we do not share your misery cause we made hay in sunny times
to be envied cause we got things right is a privilege unsurpassed
to come from afar and achieve in chills and disfavor is a win
to show that you can hold on when tested still hold it all together
shames the slimy snakes and the rags who cannot prosper
save robbing, lying, cheating for they have no talents or graces
jealous losers with a wrecking ball full of their anger and bitterness
stained damaged irrelevant ivories uselessly playing out of tunes
when people cut you down or talk behind your back, always remember they took time out of their pathetic lives TO THINK ABOUT YOU.
You GOVERN their little minds, you are greater than they are and they know it.
Yenson May 2020
Implanted delusions in empty vessels
the Emperors new coat infection amass
errs in irrelevant connections to fantasies laid
innocent looks are coated with lustful meanings
a joke of black becomes a gospel truth to parade
poems becomes declarations of intent as if it were so

Its said this is standard practice in take downs
where every facets of life is shredded and polluted
shatter ridicule and hang falsehood in misrepresentation
the hoods are in town making mincemeat out of a soul
you are in the frame and the deal is constant harassment foul
dowse the spirit with ceaseless false projections bathe in haze

Reprobates cackle of peeling scabs of wounds
over 'n over in repetitive fervor yet no wound exist
truths are ignored and anodynes decide editorials
a wipe-out of reality erasure of content and personalty
union of scums upholds, you will not know who you are
well, let just say my forefathers were never below decks
chained starved and beaten in a galleon headed across the Atlantic

"A luta continua, vitória é certa"
do your worse!!!.......................................

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