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zebra Jan 2017
my girl loves a girl
they kiss all the time
candy melts an sugar ****
oh god it's sublime

glitter pink feet arched

sometimes its a show
they do it all night
mouths ******* tongues
fire and light

wet drool kisses

sweet voices tingle
**** brushing lips
voluptuous mingle
butter and *****

coos and weeping ***** tears

they dance and they wiggle
im the king of Siam
both come to me
im the luckiest man

the god of ****
he stands paces searches out windows feeling headache considers no matter who you are where you live we all come from same place a ****** he scribbles all i hear is *****, ***** ***** ***** new york ***** california ***** nordic ***** parisian italian spanish british irish japanese polynesian ***** ***** from all over the world ***** next door new ***** at work all the foxy ******* running around town ***** whipped pussyfooting ***** juice ***** lips colors flavors aromas squirters gushers hairy ***** ******* pierced ***** droopy swollen wet dry irritated itchy incontinent stinky ***** we are a nation of ***** obsessives he imagines Federal Bureau of ***** as an FBP agent he can show badge civilly detain any female especially those with thick dark eyebrows or difficult to decipher yet trained eye can discern fat lips within his authority to direct her to expose ***** excuse me ma’am but your eyebrows warrant examination of your bush please assume position this won’t take any longer than is necessary sometimes certain detainee’s inspections require unrestricted scrutinyhe thinks why don’t governments militaries realize power of *****? instead of inventing employing weapons of mass destruction why not use ******* to distract ****** young male soldiers? imagine furry rabbit rockets with pink twitchy noses floppy wet lips darting through air shooting everywhere distinctly resembling smell taste warm ***** yet fatal mechanisms that could attach **** **** consume who could resist? probably someone would come up with ***** defense system (PDS) which would intercept scudding ******* before they reached intended targetshe wakes up early disorientated turns on tv commercial TUMS blares in groggy dyslexic state by mistake he reads backwards sees **** on tv questions what is this place i lived in? america fat turkey on map with brains in new york city *** in d.c. paw in miami stomach in midwest ******* in california nested on egg over mexico he writes i envision statue of liberty alive real beautiful woman little children tumble run around her giggling laughing innocently playing hide and seek with her gown then some bigger older men approach offer her gifts to pull up her dress do other things she appears startled at them refusing to accept their crass proposals men continue to bring more gifts promise her things despite her cold-shoulder suddenly she appears worried perhaps she is thinking about someone special maybe her family men’s offers keep piling higher eventually she breaks down accepts their proposals men gather around her very close i cannot see what they are doing but can hear whispering conspiring heavy breathing then i see her hand reach out all at once she spills burning torch catching fire to gown
Kickin' all the way the Live Coolio
deep in ya Culo/
it's that Boy Yosef comin' with major Flavas/
with so Many Styles more than a Hair Doo Voodoo/
got ya eyes on ya know Who?/
so many ****** wanna Smoke me
Cuz im the New Joint/
puttin' sparks to ya Head ****** Red/
if u thinkin' about Frontin'' Me/
ill make u Crossover like EPMD/
Rap Fanatic since i was Swimmin' in the ******* the Mack Attack/
hittin' all your perspectives
im takin' out all the Primitives/
in the Rap Game Shoot ya Stick
try again my- Flows erected as a ****/
in between ***** *****
so take Chance it ya Want/
Watch the gun taunt
in ya Face  a sad Disgrace/
Slappin' a new taste
in ya Mouth i Dropped it
my Style can't be Competed
you Obsoleted
i'm Makin Profits the Funk Baby!!!!


Many Emcees sweet as a KitKats
so cut the Chit Chat/
cuz im bout to Splatter their careers into pieces
Gotthem Envisionin' Doubles
like Noah i Told ya
the Tru Soldier Rollin' Dogia/
marchin' to the Beat with my Vocal
a Tru Loco/
when i'm sippin E & J **** an Airplay pinin' Indo/
playin' suckas close like who's holdin' the most/
weight? Pushin' rhymes like weights
Loots stay Connected like freight Train Crates/i Dominate from all states
that's why they Call Me All-State/
but ya Ain't in Good Hands
-tryna Step to the Big Man
keep u heated galore like Afghanistan gettin' in that *** like Sand/
so take Stand and a Bow cuz im the Prowl/
for that Number One Slot
ya rhymes loose as Jar Jelly
**** what the critics tell me
"Mr Big Stuff" girls call me "Heavy D"
From then shaft that lays between me
the Funk Baby!!!
70s funk soul poetry real hip hop southern *****
Michael W Noland Aug 2012
another
smothered lover
in the Hollywood hills
unbag the bottle
crack the seal
oh the appeal
of intake
for the sake
of intoxication
so meek and unique
in gurgled screams
a pixie in the hand of a king
compelled
to discretely
capture the beauty
in eternity
expelled
i just felt
i had to nest a shell
and befell
clearing her residual
flirtatious signals
even in the squirms
and even in the squeals
even though i know
she yearns
to be hooked by her gills
dragged through landfills
in a projected field
where she would yield
and kiss me.
i'm gonna pretend
to love her
as i tenderly
shove her
in the river
of our love
take her under
my loving thunder
and plunder her
when drugged
dazed in her wonder
i hold her under
from above
if only for a moment
we locked eyes in love
she fit me like glove
remnants
disposed of
in a rug
posed so beautifully
for the smack
hack and rip
one pretty *****
dumped
in an irrigation ditch
triumphed
our wordless
relationship
its over *****
move on with it
in the mouths
of varmints
oh
charming
as im clicking *****
on key chains
sticking misfits
with loose lips
usually homeless
decoys
here to destroy
nothing
in my twisted ploy
to employ
maximum points
conjoint
my addictive anger
to something a little stranger
im going to dangle
her entrails
in front of her eyes
while i'm bangin her
shes looking so surprised
from every camera angle
the mangled *******
what a lamo
hypnotized
in the passing of life
in the
blood
the ***
the ****
and the knife
Lora Lee Dec 2016
Please.
Avert thy gaze
lest you want me
to place my eyes
    upon your very soul
           ******* you down
                 to the sparks
             in your bones    
Stripped bare,
      your cells will unravel,
           the very tectonic plates
                              of your being
       shifting and tripping
under
           the ripe dew of my lashes
Please, do not spread your
silken milky way
of treasures,
all of your precious jewels
exposed to the light
of the darkest night
in mysterious pleasures
For they will reflect
in the blues of my retinas
You will be speechless
for the lack of need
                        for words
I will only handle them
               with utmost care
unless, of course
you want it rough
    and flung out into the ether
           dashed upon rocks of our
                                      liquid beings
                                           in the mewing
                                   writhing wild
                 of the dark hours
And I
will take the delicacy
of your petalsilk
and ****** it into
planes of healing
It might hurt,
just by pure release of pain
but I will rock you
after your skin has
sloughed off
to reveal earthen wombs
and ***** and scars
that are only made of the
           fibers of our stars
I will rock your
            tender vibrations
                          until your very soul
                               quakes and crumbles
                   trembling into the bright
      the exposure of darkness
mixed together with light
So let me
gather you up
into the fragile sinews
of my very layers
of flesh
          of heartstrings
                          of broken
                                  and holy
                       incantations
let me pull you to me
in a whirlwind
of sacred and
blushing
          spells
that roll, like
silent thunder
into the potency
     of night
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DG4lYxX5FQ4
Mateuš Conrad Aug 2016
you know, ego-tripping is one thing,
but tackling religious affairs is an another high
altogether, there's no involved involved,
not enough phonetic encoding,
people made more from the New Testament
than they did of Heidegger's being and time,
wait... i might just squeeze in seeing the light.
i see the light almost every night,
and i'm not even a physician,
i'm not awe inspired with all these facts
hanging about, hard to practice philosophy these days,
it an instilled bewilderment having to
placebo ignorance for that spark, original ******.
it was never about giving a ******* an ******
at £110 an hour without faking it,
god it hurt her, hurt her for enjoying her professions,
******* **** just got relegated....
after her ****** and kissing her hand
she just just the owl's ouch... it's hard to get a *******
to enjoy her work, every time i pull my *******
back and pretend to be all Jewry -
of course i'm not really enjoying it, but she is...
you get the picture, a ******* having pleasure
on her working hour while the 100th **** comes
to grease a beginning of the day song;
i payed extra to perform oral *** on them...
you think i stashed my tongue into a ******?
i prefer rare steaks; or *****.

now the confusing bit...
i was born in a zeitgeist that needs revision,
a book published in 1953 by a Swiss psychiatrist
did nothing to postpone the uncovering of
the Antichrist, simply sped up discovering
anti-matter, Nietzsche, as the Polish proverb
states: silent rivers being silent increase the girth...
we know the Antichrist himself stated lived...
hence the zeitgeist.... the pop culture of
the event, i was born into this *******;
and if i didn't go to a Catholic school i'd write
you a piece about how romantically complicated
really was. there's on problem, i'm telling you this
straight from a donkey's gob slobbering -
it's confusing reading Nietzsche then reading
C.G Jung's 1953 published book entitled
answer to Job - it really is, given popular culture's
hopes entitled: plagiarism.
the book involves another diabolical figure
in the arithmetic - the Paraclete -
and boy isn't he the diabolical figure -
he's the good bad bad guy - the Paraclete and the Antichrist
are almost synonyms -
all our pop culture is worthless when Jung dismisses
the farsighted identification of the Antichrist -
it was Nietzsche... why are so any people trying
to imitate given the 21st century? well, not so much
these days, but those born in the 20th century still feel
the effective remnants taking effect -
the Paraclete is no less diabolical than the Antichrist -
we're talking the heresy of modern philosophers
who said that the holy spirit isn't a person but a community
but then pops up the Paraclete...
the lost pluralism of the holy ghost ends up
with a plurality of the false prophets - gamblers -
also a community - not many people have heard the term
Paraclete, they might have spotted a dove with laurel leaves
in Sicily - but nothing more.
Israel by current football scores is still part of Europe
and not part of America... Beitar Jerusalem F.C. and
Maccabi Tel Aviv F.C. - i wasn't asking, the Jews
really want the revival of the Roman empire
with a resurrection of the zealots and sadducees...
believe me, the plurality of the holy spirit personified
into the Paraclete is what Nietzsche did with
gluing together the conglomerate of false prophets
into his t.n.t. maxim of exhaustion... writing maxims
will exhaust you, until you write a bombshell and it's true.
so Jung's answer to Job is kinda paradoxical in
the years that built up a culture of anti -
toward a dyslexic citation of a quote:
since he is the third person of the deity, this is as much
as to say that god will be begotten in the cruelty of man;
originally it was the creaturely man, i.e, not the
creative man, not the ingenious man,
created that begot not creativity but indolence...
i told you you the Paraclete was a diabolic concept
akin to the Antichrist, given that it was hidden and never
stated in the "holy" gospels... the Antichrist was at least
stated in the book of Revelation... the Paraclete
ensuring the holy ghost was personified also meant
a bridge between the polygamy of prophesies in the false
prophet unanimity of suggested prophets -
but only when reading Nietzsche and then reading Jung
and then looking at our current sub- or culture -
but why was it ever a testimony of something holy?
after all, holy was intended for a dove with a laurel leaf
while John baptised -
in terms of sacredness and holiness i itemise to identify
something holy as having not indebtedness to words,
to meanings... by dove i concern myself with sounds,
knocking on doors, meaningless we also achieve yet still
comprehend with onomatopoeia(s)... the coo the coo,
the feline monkish purr - by holy i also invoke
untouchable, or in the doctrine of the Antichrist,
the chandala (of the Indian caste system) -
it's just become too pop and too imitable to hide the concerns
that Jung might have had - animals are ultra-chandala -
but i'm sure you haven't heard of a loss of a Christian
community committing itself toward the personification
of the Holy Ghost as known by the noun Paraclete -
but it's happening...  urbanity coupled with globalisation
and the pristine English village...
it makes no sense to read Jung as if intending to find the identity
of the Antichrist (i went to a faith school, the vocabulary
intended for priests is like ****** to me, get me off my high
i'll bunch up your ******* with a bouquet and punch
it until it looks like autumn - 6ft1 and 115kg... you think
i wouldn't? wanna try?).
i have no message: you are gods, beyond-man and above-angel...
given your little recording of personal matters,
i think you are in a cognitive slaughterhouse -
i have no message to make you gods... you're below animals...
as sad as it sounds, animals don't have selfie-sticks at
museums... gods that admire animals and hope for
the proper jokes from animals... that son of God really
did trick you to believe yourself ~omnipotent but returning
for jokes among dogs playing pianos and trying out
the soprano... the godly third of the unholy trinity is there,
the diabolical third of the holy trinity is also there...
funny how the Third ***** gets cultural attention
and artistic sympathy with bands like Hanzel und Gretyl -
and how modern man takes depression so seriously while
the holocaust survivors almost laugh with helium implosions.
well, you know, culture built on algebraic fractions...
Islam made simple waiting for a nibbling:
or as they say in England about the stabbing in Russel Sq.,
psychiatric problems are our smoke-cover,
better call the Norwegian-Somali outright mad
so we can keep up the proper P.R. tactic -
the English were always like that, esp. with a Muslim
mayor of London - P.C. thorough... as France said:
you find two people buggering in a Niqab you're not
watching five-blind-men touching up an elephant...
******* *******... it was a terrorist attack but
to keep communities united psychiatrists were
invested in to make up some *******.
Matadi Jul 2018
The struggle is real
So I've been told
The homie told me yesterday
Licks had to be made
eating with our enemies
sleeping with the Devil
But, Expect them not to be evil
Broke ***** on the strip
Gay Brothas Suckin ****
**** ***** licking *****
***** is you really gay
Or need a sponsor for your ******* kid
Now tell me aint that some ****
Everybody wanna be sucka free
so we say the sweet lovers just thirsty
the dog nighas Got flex game see
Pipe it up , Shut it down, Light it up
Smoking loud in big crowds
Crazy girls and wild ******
Broke ******* styling and profiling
Living in hotels and wiling
For that dolla , she'll let you holla , hit and even spit
Kwanele Apr 2015
Minds numb
******* throbbing
Monotony then the beat drops
Euphoria, eating away at her core, the love she holds in her aching heart penetrating through her achingwalls, ***** click, speak to me in your mother tongue,
African queen , not just any ******* queen
With clicking tongues tell me you're life's story and for that I then would be granted the pleasure of just simply eating away at her *****, for ***** sake.
Marijuana induced
Pretty ***** too
I missed her? Yes
Please use caution in reading.  If you are easily offended *******, don't even begin to read.*


first there was one that turned to three
indeed their swill does give a thrill
If you can't laugh
Then dear don't read
For these three are a gas
As they sit upon their *****

"banana-****, pindick, ******-mouth and *******"
"Mucktub, shitswill, tittledick and ****-flocker"
"pencil ****, turtle ***, and *******"

All of these one by one
all in jest
all in fun

Some get offended
Righteously indignant
Cries of outrage
Forever judged nitwits

"****, *****, twits, *****, and tricks"
"farts, *****, monkeys, and cream"
"nut-nurse, wet-nurse, and cursed ****"

Words of fun and pun
Things that make one laugh and squeal
Those that spit out this swill
Are surely needing some soap to chill

"*******, trichdick, drippingmonkey"
"clicksucker, buttflucker, hosesucker"
"*******, bladdermouth, cumquat"

Which of these do describe the three
As they spill their load
On each page of our woes

An ode to the three
Keep on your spree
I myself enjoy thee..............
Wish only that I could be as funny

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You're a beauty and I want to commit
A gorgeous RV and I want to be inside of it
Talk about camping
Forget the old, in with the new
I'd try to cook her beef stew
Cause she's a film and I want to be her crew
Her private assistant
There in an instant
Don't be too distant
I want to make sure you're safe
I try to take down all the wraiths
That try to make you change your faith
I love all of you and I want someone who gets me for me
I'm an emotional guy but that's just another reason why
You should commit too
***** are lit
I hope I can be the best of it
I want you to feel dizzy with pleasure
And dizzy in security and joy
******* isn't everything but we both like it and I want to deliver
No more disatisified women
They go through enough crap
Us guys are here to make them happy after a long day at work and dealing with things when shouldn't have to deal with but society makes them go through it
I'm your biggest fan, girl
I wear you on my chest
Because you own my heart
It beats for you
Michael W Noland Nov 2013
.
Sometimes I've had about enough
All these ******* buttercups

Puckering up
At the first scent of gruff

It's disruptive
To my mustering

I mean

Must we
Smother trouble out of ****

Must we malfunction
Into a skit

A script

Skipp-ed
To laugh tracks

Pre-writ
Until the last laughs

Where the curtains close
To fading claps

All the cards
Are all on the floor

Little adorable torturers

Peering through the doors
Afforded by our tor-mentors

Over it
We will get

Even get on with it

Cuz all of this
This is that and that is this

Is ******* ridiculous
Is worthless

It is foulness in its stench
The bowels of our regret

Unkempt and ******
It's ******* soaked in ****

Where the credits never roll
And the patrons only stroll
On outta here for a beer
And a night on the town

And all this

Flapping of the gums
And slathering of spit

Is glossing over my ****
And it's all we will ever get

If we would just submit

Wipe the sand from our *****
And remove the ******* sticks

We might find
We have loosened up a bit

Just don't be such a little *****
And other inflammatory ****


[That's it]
Big Virge Dec 2019
Censor Him CENSOR HIM … !!!!
  
He's Sounding Like A TERRORIST … !!!!!
  
"Why, because I use my mind,
when writing rhymes and poetry scripts ?"
  
Has The World Now Come To THIS … ?!!!?
Or … Is This How It's ALWAYS BEEN … !!?!!
  
By This I Mean … Invisible Teams Who Now Walk Streets …
And YES You've Guessed ... Are The CENSORSHIP Police … !!!
  
"Excuse me sir, you can't do that !"
  
"Listen man, you need to relax !
You can't censor me, for having a crap !"
  
"Keep quiet sir, don't answer back !
What's that resting on your lap ?"
  
"You told me not to answer back ?
So now my lips are gonna stay zipped !
Eh, What are you doing with my **** ?
I'm not that way, keep your hands in your pockets !"
  
"Put your hands behind your back !
We're arresting you, and that is that !"
  
"Why, because you didn't get a lick !"
  
"For being homophobic, and for too much lip !"
  
So What's The Role of … " Censorship " … ?
  
Is it MIND CONTROL To MOULD LOST Souls … ?
The Truth Is Folks ... I Just DON'T KNOW … !?!
  
That's Why My Quotes Now Employ JOKES … !!!!!!!
  
NOT TO OFFEND But To Suggest ...
Our Freedom Fight May NEVER End … !?!
  
"We've heard about you, aren't you, Big Virge ?
The words you use, we've long observed,
and now young man, are gonna be curbed !"
  
"Don't be absurd, they're only words !"
  
"Oh, haven't you heard ?
We can confirm, due to your scripts,
you're suspected of being a terrorist !
You speak on that, and speak on, this,
and, have a lot of hair, so, must be a Muslim !"
  
"So, you must be, New Age Racists !
Don't you people, ever quit !!!
I may be black, but, trust me man !
I want unity, for all humans !"
  
"Sorry son, we've CENSORED that !"  
  
"I'm saying though man,
now you sound like Uncle Sam,
or, Uncle George, who's now adored ?
but, just before I wage that war,
How far can I go, Guantanamo ?
Now, hold on bro, that was just a joke !
OH NO OH NO, i'm such a dope !"
  
"Here you go sir !
Ball, chain and rope, bend over sir !"
  
"But, I don't want soap !"
  
"You'll do as you're told, or pay a toll !"
  
"PLEASE DON'T OH NO !
Should of kept my quotes, stuck in my throat !"
  
"Open up son, and now lick this !"
  
"The only things I lick are ******* and ***** !
Oh, me and my lips, need to keep them zipped,
before I face, more censorship !"
  
"Excuse me Virge, that's not quite it !
They now want to censor, how you think !"
  
"You're NOT SERIOUS, that's ridiculous !
Has it come to this, I need a drink !"
  
DON'T THINK About THAT !!!
DON'T THINK About THIS !!!
From Now On Kids …
DON'T THINK Or Write Scripts !!!
  
No Wonder They've Been Clone Testing … ???
Out There In The …. " OUTER RIM " …. !!!!!
  
Well This AIN'T … " Star Wars " … !!!
And That's For SURE … !!!
  
ACTUALLY It Might Just Be … ?
The EMPIRE's Running The … " Poetry Scene " … !!!
  
Darkness Shrouds … " Freedom of Speech " … !!!
  
"I cannot face my destiny !"
  
"Virge, my son, you are The One !
You must face those, censoring your stuff !"
  
"But, Yoda please, what do you mean ?"
  
"Those who keep, your prose unseen !"
  
"But they ignore me, almost every week
and did this when, they had the attention of the BBC !"
  
"Your time will come !
You cannot run from poetry !
because it is, Your DESTINY !"
  
"How can this be when being FREE,
is a fallacy, and nothing more than a pipe dream !"
  
Well …
  
Those Before Me Have Faced These Tests …
And Tried Their Best ... Time And AGAIN … !!!!!
  
I Hope Like Them I've Been God Blessed …  
Because This Time Round What NOW Surrounds ...
May Well PRESENT … Humanity's END ... !!!!!!
  
Once Again We Fight For Civil Rights … ?!?
And FREEDOM To SPEAK On ... Whatever WE LIKE … !!!
  
EVEN AT An ... " OPEN Mic " … ?!?

Somehow That ... Does NOT Seem Right … ?
  
Well TRUST In This ... I'll NEVER QUIT …
Even If ... My Lips Are ZIPPED … !!!!!
  
I'll Use My Pen And Write Poems …
And Use My Scripts …
  
To ... FIGHT AGAINST ...
  
... " CENSORSHIP  " … !!!!!
I never believed in censorship, and now I believe in the right to freedom of speech. more than I ever did !
Gigi Tiji Oct 2015
i,
I
am real
my gender is real
my sexuality is real
despite everything and everyone telling me that they're not —
I am real as ****.

Maybe that's why you're confused by me.

Maybe it's because you're used to a resolution that's less than 8-bit.
Maybe it's because you're used to a pixelated existence.
Maybe it's because all that you can compute
are 0s and 1s.
***** and *****
lips and *****

Maybe that's why you're afraid of me.

Because you're afraid of what you're going to see in high resolution.
Because you're afraid to see exactly what you've been missing out on.
Becuase I'm not coded in binary, hexadecimal, Base32 or 64,
but Base∞

and I code myself in a language
that I am constantly learning
and creating simultaneously,
let's have an interesting conversation

...supurfluous, unnecessary, confusing...
words spoken by the able, the unwilling
to take a closer look at my pupils —
dilating in high definition.

In fact, the definition is so high
that you'll have climb from my genitals
all the way up into my heart to see me for who I am.

Yes, I realize that binary is necessary for the basis of computation.

But we're past that now.
We don't only have ifs and thens.
We've got ands, ors, buts, maybes, sometimes, always, and nevers.

We've got infinities.
We've got forevers.
Edna Sweetlove Apr 2015
A "Barry Hodges" poem*

I met this fat **** in a pub one day
Jesus, but she was a horrid sight,
She asked me if I was straight or gay
And would I like to kip with her that night?
I asked her how much she would cough
For a night of love with a chap like me
And the cow said I could **** right off
She wouldn't pay a copper coin for me.
It just shows even ugly ***** have their pride
And so there's hope for each and every one;
But if they won't pay cash for a good hard ride
They can go home and tweak their ***** alone.
The United States on many levels is a messy affair. Often this plays towards its strengths - a heterogeneous glob of skin colors, backgrounds, opinions, personalities, and characters over the past 240 years has helped shape a cultural, political and economic haphazard semi-benevolent, oft-belligerent empire not seen on this planet before its creation.

We would be idiotic to think that these past two centuries, and nearly a half, have been without some outstanding contradictions. We could pornagraphicly chart how glorious words from the Declaration of Independence have been ******, again and again, including “all men are created equal” and how people have the right to “throw off such Government[s], and to provide new Guards for their future security” when such governments do not serve the will of the people.

We could start with how a great portion of the founding fathers were slave holders, then we could move onto less touchy subjects like most were rich and all were white (and had penises). Sure, we could write that stuff off - you know - the times, the course of history, blah, blah, blah. And all that is true. America has had its Frederick Douglass, its Martin Luther King, its Sacagawea, and Chief what's-his-name, along with all those famous Latinos and Asians they teach us about in grade school we remember so well.

But then, we turn towards those other two hundred odd years where the United States’ culture and politics hung black men and women from trees like strange fruit or burned them alive atop hateful lumber, committed genocide against Native Americans and buffalos with guns and blankets, while also overtly and covertly murdered and overthrew leaders and regimes in Latin America, Asia and the Middle East for resources, power, and influence. Then there was that whole thing where we herded Japanese people into pig pens before we massacred somewhere around 200,000 of them on some island in the pacific with big bombs we had immigrants create for us. To be fair, they started it.

We could write that stuff off - you know - the times, the course of history, blah, blah, blah. And that’s true.

Lean in a bit more and you’ll smell a bit more sweaty *******. Pull yourself up by your bootstraps kinda stuff.  Just like how the current President started off with nothing but a multimillion dollar loan from his daddy to kick off his economic empire. Just like how anyone can succeed in America as long as you work hard, which is why minorities in this country control a majority of multinational corporations, hold a majority in both the Senate and House of Representatives and why every white kid in America grows up aspiring to be either Black or Latino because their parents say “it's for the best.” Just like how America has the best health care, that’s why America has the lowest infant mortality rate and the healthiest people who never ****** each other with 2nd Amendment guns or commit suicide after killing their families or classmates.

Are you writing this down? I am.

Perhaps we could turn to ourselves (I’ll play the overly judgmental overlord who doesn’t give a **** about your feelings or my own personal hypocrisy) ready? How about the shallow puddle of desire we hold in our hands that we mindlessly scroll through and tap and caress and coddle and cling to like an obsessed sociopath? That thing that connects us but deletes us from the here and now? That thing that traps us into a circle of impersonations of ourselves?

Hold your head just this way, smile just like that, clench the jaw just so, a little less cleavage, a little more flex and tuck, bribe the kid for a smile  and - SELFIE! I am a happy, successful, wealthy, witty, charming, sassy, badass ******* genius party hound, bound for success and glory and please like this post or photo or confession or rant or meaningless comment about my mundane life. I need to stay connected.

Let’s drop the phone. I’m still the overlording hypocrite. How about we talk about the polished mirror we strap to our heads by leather, stick, and string and leave dangling before our every step and twinkling eye? We ***** and moan about the drive to work, the long flight, the uppity moronic ******* at the office. On the other side of the mirror a drone strike just killed a mother’s son. Did you vote, do you care? We bemoan the ****** pay and mindless work we’re given in a corporate service driven economy lorded over by overpaid ******. Move the mirror and look in the distance, a dictator just mass murdered his own people. We wallow in self-pity, no one sees our potential, our worth. At the stoplight downtown, hold the gaze of your fellow American asking for a buck - what’s he worth? What’s yours and why?

Okay, how about this? We stroke the ***** and ***** of our own deflated morality by inflating the stupidity of others. Mr. Jones lost his job and slept with a woman not his wife - oh, my. Mrs. Jones chopped off his ****, how unladylike - oh, my. This might be where we avoid the mirror we’ve strapped to our heads by stick and string. I’d never do that, never done anything like it. He deserves what he got and she’s off to the psych ward for sure. Yet, we guzzle down the *** of lurid stories steeped in “other” people's faults. We’re all in the **** video now, and everyone’s acting *****.

Let’s not pretend anymore. Humanity is America and America is messy and often ugly. But there, in the chaos, gleams an oxymoronic hope to do better. To be better. I am as small as my mistakes and shortcomings but as towering as my dreams and ideals. We cannot change or erase our past stupidity, but we can be so much more tomorrow. I want to be an empire of hope, a mountain of kindness, a river of acceptance, a field of peace. A good father to my daughters, a loving partner to my wife. A man that lives.

Let's not write that future off as blah, blah, blah.
Everywhere you go
You see the same hoes
Throwing up deuce signs
And showing bra and ***** holes
*** shots galore
Posing on the floor
By an opened door
Thinking they a star
When they average joes
Hoes come in many fashions
No color bashing just blasting
All these fakes
Sitting on social media
Ain't got nothing in they names
But an account
And few followers for the fame
Internet celebrities
At best they say I'm hatin?
How humpty you getting played see
By the industry
Thinking you a women
But really a ***** day n night
Like Al B Sure
Don't get upset with me
Cuz of the choices you
Made in society in reality
Real women seek goals
And girls seek attention
So break that spiritual prism
You mored fused than a religions
Mixed with a bunch of ***** n *****
And at they same time
You at church making confessions n ****
Bet you thinking God smilin cuz of yo wilding
Sit down darling you startling
My words be sticking you like Marlin
Pardon me
I can't help but to expose the truth
Light upon the darkness
Grazin yo temples
Stop being simple and replica of Thot Central
Pow!!!
Look up in the sky the Heavens
Pouring Out Hells Blessin'
We cursed and we stressin' guessin'

Who the enemies is but look around
All around us the demons lurking
Fools minds is twerking jerking

Can't *** with **** Cuz we so Wicked
Desperate for a meal ticket
We gotta keep our family feed
Look into the book life for my daily bread Prayers said but I feels like it's all dead
Since slavery left us in dread
Bunch of bloodshed
News media newspapers head

Line talkin about the worst Is yet to come Some
Get it some don't admit it ya *******
Most over did it
Playin' for.drug sells destined for jail
But can't get acquitted

Or No bail no love from the courts
Cuz they makin' profits off sales
Our ***** ain't catchin' on
Sprinkle ya past the break of dawn to the early morn
Peepin' watchin' for 65s creepin'
Mental seapin' from knowledge
That stabbed on my conscious
Sick of the silly nonsense I'm intense
Blunt sessions immense common sense

Is lackin' nigguh is slackin'
Now I'm all for my.peeps but not pro-blackin'
Cuz nigguhs quick to sell.u out for a buck
Then back.on the corner saying they wish
You wasn't stuck
In the system when they could have helped

But the hood slogans with
No snitchin'
Tryna hold down a hood they ain't even
Gettin' a commission
in your name learn the rules to the game
Nigguh the deadliest move in silence
Invoke violence

Without presence of being shown
Corporate America Owns
The hoods and we fall victim to there stupidity off stupidity
Ignorance self hatred insecurity as validity I.pity
These ******' critics hypocrites
NAACP suckin' white supremacy **** get off the *****
***** before I hit

the switch brain shocker
Shut down malfunction
Now society's in a rage get the twelve Guage
Cuz I refuse to be slave and I'll pave
A way even if I gotta die from.from.the words that I say

Take heed I know I was cursed from my seed Indeed
Deaths come for everyone
but I'll ****** that ***** with my shot gun

I ain't scared fool
As I sip on the henny hit the blunts slow
Meditate my minds circlin'
Playin' tricks who's that peepin' in my window
Pow!!!!!
call me ghost buster
cuz im bustin at haters til they ghost smoke the most make a toast
to the houston heat holders
in texas we play hold em fold em
then hit cha with a texas two steps guns in prep we go for the reps
til its nothing left
body bruised as my fist cruise
to ya jaw disconnected now reconnected
from the chiropractor
thats what ya get for playin a gangsta actor
run through rhymes like a tractor factor
to the game plugged into my veins
got hip hop growing insane
cuz yosef delivers than the pain
worse than cheap *******
in yo brain
uh i got black ice sittin' nice
haters get yo head spliced sliced
like wires soon to retire body expire
as bring more heat then a dryer respect the sire
embrace higher
learning from books that  i read
now the art of war aint dead
skipped over the feds never sleep in the same bed
cuz i got bread to make uh im a baker like anita baker
give ya the best that i got
i like to tote glocks poppin shots throwin back shots
of liquor turns me evil quicker
see a bad chick then a **** her hit with the tongue twista
eargasm to back spasm
ya know yo gotsa to have em
uh at least a different chick
for everyday no parlay
we gettin ***** down to the nitty gritty never ******
fools talkin itty bitty
they sweeter than hello kitty i pity
the fool like mr t ya see me ya better believe its beef
i keep it smokin' like hot kettles
pushin' hot metals
til ya cranium falls like rose peddles dont meddle
in yosefs **** unless ya face a casket though a ghetto *******
through the life of crimes ya know that im
a hundred percent with my skills
one eighty seven once i touch the mic it chills
below zero violent hero got rhymes like k'rino
peeps say i rocking too fast
but they just slow
feel the adrenaline rush
as i tote this cannibus yo its a must as i bust
through the scene like a dope fiend
lookin' for that last hit kind of drastic
so dudes rub ya *****
n chicks rub ya *****
slow grinding to my **** cuz of the way i spit
ya find me bonin' sally in the alley as I add another to my tally
******' hip hop ever since she developed ***** uh
Wake up in the morning 
Ready, I get. 
Beautiful I look.
Set, I go. 
Thinking to myself is it love or a business deal...

I look at him with eyes that are scared to blink. 
Kiss on the cheek, he gives. 
Fake smile he throws.
Floating words he utters. 
Fucken lies he tells. 
Thinking to myself is it a business deal or love...

Plumpy I look, 
Lovely I speak. 
But scared is my heart 
And lost am I. 
Thinking to myself is it love or a business deal...

Rich, is he.
Poor am I. 
Painted he looks,
Crooked is his smile. 
Money he throws,
Money I catch. 
Diamonds he gives,
Crystal I wear.
Dull is the mood 
And Gloomy are we. 
Closed is his heart, 
Beating fast is mine. 
Thinking to myself is it a business deal or love...

In his house we arrive 
The main door closes. 
Romes around the house
Curtains he rolls down
Dim are the lights. 
In his room we go
Carefully he lays me down
Slowly he kisses me 
Gently he touches me...
Softly he taps my *****
Turned on is he
Rough he throws me 
Hard he *****
me.
Thinking to myself is it love or a business deal...

Satisfied is he !!
Horrible I feel!!
Shallow I look!!
Shaking are my legs and cold are my thighs. 
Disgusted I look!!
Sick I feel!! 
Ashamed am I. 
Glowing is he, 
Truly he smiles. 
HE HAS DONE HIS BUSINESS!!!
Cold is my heart,
Lovely he speaks. 
Shut is my mouth. 
Warm is the mood. 
HE HAS DONE HIS BUSINESS!!!
Thinking to myself was it a business deal or love...

Resentful am I towards a man,
Afraid is my heart to love, 
Dubious am I to trust. 
Depressed am I behind closed doors, 
Ugly is my reflection in the mirror.
Death is what I want to achieve, 
Suicide I attempt
Knowing it was a business deal
Fake love he perceived.
Torn apart am I,
Broken is my heart...
HE HAS DONE HIS BUSINESS...
Pow!!!
Look up in the sky the Heavens
Pouring Out Hells Blessin'
We cursed and we stressin' guessin'
Who the enemies is but look around
All around us the demons lurking
Fools minds is twerking jerking
Can't *** with **** Cuz we so Wicked
Desperate for a meal ticket
We gotta keep our family feed
Look into the book life for my daily bread Prayers said but I feels like it's all dead
Since slavery left us in dread
Bunch of bloodshed
News media newspapers head
Line talkin about the worst Is yet to come Some
Get it some don't admit it ya *******
Most over did it
Playin' for.drug sells destined for jail
But can't get acquitted
Or No bail no love from the courts
Cuz they makin' profits off sales
Our ***** ain't catchin' on
Sprinkle ya past the break of dawn to the early morn
Peepin' watchin' for 65s creepin'
Mental seapin' from knowledge
That stabbed on my conscious
Sick of the silly nonsense I'm intense
Blunt sessions immense common sense
Is lackin' nigguh is slackin'
Now I'm all for my.peeps but not pro-blackin'
Cuz nigguhs quick to sell.u out for a buck
Then back.on the corner saying they wish
You wasn't stuck
In the system when they could have helped
But the hood slogans with
No snitchin'
Tryna hold down a hood they ain't even
Gettin' a commission
in your name learn the rules to the game
Nigguh the deadliest move in silence
Invoke violence
Without presence of being shown
Corporate America Owns
The hoods and we fall victim to there stupidity off stupidity
Ignorance self hatred insecurity as validity
I.pity
These ******' critics hypocrites
NAACP suckin' white supremacy **** get off the *****
***** before I hit the switch brain shocker
Shut down malfunction
Now society's in a rage get the twelve Guage
Cuz I refuse to be slave and I'll pave
A way even if I gotta die from.from.the words that I say
Take heed I know I was cursed from my seed
Indeed
Deaths come for everyone but I'll ****** that ***** with my shot gun
I ain't scared fool
As I sip on the henny hit the blunts slow
Meditate my minds circlin'
Playin' tricks who's that peepin' in my window
Pow!!!!!
Alexander Coy Nov 2016
***** posture,
this lady, hunched
over behind the counter
tapping at buttons,
clicks and whistles,
***** and pistols

we go bang, bang, bang
on, in and around one
another

and she's there, ringing
up products, pointing
at slideshow menus

which one is
perfect for an Atkins
diet, "The Carb-o-tastic"
she says with a mild grin

she's being sarcastic,
but no one can tell;
these days our eyes hide
behind screens, brightness
on auto-pilot, the human
race pseudo-connected

come one, this table is empty,
come all, i'm free and a loosey
goosey

the windows wiped
down, heads turned
at a ninety degree angle

appetites like magnets
directed towards red
apples

this garden of Eden
used to be the refuge
for graceful angels

now it's all in ruins,

uprooted and discarded
like ***** napkins

she coughs and signals
her youngest daughter in

and tells her to mop the floor

some ******* spilled
a full cup of tomato soup

and didn't bother to
clean it up themselves
Big Virge Dec 2020
Okay Now Kids...
Yup... Here It Is... !!!

That Spoken Word... " ish' "...
Mister Big Virge Brings... !!!

Rhythmic... Cryptic Fit When It Flows...
To Equip Music And Notes I Quote...

With Vibes That INVITE...
Jazzy Styled Basslines...
... Hip Hop Inspired... !!!

So... NEVER Tired... !!!
Because Here It Is... !!!
Lyrical Scripts That Do BACKFLIPS... !!!!

When I Start To Twist...
My Words Like Chicks...
At The Olympics...
Doing... Gymnastics.... !!!

See Verse Like THIS...
Is That HOT SPIT... !!!!!

******* Like KINGS...
Who Spit Lyrics...
That Produce THOSE HITS... !!!!!

You Know The List...
Is Just..... TOO BIG...... !!!!!!

From Old Skool' Pros...
To Those Who GLOW With Modern Flows... !!!!!

Me... Well I GO...
Like A Poem I Wrote... !!!

DEEP Into Soul...
And HARD Drum Rolls... !!!

BELIEVE Boom Bap Befits My Raps...
Or... " Spoken Words "....
That REJECT.............. Curse... !!!!

UNLESS It Works...
Twerks' OUT of Jerks'... !!!!!
And Makes The Girls...
GYRATE Their Curves... !!!!!

Cos'... Here it is... !!!
Some Verse That Liks'...
More Than Their *****...
And... **** Bits... !!!!!

Yes... " Here It Is "...
Lyrics That Sit...
Just Like The Strings...
You Hear in This... !!!!!

See I'm Guiding The Guys...
Who Produce The Vibes...
That... Musically Ride...
Right By The Side of Verses I Rhyme...

That FEED WISE Minds...
With Words That CLIMB...

And... Touch THE SKY... !!!
When I Sit and write...
And FREE UP Lines...
That Come Daytime...
And YES At Night... !!!!

Because That's RIGHT...
I Am The Dark Knight of A Different Type...

Now That's The THIRD Time...
Within These Rhymes...

That I've Dropped Titles To My RECITALS...

That... Just Like THIS...
Are Lyrically SICK...
And Oiled To Be Slick... !!!

Check Out The Mix...
of Lyrical Tricks And Sweet Music...

Because The Truth Is THIS...

When It Comes To Lyrics...
And Music That KICKS...

You Know The Score...
We Keep It... RAW... !!!

And RESIST Gimmicks... !!!
So That What We Give...
Is... Simply THIS... !!!

Yes... AUTHENTIC... !!!!!

So Don't... Dismiss..................................
The Scripts I Flip...
Cos' When It Comes To This Thing.......

That's Called... REALNESS...
Don't Look Any Further Because.....

" Here.... It.... IS "
Opening track from the album, " Virges World... Music & Verse Vol. 2 " ...

Listen Here : https://soundcloud.com/user-16569179/1-here-it-is-triple-e-mix?in=user-16569179/sets/more-virges-world-files
Big Virge Sep 2021
Now This Poem Is Steered...
Towards The Crazy Things...
That We See And Hear... !!!
  
From Women And Fellas...
Who Are Changing Their Genders...
  
To The Type Whose Agendas...
Prove That They're Pretenders...
When It Comes To... ***...
And Who They Like To Bed... !!!
  
I’ve Said It Before...
And I’ll Say It Again...
It Doesn't Seem Pure...
To Be Wanting Children...  
  
If SAME *** Movements...
Are What You Choose...
To Now DEFINE YOU... ?!?
  
Cos It’s Just CRAZY To Me... ?!?
To... TRULY BELIEVE...
That It’s A NATURAL Thing...
To... Claim To Want Kids...
  
If You Are A Man...
Who Likes To **** *****... ?!?
  
Or If You’re A Woman...
Who Loves LICKING *****... ?!?
  
Now To Me That’s... CRAZY... ?!?
  
But It’s What We Now See...
From Those In The Movies...
To Those We Now See...
On Our Flatscreen TV's  ... !!!
  
So These People CLEARLY...
Have ALWAYS Been Part of TV Teams...
That Work … BEHIND The Scenes... !!!
  
It Seems... LITERALLY... !!!
  
That’s Just A JOKE OKAY...
So Don’t Get Bent Out of Shape... !!!
  
Cos’ There Are CRAZY THINGS...
That Live In... DIFFERENT Skins... !!!
  
Like Men Who’ve Been Jailed...
Due To Charges of ****... !!!
Who Then MARRY The Chick...
Who ACCUSED THEM of It... !?!?!
  
Once They've Served Their Time...
For A SERIOUS Crime...
That They DIDN'T Commit... ?!?
  
And That’s A... REAL Thing...
Because I’ve Met A Man Who DID... !!!
  
Now Does That Seem Right... ?
Or Is That Just... CRAZY...

To MARRY... A Lady... ?!?
Who CHANGED Your Life...
Because of Telling LIES... ?!?
  
There Are TOO MANY Crimes...
To Now Write Within Rhymes... !!!
  
But Here Are … One Or Two...
That Prove That CRAZY MOVES...
Are Pulled By Youngsters Too... !!!
  
I’ve Recently Seen...
A Girl of... Nineteen...
  
Treat Her Own MOTHER... !?!
Like Some Kind of Lover...
Who'd Abused Her Trust...
So Then Figured She’d Shut...
And Then LOCK OUT Her Mom...
From Their Shared Apartment...
On Her Work Vacation In The Caribbean... ?!?
  
Because of... IGNORANCE... !!!
And Her Temper That Runs...
Within Her Like The ***...
That Bajans’ Drink For Fun... !!!
  
A Vision That STUNNED...
And Left Me Rather SHOCKED... !!!
  
To See That One SO YOUNG...
Could Act Like Who She Was...
Was GREATER Than The Lady...
Who Raised Her From A Baby... ?!?
  
To Me That’s JUST CRAZY... !?!
Because... To Put It PLAINLY...
  
If I’d EVER Shown...
... Such DISRESPECT... !!!
To One of My Parents...
Back In The Days...
When I Was Teenaged...
  
You’d NEVER of Read...
ANY Big Virge Poems... !!!!!!!!!
  
Because I’d Be DEAD... !!!
  
Due To The Punishment...
That Would of Knocked Some SENSE...  
... UPSIDE of My Head... !!!
  
Because Those Were The Days...
Where Disciplines REIGNED...
  
That Are Seen Today...
As... ABUSIVE Traits... !!!
Systems WON’T TOLERATE... !!!  
  
The Things That We See And Hear NOWADAYS...
Are Now FRYING BRAINS Cos’ They TRULY AMAZE... !!!
  
Like Hearing These CLAIMS...
That... Black Lives Matter... !!!
  
When It’s CLEAR That Some ARABS...
STILL SEE Blacks As... SLAVES... !!!
  
So Are QUICK To SHAME...
Any... Arab Babe...
Who Picks Some Dark Skin...
To... Truly Bind With...
  
Because They CLAIM...
  
That It Is FORBIDDEN...
Or The Word... “ HARAM “...
To Be Linking UP With...  
Any Man Whose Skin's DARK... !!!  
  
Because...
  
SLAVES Shouldn’t Be...
Part of Family Trees...
That Some Arabs See...
As Needing PURITY... !!!
  
Which Is TRULY CRAZY... ?!?
  
Cos’ When It Comes To DARK Breeds...
Their Philosophies Seem...
To Resemble... NAZIS... !?!
  
While Supremacist Teams...
See THEIR People As Weak... !!!
  
And EXTREMISTS They Deem...
To Be Those UNWORTHY...
of Seeing... UNITY...
  
When It Comes To White Crews...
of Supremacists... Who...
  
STILL HATE A DARK FACE...
Even In This NEW Age... ?!?
  
Where Black Lives Now MATTER...
Well... “ APPARENTLY “... ?!?
  
Which Is CLEARLY CRAZY... !?!
  
When You See How Police...
Treat Black People In Streets... !?!
  
So MANY FALLACIES...
That Are TRULY CRAZY... ?!?
Clearly Rule What We Deem...
To Be Our Human Breed...
  
Like The CLAIM That We're FREE...
To Air Our Views FREELY... !!!
  
UNLESS You Air Views...
That OFFEND Certain Groups...
Like The... LGBT... !!!
  
As Well As The Queers...
Who’ve Now Made It CLEAR...
That They Now EXPECT...
To Get Some RESPECT... !!!
  
For... WHO They Are... !!!
Or You’ll Face Being Charged...
With Crimes Now Designed...
To Keep Thinking IN LINE... !!!!!
  
With New Age Policies... !!!
  
Which We All Can Now See...
May Be Somewhat Off Key... !?!
  
When Opinions Can't Be...
Part of... SOCIETIES... ?!?
Or New Media Feeds... !?!
  
Which Is Why I Believe...
That A BACKLASH Is Coming......
Due To Things Being Steered...
Towards What's … Corruptive... !!!
  
That’s Stirring Up Things...
That May Well Prove To STING... !!!
  
Due To Falling Victim...
of Simply... OFFENDING... !?!
  
And The Things That We’ve Heard...
And Now Seen... APPEAR...
  
In....
  
“ The CRAZY Things That  
     We See And Hear ! “
We really do see some strange things in each other !
ConnectHook Jan 2019
Al Shabab having terrorist fits
while Nairobi is taking the hits.
An attack calculated
by gunmen, frustrated
for lack of Somalian *****...
Read all about it:
https://tinyurl.com/y7uxu8ac
i yam as peaceful as rolling rock
harmless toward even those who mocks
my appearance n follicular 50 plus shades of gray locks.

oye feel as important like first, second, third, fourth...banana
thus...please i yam gonna
try to forge a lifelong jimmy john james ah dah bond

   cuz an intuitive sense, u r like manna
thus ambition spurs me to wanna
do whatever in my pow wah.

aural, banal, carnal, feral, gonadal, hormonal...urges difficult to allay
to keep ***** drive at bay
on each and every single day
seriously thought to auction myself on eBay
this mwm living a life described as fey
though sunny skies, my libido reigns gray
would be thrilled to take a roll and romp within thee hay
and wonder if i could call you by the pet uni-****** name jai
in thee vernacular what most healthy guys endeavor to as a lay
which reply from yea hopefully the opposite of any sin a nim of nay
would that be okay
by the quay
today
or some night this feral primate could *** your way?

a pent up urge to ****** one or both wonderful womanly ****
introducing ye to mine little **** a doodle christened pete
found a quixotic whim to meet thru classified
   which offers a common way to meet
imagining the outcome of such of said delectable feat
but fearing the odds t'would be stacked way to high to generate beat.

yet if more than praise for citing me poetic talent doth well
more libidinal longings this humble not so long fellow could tell
and just maybe coax ye to bear thine chest for e'en just a spell
forsooth these to behold an apt comparison to a flesh born
   physiognomy portrayal of mountains tipped with *******
   and that balm in the cleavage of a wondrous dell.

this germane guy would be thrilled  
to give peaceful friendship or more
a chance desiring proper strokes o affection  
helping peppy perform his special dance
revealing moi fleshy stubby lance
thence allowing this slender guy
to remove his pantswhich scenario creates
a favorable pumping stanceaffecting you with a positive trance.

so...if drawn toward a boyish male  
of two score plus seventeen years of agewhose wardrobe oddly enough  
typically favor the color beige
with zebra like patriotic red, white and deep blue stripes  
evoking analogy of being housed like a foo fighting rat
in a cagethan respond to this introspective sagewhose will offer himself  
with negotiable legal - no fallacy - butta precious seminal wage.
so lettuce go fur zee gusto while i yam still able to trot
now, your noggin probably thoroughly mixed up
   and in your mind and even out loud, ja utter more'n !@#$ what!
  
pseudo nom de plume - scott matthews
tracfone ye kin only text
or email your carnal ville fantasy tuff flex.

this chap haint lawless nor "baad"
do not in the least presume this cyber surfer 2b a cad
in many ways, this nada so content married mister mom
   feels akin to being a single dad
who as a nonestablishmentarian shies away from any latest fad
would jump sky high leaping tall buildings
   in one bound and thus be extremely glad
to end laughably, hardly, and desultory marriage
   (with moi deux teenage lasses in tow)
   to find me own pad
and mebbe me girls would be sad
p'raps joost a tad.

a genuine passion arises within my sensitive real brave heart
which ***** purchased - on clearance - at wall mart
t'would very much like e'en an online friendship to start
thus ask ye to bee comb moi special sweet ****.

please lettuce explore ****** fun with this awesome cool dude
you cannot go wrong dear lass per beak
   combing a special "friend" toward this poet
   who tries his mother ******* best rarely to sprechen crude
and man can offer his attitude.

so...unsure if a small *** of cash persuade or tempt you
   to takes this ole (yet boyish looking) disgruntled marred buck  
visa vis discover if we both cluck
this little pecker of a beak
   would love to nibble imitating a duck
cuz in a nutshell dis mwm does really
   does wanna (pardon moi french) ****
please be the one to break this dry spell, and bring me luck
to affect ****** chords of ecstasy to pluck
argh  this dang marriage o moin does absolutely ****
driving into ye air lil parking lot my smallish truck.

anyway, i wanna so mooch touch
   n taste dem re: ***** lick kin naughty bits
especially the ones referred to as *****
where male genitalia near perfectly fits
rubbery and a bit tangy yet still tasty as buttered grits
from dis *** **** u late ted electrons
   dat go haywire with random hits
wetter day be big or little like pits
this guy alias raised on buckwheat and grits
wants to hit dat ****** n dislikes doze who quits
mail me a note - ideally a naked photo with ***, ***** and ****
and hoops to offer his gunny sack full of wisdom and wits.

this chap doth betcha ye got ample allure
n yar companionship would nada be ya bore
though getting 2 know someone = an arduously pleasant chore
especially if invited in2 their door
without getting stuck like eeyore
for...
so...If receptive 4 whatever fir fun galore
respond to the Magic Man of words nada bon joe v jure
TRACFONE NUMBER = 215--370--8929 to lure
my ear a table desires more
or
act our fantasies tum make a home run, touchdown or score.
Alexander Coy Nov 2016
After work
I come home from a
half hour bike ride;
I don't count
the miles,

why bother?

As I place my bike
against the bookshelf
I have yet to organize

I overhear people
in the kitchen;
loud like the engines
of trains on a sunny
day in Arkansas

They're talking
about *****,
the tips
of *****

nuts;

blurry waves
of cosmic notes
against the sheets
of empty space

This is what we do
with noise when
our brains
fill to the brim
with symbols,
concepts, ideas
and worries

Do we have
real control over
our tongues?

How they click
and cluck; lash
like bullwhips
against the back
our teeth

As though
they are in a hurry
to get our mouths
to turn the
thoughts into

daggers;

sling them wherever
and hope they
hit a target;

any target will do
Big Virge Sep 2021
Now What Snoop Expressed...
In His Song Was CORRECT... !!!
  
There Are Far Too Many PUNKS...
Out There DOING TOO MUCH... !!!
  
When It Comes To DRUGS...
And A Lot of OTHER Stuff... !!!
  
TOO MUCH of ANYTHING...
Is Really NOT A Good Thing... !!!
  
Well MAYBE...
With The EXCEPTION...
of Using BIG ERECTIONS...  
For SERIOUS ****** Sessions... !!!
  
Because It’s Clear That Most Men...
Can’t Get Enough ***...
And... Getting Head... !!!
  
As It Is For... Women...
When Their ***** Get Licked...
Until They’re SOAKING Wet... !!!
  
But TOO MUCH of THAT...
Can Sometimes Be BAD... !!!
  
If You DON’T PROTECT...
And Then Share Your Bed...
With PROMISCUOUS Heads...
Who DON’T Come CORRECT... !!!
  
When It Comes To The TRUTH...
About Their ****** Moves... !!!
  
So EVEN *** Can...
Be Something That’s TRAPS...
If You Do TOO MUCH... !!!
  
Just Ask These Young Guns...
Who Now Have ADDICTIONS...
To... *******... ?!?
  
Cos’ They Can’t Get Enough...
of **** That Is ROUGH... !!!
  
Just Like That Stuff...
That Is Now Called *****... !!!
  
But Moving Along... !!!
There’s TOO MUCH Going On...
That CLEARLY Is... WRONG... !?!
  
TOO MUCH ****** Abuse...
From Executives Who...
Seem To Think That It’s Cool...
To Pull... Coercive Moves... !!!
  
To Get To Use Their ****** Tools...
In Casting Rooms And Parties TOO... !!!
  
Well So It’s Said...
By These ACTRESSES...
  
Who Take TOO MUCH TIME...
To Bring These Things To Light... !!!
  
Because They Seem To FEAR...
... LOSING Their Careers... ?!?
  
There’s TOO MUCH Love...
For This MONEY DRUG...
Instead of What’s JUST... !!!
  
So Doing TOO MUCH...
Covers An... ABUNDANCE...
of... VARIOUS Things... !!!
  
From Things That STING...
To How We’re Now Living... !!!
  
Where TOO Much Is Being Done...
To Promote.......... Distance...
From The Ones Who We Love... !!!
  
And Now VACCINATIONS...
Are What’s Being SHOVED...
Into Our BLOOD...
So That We Can Give Hugs...
And Once Again Touch... ?!?
  
There’s TOO MUCH INDULGED...
That Needs To Be QUESTIONED... !!!
  
And TOO MUCH That’s Now Done...
That Is... INACCURATE... !!!
  
Because The PAPER CHASE...
Now CLEARLY DICTATES...
Most Peoples FATE...
And Their... Day To Day... !!!
  
So Feeds Scatty Brains...
And... DISARRAY... !!!
  
In Those Making CLAIMS...
That They’re Doing OKAY...
And Are Making Their Way...
In An... Organised Vein...  
  
An Organised... ILLUSION...
Is What They’re Confusing...
With DISCIPLINED Movements... !!!
  
Cos’ They Can’t Stay STILL...
For A Minute And CHILL... !!!
And Just STOP And THINK...
For A Few Minutes... !!!
  
There’s Too Much That’s Strange...
In Most Folks Nowadays... !!!
  
Could It Now Be Because...
of TOO MUCH Use of Tech... ?!?
  
Which Is Where I Will Let...
This Poem Now END... !!!
  
So Many New Trends...
Are Lacking Common Sense...

And TOO MANY Heads...
Are Now Trying To Defend...
Their Acts of NONSENSE... !!!
  
Which Is Why This Poem...
  
Is A SIMPLE One...
That... Just Like The Snoop Song...
  
Is Making THIS Statement...
  
If You CAN’T Control...
How Your Life Now Rolls...
Functions And Runs...  
  
It’s Pretty CLEAR That You...
  
Are Just.....
  
....... “ Doing TOO MUCH “.......
Big Virge Dec 2019
To Become English Citizens It's Been ... " Alleged " ...
Some Women Are Willing To ... S P R E A D Their Legs ... !!!    
      
I Guess You Really Can't Blame Them ... !?!      
      
" Lunar House " ... Down There In Croydon ...    
  
A Centre Used For Immigration ...    
Has Got Some Staff Pulling A Scam ... !!!    
UGLY Folk DON'T Have A Chance ...    
Their Passport Photos Get NO STAMP ... !!!!    
      
They're STUCK On Walls ... !!!    
So Staff Can JOKE About Their Hopes .....    
of ..... " Coming In " .....    
      
While ...  
PRETTY Faces Get Their Places ...    
Visas YES ... For ****** Favours ... !!!!!    
  
Europeans and Brazilians ...  
Are Dealt With ... BEFORE Indians ...    
So ... Heaven Help Poor Africans ... !!!!!      
      
Unless They're WHITE Then They're ALRIGHT ... !!!!    
Once They're Prepared To ... S P R E A D Their Thighs ...    
      
DON'T Be Surprised If Some Are Guys ... !!!    
Gay People ... Are Now NOT SHY ...    
      
Security Checks ...  
Come ... SECOND To *** ... !!!!!    
      
It's NOT Just Men In TERRORIST Sects ... !!!!!    
      
BNP Man Like Those Within The Ku Klux **** ...    
Are NOT ALL Gay ... Some Like Woman ... !!!    
      
That's Bound To Get Racists ... UPSET ... !!!!!    
      
But ... " American History X  "...    
Showed ... Who They *** ...      
When Those Within Start To DEFECT ... !!!!!    
      
So Mister McNulty ...    
Something SMELLS ... FUNNY ... !!!!!    
      
He's ... " Home Office Minister " ...    
      
Your Staff Are ... " Allegedly " ...    
................. SINISTER .............. !!?!!    
      
WHO Told Them To Administer ... ?    
Their Duties ... Based On Double D's ... !?!    
Or Basically ... For ****** Deeds ... ?    
      
I'm Saying What's Your Policy ... ?  
To Simply Spread ****** Disease ...    
If Girls Like These Will Spread Their Knees ... ?!?    
What Will They Do To Make Money ... !?!    
      
Lapdance In Clubs And ... " Such and Such " ...    
Girls Like These You CANNOT TRUST ... !!!!!    
      
****** PLEASERS For A VISA ... !!!    
PROSTITUTION ... Is Their KEEPER ... !!!    
      
Or .... Is IT ... !?!    
      
Once They're In ...  
Will They RESIST ... Using Their Bits ... ?!?    
      
"Not likely mate !" ...    
      
They've Found Their Trade ... !!!    
Getting Paid For Getting Laid ...      
      
So ... "WHERE THEY AT ... !?!?!"    
      
I Hear You Say ...    
      
Where QUICK CASH Is ... !!!  
    
Turning TRICKS For Mister **** ...    
And Licking ***** For Mrs. RICH ... !!!!    
      
Just For CASH So They Can Live ... !!!    
How Could Your Workers Be SO SICK ... !?!?!    
Have Things Now REALLY Come To THIS ... ?!?!?    
      
Or Is This How It's ALWAYS BEEN ... ?!!!?    
      
Well His -  Story ...  
Proves ... " Colour Screens " ...    
Have Clouded ... Immigration Dreams ...      
But Now Because You're Deemed ... UGLY ... !!!!!    
      
WHO Makes THAT CALL ... ?!?  
    
She's Beautiful And Usable ...    
And Then Decides To Spread Her Thighs ... ?!?      
WHO On Earth ... Recruits THESE GUYS ... ?!?    
      
"GIVE US A JOB, I'LL GIVE IT A TRY !"      
  
That's A JOKE ... !!!    
I'm NOT A Bloke Who Would COERCE ...    
Just For *** With ... " Pretty Girls " ... !!!?!!!    
      
Girls Like These Have S.T.D's ...    
And Nowadays Are Spreading A.I.DS ... !!!!!    
      
So Minister What Do You Say ... ?    
      
"An inquiry of course, yes, RIGHT AWAY !"  
      
"Okay, that's great !"    
      
Isn't It A BIT LATE ...    
To Ask HOW MANY Have Been Laid ...      
And ... WHO In Your Crew ... DISCRIMINATES ... ?!?!?    
      
You'll Do The USUAL ... " Cover Up " ...    
      
UNLIKE These Women ...    
With NICE CUPS And **** Bums ... !!!!!    
      
And Those Who've Made ...    
Your Workers ... " Ummmmm " ... !!!!!!!    
      
Comply To Try Guidelines Designed ...    
To KEEP The ... UGLY Ones In Line ...    
And KEEP Your Country's Race ... STREAMLINED ... !!!      
      
By KEEPING Whites ...    
At The ... TOP of The PILE ...    
      
That's NOTHING NEW We Know Your Style ... !!!    
As These Girls KNOW How LOW You'll Go ... !!!!!!!!    
      
CAN'T They Just CHARM A Pretty Girl ... ?!?    
WITHOUT The Need To ... TWIST Their Arm ... !?!      
      
Well ... As I've Said It's CASH They Want ...    
Immigration Staff CAN'T Be On Much ...    
To FORCE Women To Give Them FUN ... !!!    
      
But As I've Said ...    
What In Turn Happens To MEN ... !?!?!    
      
Do They End Up In Bed With Them ... ?      
Those EMPLOYED By Government ... ?!?!?    
      
That's A ... DANGEROUS Question ... !?!    
      
So Let's Leave THAT To Your Newsmen ...      
And See What's SHOWN On .... News At Ten .... !!!    
      
This Poem's DONE  ... !!!    
Writing This ... Has Been Quite FUN ... !!!    
      
But NOT As Much As Welcoming ...      
****, Pretty Young Women ...    
Into Your Bed Cos They're IMMIGRANTS ... !!!!!    
      
Who Having Kissed And Slowly Licked ...    
DESPERATE Workers ... For SICK KICKS ... !!!!    
      
Do This To Hear ...    
      
" COME IN, COME IN ... "
On the basis of BREXIT, and BoJo's election win, had to post this poem, as this not only made me chuckle when I wrote it, but even moreso' now ...

As it looks like a multitude of things, will have to be done now,
by foreigners wanting the right to stay in the UK !
Big Virge Apr 2020
PLEASE .... !!!!!    

FORGIVE Me If I Curse To Quench My Thirst ...    
To Poetically Let My Speech Run FREE ..............................    
    
It Helps Me Release Modern Tendencies ...    
To Speak Like Chiefs Who Lead WEAK Teams ... !!!!!    
    
Teams of Thieves Who Fall Like Leaves ...    
Because They're WEAK And FULL of SNEAKS ... !!!    
    
FORGIVE THEM ... NO ... !!!!!    
Because They Know ...    
The Wrongs They Do To Peaceful Crews ...    
    
Crews Who Choose To Make Smart Moves ...    
And NOT Reduce Themselves To Feuds ... !!!    
    
Forgive Me IF ... YOUR Profile FITS .... !!!!!!    
The Words I Write ... About Such Types ...    
    
That's Just My Way ... !    
  
My Wordplay's STRAIGHT ...    
That's Right Like ME ... !!!
    
No ******* ... PLEASE ... !!!!!
  
Just Sweet ******* ...    
Ones With Lips And Tasty ***** ...    
**** Hips And JUICY **** ... !!!!!    
    
Girls AND Women ... !!!!!  
    
FORGIVE Me If My Use of Script ...
Is EXPLICIT ... Like THAT Last Bit ... !!!    
    
My Words Are Used To Speak The TRUTH ... !!!  
  
So Just Be COOL .....
If It AIN'T For You Then It AIN'T For YOU ... !!!
    
FORGIVE Me If It Makes You SICK ... !!!    
Or WORSE ANGRY ... To Hear Me Speak ... !!!!    
    
It's POETRY ... So FORGIVE ME ... !!!
If What You Hear UPSETS Your CHI ... !!!    
    
You Must FEAR Wordplay That's CLEAR ... !!!    
  
Because You Hide ....
BEHIND Veneers Like TRANSVESTITES ... !!!!!    
    
Oh DEAR Oh DEAR Is THAT Your Type .... !?!    
Well Okay That's Fine But FORGIVE This Line ... !!!    

The FREAKS Come Out ... Oh YES At Night ... !!!    
    
FREAKY Ladies ... FREAKY Men ...    
FREAKS These Days Who Cause PROBLEMS ... !!!!!!    
FORGIVE Me If ... You're One of Them ... !!!!!!!!!    
    
My Words Are Dark But Look At My Skin ... !!!    
You Are What You Are Let THOSE WORDS SINK ................    
    
UNLESS Of Course You're One Whose NOT ...... !!!    
A FAKE Like Wars That Governments PLOT ... !!!    
Or Like Those Girls Who've Had **** JOBS ...      
To Make Heads TURN When They're Showing Them Off ... !!!    
    
The PROBLEM IS ...
Their FAKE New Bits Are Not For Them ... !?!    

But For Girlfriends ...
Or For Those Men Who Cause PROBLEMS ... !!!!!    
    
Because They Think Their Luck Is IN ... !!!!!    
    
See Girl Like These Think SURGERY ...    
Will Help UPLIFT Their ... Self Esteem ... !!!    
    
These Girls Are Living In A DREAM ... !!!
    
But Ladies PLEASE FORGIVE My Speech ...    
if What I Say Makes You IRATE ... !!!!!    
    
CALM Yourselves And Think It Through .......    
Does Your Body SELL If So ... MAKE LOOT ... !!!
    
Cos' Most of You Are ...... " Prosti ...... "    
Uh Hmm FORGIVE ME ... Ooooopssss' ... !!!!!!!!!!  
    
Poetry I Use ....    
Can Sometimes SHOOT Like BIG GUNS DO ... !!!    
    
Right Through The Chests ...    
of .... Silicone ******* ....    
And OVER HEADS Like KRS ... !!!    
    
My Will To Express Will NEVER End ...    
Even When It Makes Some TENSE ... !!!    
    
That's It I Guess ..... ???    
Well ... NOT Just Yet ... !!!!!!    
    
FORGIVENESS YES Just Like RESPECT ...    
Are Things I Get For My Poems ... !!!!    
    
So You'll FORGIVE Me If ...
I'm ... ARROGANT ... !!!    
    
I Can't Help That Well Maybe I Can ...  ???
But Why Should I When Most Now LIE ...    
To Spread Girls Thighs Or Be .... " TOP GUY "  .... !!!
    
I Just Chat FACTS Through Poems And Raps ...    
That Make Girls Clap And BWOY ... Stand BACK ... !!!    
    
Yes I'm THAT CHAP Move OVER ... STAN ...    
Cos' I'm The Man With A Pen In My Hand ...    
You'll Forgive Me IF I ABORT Your Plan ... !!!!!    
    
I Deal In What's REAL YES ... REALITY ... !!!!!!!!
    
But If You Feel That You CAN'T Deal ...    
With How I Speak About ... What I See ...    
    
Feel FREE To Walk Away ...    
Yes ....... PEACEFULLY ....... !!!!!    
    
But If My Poetry ...    
Makes You Feel ... ANGRY ... !!!!!    
    
PLEASE Go In PEACE ...
And YES .......................    
    
" PLEASE FORGIVE ME " ... !!!!!
Forgiveness is a good thing to exhibit from time to time, but especially in the case of these rhymes !

Watch Here :https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kmeI-HHYcXQ
Let's time stroll back to 9-5,
When we used to rock it live,
No time for jives,
As ya catch the beat hivez,
Baby, I got all of the vibes,
Rocking this alive,
And well and you tell
By the smell,
Of my cologne, let's get it on,
Young thick and strong,
Got these hoes sprung,
Beat on my chest like king kong,
They know I got it going on,
Remix with the fresh kicks, ***** copped
Like fresh drops of bricks,
Smoother than Rick,
So keep on talking ****,
Got lead to ya head, you'll be feelin' it,
Fools mad, cuz they
Women's rubbin' they *****,
They show me they ****,
Better believe I'll take a blitz,
Me and my crew got this,
You tell the temp, from the ice drippin'
Off of my wrist,


Now success crowded around me,
Feed the ecstasy, suddenly
Can't shake the potency,
Like Quincy,
Babygirl feeds me,
The pretty itty bitty kitty,
Tingly, got me feeling greedy,
Cuz I love the weight,
Or better yet the dough,
I know,
Cash on the floo, with liquor maxed out
Fo sho,
Delivers like a Tyson blow,
Repeat of my lyrics on a cycle,
Blasting on the radio,
High til it's cold in ya eye,
So why lie, I'll still try,
To get ya heart jumpin', pumpin'
Mad cells, as the crowds yell,
My name you know the game,
Is to be told, not sold,
Stay true to the ol skool principle,
Iceberg upcoming disciple,
Since God shedded his tears and flooded the atmosphere
My sins of my forefathers still here
I remember being one the tears
That fell down from the sky asking why
I was born to die and everyday I gotta stay high
I ain't choosin' sides committed to homicide
Deaths to foes who don't wanna ride
Soon to be under the ground like a tide
Water to ground strongest soldiers stomping around
What's thats sound? It's the Southside dumpin' on fools who wanna start somethin'
keep them heataz jumpin'
Now ya in a puddle of blood heart pumpin'
Trying not to crossover but I be the puttin' up the cross and you'll be over
The older and older
I get I realize life ain't about **** nothing but money pits and ***** ***** I love to stick never had a limp ****
So stay in your lane if you talking **** trick

My knuckle game somethin' insane with about a dime of piece of Mary Jane Straight to brain
Rolled up so I can swole up
My melanin got my thoughts shook like gelatin I make skeletons
Cross and bones if you interfere with the warfare zone
Huh my tactics are carefully selected from weapons thats soon to be ejected and injected
Into ya body like syringe ask the Lord why he had to die
No seconds left til my last breath
I'm heisting this game so I be the vengeful theft in the night
Refocused my sight third eye aligned now I'm takin' the blight despite
What my enemies think of me I'll remain a capital "G"
Ain't no fake in me much generosity to the military
Feel me ain't nothing to this life I'll die reckless
With a death angel around me as my necklace check it
So my time in life is respected
Back to the depths of Hell where many souls dwell well??
Big Virge Sep 2020
Now What I... " Produce "...
Is... Lyrically Cool..........

TOO Cool For Schools...
Where New Age FOOLS... !!!
Now Do Their Do...

Well I Mean... DO DOO...
That STINKS Like Poo... !!!!!

Nope NOT The Bear.... !!!!!
Produce And WARES....
That Are WEAK And Scared...
of Those Who DARE...
To Produce What's RARE... !!!

Goods That Are GOOD... !!!
And HARD Like WOOD... !!!

STRONG And STIFF...
Like THAT Good Drink... !!!!!

That's Smooth And Quick...
To... OPEN UP Lips...
And SWELL UP *****... !!!!!

of Those **** Assed Chicks...
Whose PRODUCE Sips...
On **** That's RICH... !!!!!

Like PRODUCE I Bring...
That Has... NO Bling... !!!

It's The REALEST Things... !!!
That My Produce Links...

I Connect The Dots...
With Logic Like Spock...

So My Produce ROCKS....
These Heads Who TOP...
The Charts That LOG...
These Producers Songs...

That Are WORSE Than WRONG... !!!!!
Because They Produce...
For... SELL OUT Crews.... !!!

Who... Sell Out Shows...
And Sell Their Souls... !!!
To Get These... " **'s “...
Who Are QUICK To BLOW... !!!

Because They're DOPES...
Whose... ONLY HOPE...
Is Producing A Son...
WITHOUT... OB1... !!!!!

What They... PRODUCE...
Are... Star Wars ******... !!!

Whose Only Score...
Is Working Towards...
Heads Whose FLAWS...
Earn Them APPLAUSE... !?!?!

THAT LINE Fa’ SURE... !!!
WILL ROCK Their Jaws... !!!!

Because My Scores...
Are DARK Like SPAWN... !!!

Lyrically Drawn...
To DESTROY The Hoards...
of DEVILS Whose Levels...
Have... TOO MUCH Treble... !!!!!

AFRAID of The BASS...
That My Vocals Maintain... !!!
And The Lyrical Pace...
That My Brain SUSTAINS.... !!!

That PRODUCES Waves...
WAY BEYOND... " POINT BREAK "... !!!

That... RATTLE And SHAKE...
... Sidewinding Snakes... !!!

My PRODUCE Is GREAT... !!!
Like New Zealand Lakes... !!!
Cos I'm A Man Whose Travelled...
... ALL OVER The Place... !!!

So What I Produce...
Is Inspired By Views...
And BEAUTIFUL Hues... !!!!!

Like Those That Ensue...
From A BEAUTIFUL Moon... !!!

So What I PRODUCE...
Is ABOVE The Norm... !!!
Because It's... Born...
From SO MUCH MORE... !!!!’
Than Money Or ******... !!!!

It's Built From THOUGHT...
And A... SPIRITUAL Source...

PURE Like... “ The Force “... !!!
Cos' I'm A Knight Of Course... !!!

... UNLIKE ANY OTHER...
Whose Been Seen BEFORE... !!!!!

That's Right... BIG VIRGE...
Is A... " MASTER of Verse “... !!!

That's... REAL And TRUE... !!!

I've EARNED My Respect...
So Now PAY Is OVERDUE... !!!!!

For The QUALITY WORKS...

That I.....

...... " PRODUCE "......
What you produce should be a fair reflection of who you are, and the standards you hold, in my opinion ...
Big Virge Nov 2020
Sometimes It’s True...
It’s REALLY HARD To Get Through... !!!

To People Who CHOOSE...
NOT To Use Their Brain Tool... !?!

From... Musical Crews...
To Those Who CONFUSE...
The Truth With False Moves...

Quite A Few Can Be RUDE...
Because of... Their ISSUES... !!!

From... Drug Abuse...
To Those Who INDUCE...
What They Should REMOVE...
That Is... NOT GOOD... !!!

So To...
Get Through To These Heads...
Is A... LOT of STRESS... !!!!!

Because They REALLY TEST...
The COOLEST of Men...
As Well As YES Women... !!!!!

Because of IGNORANCE...
That They Choose To Defend... ?
Like... NEVER EVER DOING...
What They’re Asked To Do... ?!?

Of Course... Because...
They Know BETTER Than You... !!!

But These People Are LOST...
Just Like Those Boys WHO...
Were A... VAMPIRE Crew... !!!

So They... Tend To Use...
BLOODSUCKING Moves... !!!

So That THEY Can GET THROUGH... !!!

Once They Have DRAINED You... !!!

NO MATTER What It Takes...
For Them To Get... PAID... !!!

EVEN IF... “ Their Play “...
To Gain Themselves FAME...
Shows Others DISDAIN...
And INFLICTS... PAIN...
That Is... INHUMANE... !?!

So.....

Love They... FORSAKE...
For Them To Make The Grade...

Or To Yes GET THROUGH... !!!

A Phrase That’s Now Used...
By A LOT of Street Dudes... !!!
When It Comes To The Moves...
That... Many Now PULL... !!!

To Get Through With Chicks...
And To... OPEN The Lips...
That Are Next To Their Hips... !!!

And To Slip Them Some ****...
That Brushes The *****... !!!!!!
of Those That Live...
In These... **** Women... !!!!!

While Those Who RESIST...
Opening Like... " SHOWS "...

Are Those NOW KNOWN...
As An... UPPITY *****... !!!

But Now When I Think...
About Chicks Like THIS...
Getting Through With THEM...
Is A WORLD of PROBLEMS... !!!

Especially When...
They QUICKLY Fall PREGNANT... !!!

And Then Getting Through...
DOESN’T Seem Quite As Cool... !!!
As It Did When You Viewed...
*** As The... Tool...
To Get Through So That You...

Could Make Moves In Bedrooms... !!!

But Getting Through NOW...
Means FIRST Finding Out... !?!
WHAT GENDER It Is...
You’re Gonna Have *** With... ?!?

It’s Really Kind of... SICK...
That To... Just Get Through...
Things Have Come To THIS... ?!?

But This Is Now...
The Way of Things... !!!

So Now I’m Wondering...
When It Comes To My Scripts...
of... Poetic Lyrics...

Will My Black Skin...
Now Be The Thing...
To... GET ME THROUGH... ?!?

Well To Tell The TRUTH...
I’d Be... AMAZED... !!!
If We Saw REAL CHANGE...
When It Comes To... RACE... !!!

Because Getting Through...
DOESN’T Like To Make Room...
For Those With DARK Hues... !!!

ESPECIALLY When...
We... Choose To REFUSE...
To Join These NEW CREWS...

Just To GET THROUGH... !!!

Because That’s NOT COOL...
Compromising... YOU... !!!

But That’s What IT IS... !!!

No Matter Who MATTERS...
In Modern Day Chatter... !!!!!

Where Those Who've...
.... GOT THROUGH...
KEEP Providing PROOF... !!!

of The Things That They’ve Done...
To Join... RACIST CLUBS... !!!

From... POLICEMAN...
To These Industry Chumps... !!!

Where It Seems That ABUSE... !!!

Is A BIG Part of Groups...
Who Make POWER MOVES... !!!

To Enable The Youth...
And ELDERS Who...
WON’T Rock Their Boat... !!!

To... Do Their Do...
And Be... APPROVED...

To Be One of The FEW... !!!

To Yup.......

........ “ GET THROUGH “....... !!!!
It's a strange saying, but it speaks far and wide in these days and times, as per these rhymes !
First comes ****** second comes afterlife
Peep the game the from youths strife
My skillz windmills about a thousand bills
Franklin to Grants attack critics like ants
**** your rants check my gun stance no chance
To step against the superior world conqueror
Barbaric tactics keep the thasticks lit
From rubbers going in ***** ***** my hits
Fantastic dramatic suckas dont want static
Like fabric my bars above the skys attatic
****** it got the anaconda habits got **** it
Tut killin' again blowing against the winds
Flip my seven sins into a 500 series Benz
My bank rolls standing over trolls swole
Dont chance ya stroll lifes a gamble I ramble
Through the toughest streets beat feet
Once I hear a beat freak em between the sheets
Like the Isley's choose wisely girls slide me
Up and down all around like a merry go round
Break the brakes off of her clutches duchess
Of *** dont use the latex thats wear aids sits
Check the murders blueprint defense
See my foes clenching the fence ligaments
Ripped from guns blazin' new residence
Welcome to hotel hell when all foul ****** dwell
I broke the spell long ago my stello cold as snow
Blizzard sick with it poetry wizzard suckas gizzards
Leaking once the bullets speaking you tweekin'
While knocking humps out ya baby mothers
No other got pride no need to hide collide
With the realist illest suckas can't **** this
A clan with a powerful master plan understand
Apocalypse chaotic from the words of my lips
Sink ships hot clips turn em into crips rips
I heal you like Jesus the opposite of a prophet
Can't top it as I mop it flows cop those pose
Bars for days locked on sick word plays AKs
Giving grace a bad taste more toxic than waste
Bullets from guns leavin' two face toothpaste
My cavi as flows entering surpremacy legacy
When you step to the K you end up with more delays
It ain't gonna be me the stinking state pigs will be a-cuffin' because
I ain't licensed at nothin,' not even bakin' a sweet, California muffin
with big raisins, orange sprinkles & whatever else I feel like stuffin'
so as not to yank out prematurely before I gets more than enough in
Sometimes I cry as pigeons peck my *******, other times I just tell
them to stop it & not to do it ever again because I don't like it much
Fattened cows ate our tomatoes & starving pigs then ate our posies,
so don't you dare take a huge, reekin' **** on our colorful tea cozies
'cause lovin' you's like fressing cherry pie from a gal with 1 bad eye
while I sit cocked sideways needing a yardstick 'cause I ain't so shy
Mary Ellen Judy Norton Taylor Walton your ******* are too flabby,
so I will go down on your furry tuft below, that I jokingly call tabby
as Judy suffers from, & is afflicted with, an obtusion of farm senses
that interrupt her monthly charges regardin' normal-flowing ******
For Hef's ******* Judy was feverishly hot on a bear rug naked bare
after flinging aside T.V. pretend bro' Jim Bob's farm-boy underwear
that he wore when they rocked the house in grandma's rockin' chair
1 day I was viewing The Keiser Report starring ugly ol' Max Keiser
which would detract from my sexiness yet make me so much wiser,
& cause great-toe-jammin'-pecker stiffness & irritate either eye sore
while grindin' down 4 canines, 8 premolars & a middlemost incisor
I'll sing 8 days on the road in my big truck like I'm ol' Dave Dudley
running from Jesus God and hiding with waitresses as I rave studly
of a manly prowess using stiff asphalt laid thickly to pave mud free
like the wife support payments forked over by singer Neil Diamond
that would be burdensome to a poorer Jew like the shill Neil Simon
Boldness & beauty, blackness & blue, I am stupid, just not like you
'cause as my cornflakes sog in milk, I don't sell my nuts for a *****
anywhere where life spells death there is a cloudy heaven to pursue
It was hard push, yank & pull, talk ***** to me don't talk ***** to me
I like you or likely I love you, I try too much, better just wait & see,
while I give up at changing you into the woman I long for you to be
in the image that schmo Bobby Darin wanted for ****** Sandra Dee
whose big ******-numbed ******* nursed Bobbie's raw-milk brutality
pitched on a bowling lane of broken-leg bone & severed-hand ****
what made him stolidly 910 million times more serenely handsome
under the guilty shadow of the gay Bruce Jenner gender switcheroo

that could very well be his surgical whoops slip up Waterloo before

he would sexcite sike **** Hillary Clinton's homosexy affairs anew
whilst his hot peas thawed, hair pack jelled & old girl caught a clue
beyond clues given for cows driven to spit up cud for another chew
in kingdom halls where witnesses disfellowship guys seen fartin' &
queer-drunk on Mexi-gasser beans poured from a lime-green carton
that was endorsed by ******-ball Dino Crocetti A.K.A. Dean Martin
who liked pancakes, hotcakes & flapjacks with blackstrap molasses
as he denied hotcakes for burnt pancakes, griddlecakes & flapjacks
& proctologic exams for nothing that probed his chafed crap cracks
that looks like a flounder, that with a *** cleaver, a crazy *** hacks
at my red wiener, warty cucumber, candle stick & old orange carrot
as witnessed by my chimp, quokka, gerbil & clipped African parrot
that is so selfish with gooily-raw rat meat that he'll not even share it
with the hack Bob Browning & his ***** monkey Elizabeth Barrett
****** hid her vaginal emptiness from Richard Cory, Kyle S. Bruce,
Daisy Lou & Garett Hobart's lost nephew whose quarry tile is loose
You screamed like an unwashed **** when I pinched your lard ***,
I can't stomach your sister, because she is such a whining, hard lass
conjuring up old Crowley occultism, but what makes her the worst,
she wants me to sign a ****** suicide pact that states that I die first
as self-****** is a sin & she cares little about my soul being cursed
in realms that count not among its angels William Randolph Hearst
& Marion Davies & accused wife-snuffin' millionaire Robert Durst
whose hunger for Malay tail was sadder than greasers dyin' of thirst
I slumber in greenish ***** ill puked hard *****-woozy & drunken
too sick to down gooey, greasy doughnuts I shoplifted from Dunkin
'cause I purloin cream topping & jelly filling better than anyone can
now o' when Smith, of the fake Titanic, knew he was a man sunken
to televise (tele advise me telly television tele-visionary uncle Ken)
my nose from the vantage point of me red **** is funky-funk funkin'
or my ear from the fall-off point of a thin *** sins funky-funk funkin'
or brow from the terminal point of **** lips is *****-punk punkin'
or toes from a tiny point of 2 **** tips that're chunky-chunk chunkin'
& triggered at the apex of ******-**** ***** for a clunky-clunk clunkin'
once ragged atop the peak of Clinton's ****** of dunky-dunk dunkin'
& crap beyond a holt of pretty ******* to ***** a bunky-bunk bunkin'
My ultra-favorite, back-******* monkey loves me me me but
I love my bonnie Bonnie who lives across the ocean & over the sea
in a palace with Sparky Marcus who spreads a cruel, spooky mucus
over a toady staffer popularly known as crazy Luke or kooky Lucus
whose stratospherical id raced far beyond whatever Sparky ever did
long after Henry McCarty & William Bonney became Billy the Kid
Confess & grovel before the Lord, for on asphaltum your ***'ll skid
because dark spots on my shaded parts means that I got a headache,
that's got more killin'-power than a Malaysian/H.A.A.R.P. seaquake
I know that what you now know is on a need-to-know basis, and so
I counted them twice to I see that you amputated my left largest toe
to **** foot-bred animalcules unfelt as my atrophy trots paraplegical
in ****** labs of agriculturalists, whose studies are parthenocarpical
I love the challenge of a chic freak as it makes my pocked **** tired
7 days in a usual Haitian work week like quitting before being fired
which was her fat-*** way of losing a new job just after being hired
as this stunnin' **** ruptured me because she was so sexually wired

with white ***** makin' my Jacmel Beach tragedy 100% uninspired
Ol' men know that plastic Barbie doll dolls want G.I. Joe men, ever
since genital-lacking Barbie Roberts had the baby of *****-free Ken
whose naked 11-count stood unnaturalized as he could not reach 10
as cruel bears are bear-tricky like Smokey Bear & T.V.'s Gentle Ben
in ol' Kowloon City where Nancy Kwan sleeps with me as Ka Shen
who smoked Raleigh cigarettes for cancer & sailed north for scurvy
to enhance her perky nay-nays & to make nip-wide hips more curvy
on the roof to the floor, beneath the attic in my dungeon topsy turvy
On rough seas no boy sailor knows what a Chinese cargo ship'll do,
'cause in a tight D cup bra a raw-rubbed lawyer **** may ****** sue
Sitting in the on my conscious, waiting for an attack of nonsense,
To boggle, the society on nonsense, so much to circumvent,  
Politics grit, every genital, binary fluid ***** ***** **** to *****,
They say I'm too raw with it, sprawl against wicked crawls,
Over the eerie, skins of sins, jumped amassed within, grins,
Over the lobby, we still celebrate the kills of Khadaffi,why me,
Placed in a society, quietly, watch the motionless, crest guide me,
Darkness surrounding me, even though its, bright and sunny,
At the same time, grief of chaos, hands over for the same signs,
Wake up, and stop being a design, a grow, a sane mind,

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