"chuckie" poems
so
here we Are:
Arnold......Shortman,
Shorty......Meeks,
Mr......Meeseeks,
Ezekiel......Whitmore.
Morphine,,,,,,Morpheus,
Neo......Geo,
OG......Sour,
Sour......Diesel.
DeeDee's......Brother,
Cousin......Vinny,
Vinny's......Lover,
Brothers......Grimm.
Grim......adVentures,
Billy......Madison,
Hansel,,,,,,Gretel,
Chelsea......Grin.
Grimace,,,,,,Misery,
Mister......eBonic,
Bonny,,,,,,Clyde,
Kyle,,,,,,Kenny.
Kenny......Powers,
Powder Puff Girls,
"Girls Girls Girls",
Girls Gone Wild.
Wilee......Coyote,
Coyote......Ugly,
Ugly......Betty,
Betty......Crocker.
Doctor......Parnassus,
Doctor......Krieger,
Doctor......Horrible,
Doctor......Evil.
Evil......Knievel,
Felix......the Cat,
Captain Jack Sparrow:
"Captain......my Captain".
Tinman,,,,,,Scarecrow,
"Rowrow Rowyer Boat",
Bo......Burnham,
Earnest,,,,,,Vern.
Verdict,,,,,,Votive,
deVotion,,,,,,Vengeance,
aVenging......Evey,
V,,,,,,Vendetta.
Denace......the Menace,
Crystal......Globes,
Snow,,,,,,Aesthetics:
Skeletal......Shedding.
Head,,,,,,Tail,
Sally,,,,,,Jack,
Jack......Rabbits,
Magic......Hatters.
Shattered......Glass,
Glasgow......Smile,
Guile,,,,,,Vega,
Akuma,,,,,,Ryu.
You,,,,,,Me,
Beneath......the Bleacher:
Jeepers,,,,,,Creepers,
Reapers......of Seeds.
Seeds......of Chucky,
Chuckie......Finster,
Principal......Muriel,
Yuri......Gagarin.
© Copyrighted Jesse James Adams
Sep 3, 2014
Sep 3, 2014 at 12:44 PM UTC
Yo I got skillz by the millions
With tons of ammunition
Who fuckin' with the commission my mission
Is to control the rap game blow fish tactics
From ******* who **** quick my **** stick
Slick leave em with one eye patch cookin' up another batch
Can ya catch
The madness of real ***** with multiple figures money surpassin' the aurora
Hardcorer grim explorer non could ignore tha
Deadly pedigrees sheddin so beautifully
Im feelin' like Mango Slade cuts through like a blade
Lyrics colder than the words from Chuckie
Coastin' spells I do it well it ain't hard to tell
While ya souls fail another body destined to hell
It's Yosef ninth gate chillin' over ya crates
Like a demon intervention got ya nerves
Penchin' and itchin' soon to be twitchin' and inchin'
My every move I'm takin' ove the earthly ground
Bow down what's that it's the Southside
Breakin' em down so ya bound to drown
My armed men stack men from the guns
That back bend to the roads ya
End
No longer boys to men to deaths I comprehend
Takin' on deadly sins seven to chose from
I'm makin' chaos from USA to the New Jerusalem
And who's dumb? Enough to **** with me
While I'm on my Crazy *** leavin' ya stunned
And outdunned and who can
Come?
Against my magnificence layin' hellish scents
In the forms of an emodiment
Who could stop it
Since adversaries are culprit let the snakes
Shake and take away these painful memories
Yeah I'm dreadin' ya head missin' the feds
*** I got more bread than Pillsbury dough
So quick with the skills and I
Know
Suckas don't wanna go toe to
Toe
**** mics worse than Exodus who can plex with us
The coldest strong as a swingin' boulders
Knockin' ya head off ya shoulders I thought I told ya
Southside stay running with hidden
Soldiers
Nov 4, 2018
Nov 4, 2018 at 7:00 AM UTC
Who lives in a pineapple under the sea?
one glass of Ovaltine- oops, I had three
can we fix it? yes we can!
a plethora of beanie babies always at hand
no play-doh or silly putty on the couch
remember the smell of York patties when you opened the pouch?
Teletubbies is on, I hear the nu-nu
my beloved game boy and Gremlins; Gizmo's my booboo
come along and see what's new
it's me, you, and Zooboomafu
remember when Emily wished on a dragon scale?
that's what started the Dragon Tales
I'd drop anything to catch the Rugrats show
Tommy, Dil, Angelica, Chuckie was kinda slow
Cinnamon Toast Crunch in my bowl
Soccer Boppers and those little ugly trolls
Jell-O pudding and Dragon Ball Z
I knew the Fresh Prince song when I was only three
I still watch SpongeBob and now I'm in high school
just because you keep it real doesn't make that you're uncool.
May 15, 2014
May 15, 2014 at 2:38 PM UTC
The atmosphere with your eyes,
Their dreams, the space, the color,
The picture shows
words. Traffic jam,
Disappearances, smoke and society;
service. Lightweight musical instruments
Diesel and submarine speak
Favorite and small script
Help. Cornelius is the largest
Add the Brazilian Robin's clothes
Build Brazil again. the future
Learn about La Lorra from Galicia
Latest address, Jesse's advantage
It will be the Dominican Republic
was gone. Bernard, in other cases,
She has no connection with her.
Your first page is easy to grow. Who
Germany has been arrested.
It's always like blood.
The first two? The director acts.
Dance. Black Life can be a mistake.
When you see lions like lions,
Lion number is the perfect place,
Appearance, from the opposite side,
Still available. He killed his brother;
His weapons were in the washing machines,
Dress, and dress should be worn.
The groom is listening to our ears
Society and our light.
New Sandy Favorite game
And small screens
Cornelius is the biggest woman
Roberts heart touches Brettina's
City. Few futures -
Jesse in Hollywood Love;
Hollywood census information was lost;
system. If you do, then you speak.
The first page of development is easy.
PRIVATE MARKETING ACTIVITIES
Should he give the cherubim? Lakes, rocks,
Blood to Germany and law
Application. The first two? It contains
Caulkerer that may be wrong.
Dark in the dark;
First I decided (one)
[As Eli was already a polygamist,
if not a bigamist, it wasn't
a problem for him to marry Chuckie;
Becky aware of the arrangement,
he'd lost a second wife somewhere,
never quite sure where she'd been
misplaced. He even asked Leonard,
who nodded & grunted telling Eli
nothing; Leonard knew Chuckie, her
name in fact unpronounceable to
the Western ear. He congratulated Eli
on getting himself a real Russian girl.
Chuckie was born in Siberia & had
made it to St. Petersburg on her back.
The Unknowns gave her good reason
to stay that way, then Eli came along.
Tom had literally thrown her at the
diffident painter, who gladly took the
bony ***** in hand & under his
watchful eye, she never choked on her
own ***** & neither did he; it was a
match made on the floor ...
Nov 20, 2018
Nov 20, 2018 at 5:14 PM UTC
Eli had no reason to hang around
while the band shaved their skulls
& went full-tilt Nihilism, singing
about nothing at all. Normally
immune to Strychnine, Jane was
spontaneously bleeding from the
face; seeing his opportunity, Ivan
pulled her onto the stage.
Thereupon the crowd erupted in
furious moshing;
The Band revisited DEAD POWER,
played Brutal Church & songs from
the ***** Tour, encore after encore
while Jane was brought to the Hosp.
Knowing Eli Simple was a known
collaborator with the riotous band,
the Russian Police, informed that Eli
had flown to Montenegro, the police
tried to extort a bribe from the
feckless poet-musicians; It was Ivan
who suggested a Benefit Concert for
the police. Of course, everyone
agreed. Instead of shutting the band
down they were plugged into the City's
power grid & blacked out Eurasia ...
The morning sun returning sleepily
to the gilded old city, no arrests had
been reported the entire night; all brawls
broken out in the spirit of jocular fun,
black eyes & bruises notwithstanding.
Jane was the talk of the town: "Like an
American Horror Movie!" they said.
Chuckie's stick figure had been fitted
into a red bikini & she sat smiling,
tanked up on coffee in the day room.
Eli handed her his glass of whisky &
lita cigarette. The head housekeeper
also greeted the man of the house
with a hearty smile; "Oh, MIster
Simple, I am so happy you brought
home Miss Arzhaiana. My gransparants
are Chukchi." The newlyweds took
turns drinking from the glass.
Chuckie was already thirsty & Eli
inevitably bored. The News was filled
with multiple contradictory reports
of the St. Petersburg Policeman's
Benevolence Society Fundraiser,
which raised no money but the city's
overall morale was greatly improved.
Every citizen had an unflinching
grin on their face, as if overnight
they'd been purged of the vilest
demons of their country's centuries
of violent repression & persecution.
Nov 20, 2018
Nov 20, 2018 at 10:02 PM UTC
Chuckie was an anorexic, alcoholic
drug addict Eli treated like diamonds.
She didn't drink any less & was passed
out most of the time. He didn't change
any of his habits, finding time now to
walk along the beach; Chuckie was
Mrs. Arzhaiana Simple. It didn't sound
simple.
Nov 20, 2018
Nov 20, 2018 at 11:02 PM UTC
Chuckie wore a see-through negligee;
she was barely even there...Eli ******
the journalist and staggered in drunk..
The mountains of Montenegro were
pristine like snow-cones; Chuckie
didn't mind Eli ******* the reporter,
as she sat smoking, too wet to light up.
Her cigar was a thick roll of crack
******* but sweating so hard &
huffing the damp glass hose until dry
heaving & falling to the floor. "Chuck,
sit upright a-for ya choke," said Eli,
lifting his feathery wife by the hairy
ethereal armpit. "Uy, you're too wasted
for drugs. You needa drink somethin,"
he slurred helpfully. Nodding, she fell
into his arms, or against his chest &
also back to the floor but throwing her
over his shoulder, he went to find the
kitchen. The reporter was still naked,
trying to sneak out on tip-toe but he
caught her. His face glowed red beneath
his spiky shock of natural ***** blond;
***** because he'd been rolling in puke
& sweat & *** his & hers. "Oh, you
ought to be my brush!" he cried, setting
his wife across a glass table & leaping on
the girl knocking her off her bare feet,
& dragging her through the carpeted house
to a spare back room filled with industrial
drums of various shades of enamel house
paints. Aware of what was coming, she
stiffened preparing for the artist to use
her scrawny body, all 4'8" of it, as had
previous generations, when Yves Klein
& Ann-Margret, her childhood idol,
created memorable masterpieces utilizing
the nubile **** female body as a living
paint
brush
Nov 27, 2018
Nov 27, 2018 at 6:57 PM UTC
Seeing Eli so happy with Chuckie,
Ivan thought he might settle down
Eli brought him a glass of whisky;
Forget it, Ivan, you're running that
herd of cats, you can't settle down.
Ivan had long ago bought the rights
& catalog of the UNKNOWNS; the
band everyone commonly called Uk;
Simply announcing a concert started
violent, lucrative riots as the damage
had to be paid for & material
purchased to rebuild; after a Uk
concert there was typically an
infrastructure boom, the bribes
guaranteed: the workings of a Mafia
State are thus; one either pays the
government to operate legally or
pays the mob to operate illegally.
When the gov't is the mob one
pays off the top dog for the privilege
of paying off the smaller dogs.
You know u're right, said the Poet,
I should go to to Hollywood & marry
a movie star. Eli gave him that awkward
oblique stare, "U're a glutton for pain.
Why not marry a **********
Ivan's eyes widened lit with fire.
Nov 28, 2018
Nov 28, 2018 at 10:49 PM UTC
Chuckie's one bff was Jane, not her real name,
who snorted baking soda to cool her nostrils
from the eightballs she was constantly doing. ||
Nov 20, 2018
Nov 20, 2018 at 6:15 PM UTC
Eli brought Chuckie to Paris where
she OD'd in the suite; he saved her life
with Naloxone, sold under the brand
name Narcan among others, a medication
used to block the effects of
opioids, especially in cases of overdose.
Naloxone may be combined with
an opioid to decrease the risk of misuse.
When she was fully recovered
her vacant smile told him she could
use some fresh air and perhaps a little
something to eat. She'd thrown up
on herself & he waited for her to shower.
The hotel maid came in to change
the bedding found it covered in *****
the shower running & Eli having
a cigarette staring out at the Eiffel Tower
in the middle of the city.
Nov 19, 2018
Nov 19, 2018 at 2:09 AM UTC
Some days I wish I was a kid again
Memories so sweet
Sugar coated with cinnamon
Used to spend all night watching orange cassette tapes
Tommy, Chuckie, Phil and Lil on their great escapades
Used to wish I had Max and Emmy's magic dragon scale
I always wondered what it was like being in a dragon tale
Imagination was all that I had
I used to talk to myself
People thought I'd gone mad
I always dreamed of palaces on pallets
I even fell down the rabbit hole a couple of times with Alice
I shut reality up and went straight to Dreamland
I was happy alone
I didn't need a friend
It was easier being a kid
Oblivious to all of the struggles that my mother hid
I know it will never be the same
It's crazy how fast things change
I wish I could go back in time
Back when everything was alright
Dec 1, 2017
Dec 1, 2017 at 11:58 PM UTC
Check my worth my flows gettin' mucho networth
Similiar to new birth creatin' girth yo who's worse
Than these chuckie cheese emcees talkin' like they
Killin' the industry but they under me
Like they sneaky keep killers and rukas with me
**** a street credibility I even seen a homeless man catch a body
In Little Italy another tally tossed in the alley now he walkin' in the valley
In the Shadow of death holdin' my clips I bust til.its nothing left
Then reload if I gotta got more magic than Harry Potter
Burn you with my lyrical lava meltin' all seven of ya chakras
Fools swear they Hollywood like Chaka
Khan this one's for big pun puttin' holes in one
Like a swing from golf club linked with a holy cherub
Rollin' herbs to calm my nerves so my rhymes can reserve
The beat down comin' next to the MC that tries to serve
Me with the weak bars I'll leave em with stars
Wreck em like a car collision see my visions
They lock up mentally into a prison
From my rhymin' aligorithm
Not from Nueva York I be an iron man like Tony Sparks
Suckas scared of the light cuz I got the Dark
Forces around me nothing but energy
Suckas magnetized by my mental Infantry
Gunnin' with grande ammo never wear camo
Knockin' out Uncle Tom's to ***** I be the true culo
By nature hate fakers
and ******* who ain't nothing but **** shakers
Picture takers flashing ya death soon to see the undertaker
Now ya back to creator
Lyrics bashing ya puttin' fear in ya heart
None could part I'll gassed you like a ****
Body stinky rule the world like Brain and Pinky
The rights a genuis and left is insane
Comin' with divine bars that soak like polyurethane
Got the strength of ten Banes simple and plane
Get my flow through puffin' that spiritual cane
Angels knocked on the doors of my mental out pours
Nothing but bars from Galaxy afar
Look up see me naw
It's a bird a plane naw it's Yosef with words that gain
No losses boss of the bosses fools hangin' on rhymes
Like tree mosses
Apr 11, 2018
Apr 11, 2018 at 2:59 AM UTC