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Nllne ul the lnldholleriil‘ nan on Ihlll llnl?i?l the Huun 1| dialed, ?an: that mum qupnuu in egoing Enumerator. Constabulary District. **I Certify**, as required by the Act 63 Via, c. 6, s. 6 (1), that the for urn is correct, acoordin lc/4:’? 1&4”, *** FIIILIES, In. No. of nu-In Tubal wwnied Sinks u: nu 1’@f:=-=- by ad‘ Pusan: Iii‘ A Flnily. (Sec Fol‘: B at fool.) ¢ he ,3 ' .. I ~ ' @2771, cc 1/ p I ..q1??‘7"“' iz__ g to the best of my knowledge and belief. I J , . . . _ ?lfjfnjn 7 and the ?gure 1 entered LII Col. 14, opposite the muidic of the bracket. Sea pattern Table m In?tfuctiun?, page 9, Rut John Pane: I hereby runcuula or nluunsn nouaaa. Registrar-General, T. J. Bsmrxeam B#####Y, ##### J. Bnnw, FORM B. 1.——HOUSE AND BUILDING RETURN --continued. BOBERT E. M.aT£n;s0:~.', Commas loner.» "f the Heads of Families so occupying it shculd. be bracketted together in C01. 13, thus :- 2 lst December, 1900. ##### Castle,

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Apr 6, 2012

Apr 6, 2012 at 9:50 AM UTC

tudd-van-gorgelzweten

Echoes of Muidic Art Found on Digital Shoal

Nllne ul the lnldholleriil‘ nan on Ihlll llnl?i?l the Huun 1| dialed, ?an: that mum qupnuu in egoing Enumerator. Constabulary District. **I Certify**, as required by the Act 63 Via, c. 6, s. 6 (1), that the for urn is correct, acoordin lc/4:’? 1&4”, *** FIIILIES, In. No. of nu-In Tubal wwnied Sinks u: nu 1’@f:=-=- by ad‘ Pusan: Iii‘ A Flnily. (Sec Fol‘: B at fool.) ¢ he ,3 ' .. I ~ ' @2771, cc 1/ p I ..q1??‘7"“' iz__ g to the best of my knowledge and belief. I J , . . . _ ?lfjfnjn 7 and the ?gure 1 entered LII Col. 14, opposite the muidic of the bracket. Sea pattern Table m In?tfuctiun?, page 9, Rut John Pane: I hereby runcuula or nluunsn nouaaa. Registrar-General, T. J. Bsmrxeam B#####Y, ##### J. Bnnw, FORM B. 1.——HOUSE AND BUILDING RETURN --continued. BOBERT E. M.aT£n;s0:~.', Commas loner.» "f the Heads of Families so occupying it shculd. be bracketted together in C01. 13, thus :- 2 lst December, 1900. ##### Castle,

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I've never been a fan of a permanent picture tan as I see them as a mark for life a girl you once met, love at first sight a mark on your neck, soon to disappear, that tacky and ravenous love-bite Married, three kids, a stupid affair, her name scrolled on your arm like many a girl, she fell into your world, all fallen for your devastating charm But it happens so quick, that stupid thought of the fix, all for some girl that you met down the pub now everyday that you shower, it doesn't matter about how much power, its a stain that you cannot simply just rub Styles, well they come and they go, depending on what year you are born mates at school , pictures drawn on the wall, which girls name as your loyalty's are torn But this was when you was a kid, acting like a *** showing off to those all around now I'd like them removed, a name now a scar, not so smooth, a hindsight of thoughts now drowned Tattoo JJB

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Aug 6, 2018

Aug 6, 2018 at 8:22 AM UTC

john-bartholomew

Tattoo

I've never been a fan of a permanent picture tan as I see them as a mark for life a girl you once met, love at first sight a mark on your neck, soon to disappear, that tacky and ravenous love-bite Married, three kids, a stupid affair, her name scrolled on your arm like many a girl, she fell into your world, all fallen for your devastating charm But it happens so quick, that stupid thought of the fix, all for some girl that you met down the pub now everyday that you shower, it doesn't matter about how much power, its a stain that you cannot simply just rub Styles, well they come and they go, depending on what year you are born mates at school , pictures drawn on the wall, which girls name as your loyalty's are torn But this was when you was a kid, acting like a *** showing off to those all around now I'd like them removed, a name now a scar, not so smooth, a hindsight of thoughts now drowned Tattoo JJB

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i must tell you of this curse that's intertwined in every verse magnets compel, repel, and foretell it doesn't matter if you are well you'll always be attracted div-yd, divided, and subtracted resisting an instinctual urge to give your everything, to splurge call it north, call it south but the words slip out of your mouth your heart will be drawn-in hopeless, head over heels spin laced, maced, even some space you can't resist that face heaven, hell, or whatever you believe it's stronger than we can possibly conceive time out... time in! how did this begin? a chemical reaction a little bit of passion that just rushed in...

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Jun 7, 2012

Jun 7, 2012 at 2:03 PM UTC

richelle-leigh

magnets

i must tell you of this curse that's intertwined in every verse magnets compel, repel, and foretell it doesn't matter if you are well you'll always be attracted div-yd, divided, and subtracted resisting an instinctual urge to give your everything, to splurge call it north, call it south but the words slip out of your mouth your heart will be drawn-in hopeless, head over heels spin laced, maced, even some space you can't resist that face heaven, hell, or whatever you believe it's stronger than we can possibly conceive time out... time in! how did this begin? a chemical reaction a little bit of passion that just rushed in...

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Sweet street lamp, you dwell to *** ide the left & right hemispheres of the fall tree’s mind, your lone arm reaches out, fixed, like one of an aspiring actor, acting like a soup ladle; your light nourishes, as the neighbors’ broth in the night. Sweet street lamp, you craft shadows for puppeteering in little Ann’s bed- room, the Rorschach ray on her wall does the Peter Pan, creeping in through the blinds, manifesting a makeshift nightlight. Above you, branches move in mazes: All in the possibility of the dark.

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Dec 25, 2013

Dec 25, 2013 at 6:36 PM UTC

melanie-r-holmes

Street Light

Sweet street lamp, you dwell to *** ide the left & right hemispheres of the fall tree’s mind, your lone arm reaches out, fixed, like one of an aspiring actor, acting like a soup ladle; your light nourishes, as the neighbors’ broth in the night. Sweet street lamp, you craft shadows for puppeteering in little Ann’s bed- room, the Rorschach ray on her wall does the Peter Pan, creeping in through the blinds, manifesting a makeshift nightlight. Above you, branches move in mazes: All in the possibility of the dark.

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“I spent the rest of the day smoking joints and listening to music. There was very little else that I had going for me. I was left hungry for something I could not put my finger on so I wondered the streets until dawn. With my head down I tried to feel confident but could only manage to fake it. A cloud of thought grew out around me, only broken by the introduction of some new stimuli as I walked. And very little stuck with me on my journey unto dawn. “ I read that in a book. I think it’s Joyce. But that would be convenient wouldn’t it? “Tell me, do you have a better idea?” I wonder, is there one Or are we all just products? such a tired cliché… I’m the miser’s purse Dionysus Something Something, we don’t care, You and I, Where this goes. Do we? Have a drink on Bukowski though Despite my lack of common tact I do have dreams you know. And where were you when Burt and Ernie told us our Sponsors And Images with discreet meanings rested in our hearts? We Don’t need to read ****** “If you won’t stop screaming I’m gonna have to call security.” She said to him. His glare ****** her way. “Secure this,” He said. He ****** his hand into his coat producing from it a photograph of dollar. He handed it to her asking “can you break this?” She looked at him in fear and confusion “Sir this isn’t legal tender.” “well I say it is” he said. But that was it, as security immediately burst into the room and the scene devolved into panic and screams. <div text="He perceived an abrupt break in the energy, an ebb, stagnation. Everyone appeared to know where everything should go from here, But pretty soon he saw realized they were all talking out their ***** and he turned to leave."></div> When we’ve reached that beautiful peak I want you to throw the radio in the tub. element.style { mood: toska; languge: english; background-position: -40.7127 -74.0059; why-am-i-doing-this: IDK; }

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Oct 26, 2014

Oct 26, 2014 at 12:52 PM UTC

michael-stenson-grund

How Do I know When We’ve Reached That Peak?

“I spent the rest of the day smoking joints and listening to music. There was very little else that I had going for me. I was left hungry for something I could not put my finger on so I wondered the streets until dawn. With my head down I tried to feel confident but could only manage to fake it. A cloud of thought grew out around me, only broken by the introduction of some new stimuli as I walked. And very little stuck with me on my journey unto dawn. “ I read that in a book. I think it’s Joyce. But that would be convenient wouldn’t it? “Tell me, do you have a better idea?” I wonder, is there one Or are we all just products? such a tired cliché… I’m the miser’s purse Dionysus Something Something, we don’t care, You and I, Where this goes. Do we? Have a drink on Bukowski though Despite my lack of common tact I do have dreams you know. And where were you when Burt and Ernie told us our Sponsors And Images with discreet meanings rested in our hearts? We Don’t need to read ****** “If you won’t stop screaming I’m gonna have to call security.” She said to him. His glare ****** her way. “Secure this,” He said. He ****** his hand into his coat producing from it a photograph of dollar. He handed it to her asking “can you break this?” She looked at him in fear and confusion “Sir this isn’t legal tender.” “well I say it is” he said. But that was it, as security immediately burst into the room and the scene devolved into panic and screams. <div text="He perceived an abrupt break in the energy, an ebb, stagnation. Everyone appeared to know where everything should go from here, But pretty soon he saw realized they were all talking out their ***** and he turned to leave."></div> When we’ve reached that beautiful peak I want you to throw the radio in the tub. element.style { mood: toska; languge: english; background-position: -40.7127 -74.0059; why-am-i-doing-this: IDK; }

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Apr 21, 2017

Apr 21, 2017 at 2:34 PM UTC

removed.polaroid-scrabble

plagiarism no. 3

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*in english slang: you're a bit of a *** hence not holy water in russian orthodox, but holy fool.* and as david bowie according to w.h. auden saying 'he became his admirers,' i too, but i don't care for admirers, i have this strange affinity with alcohol, i'm morose dirge clipping in the night, but during the day, i speak variations of peacock onomatopoeias to cats and laugh a dry fox's laugh that insists on operatic regurgitated phlegm for ointment for a vehement approach to the sung piece of work: much of our cognitive faculties are based upon translating optically phonetic symbols into action, unlike gob-gagging-droop of seeing the creases (kreskówki, crayon drawings) of colour upon colour, supra-colours of fantasy that leave us speaking very little, much is designated for the ah, within the framework of dentistry's 'say ah...' aaaaah... good, not the filing and implants. i lied, there are actually two aesthetic phonetic units among actual diacritical units in the polish alphabet: ó (u) and ż (rz, e.g. rzeka / river) ę and ą are imitable by crouching with the knee bend of the vowels - still the russians choke the joke: 'polish is all sh sh sz sh sh sz sh sz,' no tak, i szczepta soli / a pinch of salt. and when i die, and die i shall, i want the shamanic winds to turn me into deer and foxes, my greatest patrons of the senses - and if i die in my sleep, i will never rest for having the opportunity of looking death in the face stolen from me; how many painful blinks it might take, death conscious than death in my sleep.

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Jan 23, 2016

Jan 23, 2016 at 9:38 AM UTC

removed.polaroid-scrabble

yurodivy

*in english slang: you're a bit of a *** hence not holy water in russian orthodox, but holy fool.* and as david bowie according to w.h. auden saying 'he became his admirers,' i too, but i don't care for admirers, i have this strange affinity with alcohol, i'm morose dirge clipping in the night, but during the day, i speak variations of peacock onomatopoeias to cats and laugh a dry fox's laugh that insists on operatic regurgitated phlegm for ointment for a vehement approach to the sung piece of work: much of our cognitive faculties are based upon translating optically phonetic symbols into action, unlike gob-gagging-droop of seeing the creases (kreskówki, crayon drawings) of colour upon colour, supra-colours of fantasy that leave us speaking very little, much is designated for the ah, within the framework of dentistry's 'say ah...' aaaaah... good, not the filing and implants. i lied, there are actually two aesthetic phonetic units among actual diacritical units in the polish alphabet: ó (u) and ż (rz, e.g. rzeka / river) ę and ą are imitable by crouching with the knee bend of the vowels - still the russians choke the joke: 'polish is all sh sh sz sh sh sz sh sz,' no tak, i szczepta soli / a pinch of salt. and when i die, and die i shall, i want the shamanic winds to turn me into deer and foxes, my greatest patrons of the senses - and if i die in my sleep, i will never rest for having the opportunity of looking death in the face stolen from me; how many painful blinks it might take, death conscious than death in my sleep.

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The thought of ... Communities ... Interests Me ..... because communities NEED ... " UNITY " ... If they're gonna succeed ... In ... Keeping The ... " Peace " ... !!! Peace and Love ... Can Create ... Harmony ... Harmony ... Creates ... Peaceful Streets ... Streets that require ... LESS police ... !!! Because Police are required ... TOO FREQUENTLY ... !!!!! Police NEED To ... Recognise ... How They ... BE ... !!! cos' Harassment of youth ... Can UPSET Their ... " Chi " ... !!! They ... NEED TO feel .......... FREE ............ to be ... Who They BE ... Without always fearing ... BRUTALITY ... !!!!! This comes from ... " Patience " ... MORE ... " Race Integration " ... !!!! MORE ... Workshops for THEM ... They NEED ... Education ... !!!!! On how our youth are ... Black Youngsters and Asians ... and Youthful ... Caucasians ... !!! Racists NEED ................................................................................................. REMOVAL ... from our ... " Police Stations " ... !!!!! That WASN'T ... " A Dig " ... !!! But .......... ABUSE of ... " The Law " ... Makes ..... Most People ... SICK ... !!! and this can bring ... TROUBLE ... when dealing with ... KIDS ... !!! Communities NEED ... to ... FIGHT OFF ............... *** - isi - on ... !!!!! They NEED ... POSITIVE Leaders ... With Singular ... Visions ... People, who ... LISTEN ... to Statements with ... Missions ... !!!!! NOT People who have ... "Narrow Minded" ... Opinions ... !!! From groups run by ... " Muslims " ... to ... groups run by ... " Christians " ... DON'T Use Your Religion ... to ... Build A ...................................................... Partition ... !!!!! Use Your ... Religion ... to UNIFY Children ... cos' UNITY is ... What Most People are ................................... Missing .......................... !!! We NEED ... Education ... That FEEDS ... Information ... to Help us ................................... AVOID ... Social .... "depravation" .... !!!!! There is ... NO EXCUSE ... for Children's ... STARVATION ... !!!!!! Private Investment ... Can Save populations ... From ...... Discrimination ...... FORGET The ... " Playstation " ... !!! The games of TODAY ... NOW NEED ... Alterations ... !!! Investment is ... NEEDED ... In REAL .... Recreation .... !!! Sports Clubs and Parks ... This ISN'T ... A Call ... But PLEASE ...... Hear My ... HARK ... !!!!! cos' ... Those Who DON'T LISTEN ... REMAIN ... "in the dark" ... This piece has been ... Written ... For Peoples' ... PROTECTION ... Crime DOES NEED ... Inspection ... !!! Our Youth NEED ... Direction ... BEFORE They ... End Up Hearing ... !!!!! "Son you've been sectioned !" cos' violence can lead to ... Psychiatrists Questions ... !!!!!!! Violence is SPREADING ... A DEADLY ... Infection ... !!!!!!! THE CURE ... is ... PREVENTION. PEACE ... is a word ... That DESERVES ... One More Mention ... !!!!! I Hope what you've read ... INSPIRES ... " Reflection " ... So to those who've read this ... REFLECT ... Upon This ... Communities WON'T GROW ... Without ... STRONG CONNECTIONS ... !!!!!

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Aug 26, 2018

Aug 26, 2018 at 12:18 AM UTC

big-virge

"Communities & Connections" ... A Poem written by Big Virge 19/5/2005

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This is a sport l never known. Your heart; Tells you to quit this far. I had mounted on eagle's wings. I never anticipated that my high would End up in inevitable nose *** Tears stream down. All those suicide sacrifices, Along the way l lost so much And were replaced By no other than one. To be in disreputable belongings, I worry much as l still carefree, But you left a wound in my heart.

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Dec 30, 2015

Dec 30, 2015 at 8:13 AM UTC

AllanGkah96

Single-Striped

This is a sport l never known. Your heart; Tells you to quit this far. I had mounted on eagle's wings. I never anticipated that my high would End up in inevitable nose *** Tears stream down. All those suicide sacrifices, Along the way l lost so much And were replaced By no other than one. To be in disreputable belongings, I worry much as l still carefree, But you left a wound in my heart.

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The thoughts are gone My mind at ease I haven’t noticed this kind of peace Stressed but blank Worried about moving up in rank Get my head on straight Stop ******* up so much That would come in clutch I know I’m not perfect Lord knows my imperfections Weak moments are secured Feelings on standby No time for that No more handouts You work for what you want You get what you give You’ll always be better than baby *** Moving on to a sailor From bootcamp to A school They’ll try their hardest to make A soldier out of you Little do they know You’ve been in plenty of battles Win and lost many fights Drink to the foam Heal your battle wounds Encouraged to see another day Support by the thousands Don’t let anyone down April 6th is your day You’ll really have that crown.

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Jul 2, 2018

Jul 2, 2018 at 6:53 PM UTC

key

Bootcamp Feels

The thoughts are gone My mind at ease I haven’t noticed this kind of peace Stressed but blank Worried about moving up in rank Get my head on straight Stop ******* up so much That would come in clutch I know I’m not perfect Lord knows my imperfections Weak moments are secured Feelings on standby No time for that No more handouts You work for what you want You get what you give You’ll always be better than baby *** Moving on to a sailor From bootcamp to A school They’ll try their hardest to make A soldier out of you Little do they know You’ve been in plenty of battles Win and lost many fights Drink to the foam Heal your battle wounds Encouraged to see another day Support by the thousands Don’t let anyone down April 6th is your day You’ll really have that crown.

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i. we could fit together like russian dolls. a perfect fit of two well painted figures. do you taste like autumn, bedtime and and perfection? do i smell like new books, lemon cakes or home? i could be the one who makes regret nothing and want everything. come watch this with me: these shattered constellations in a navy sky. ii. the depths of endless oceans are not enough to drown my feelings. i feel like this could be what’s the end of me. i *** into infinity, the unknown, hope. my scarred and so imperfect skin could fold into your perfection. cool skin upon cool skin. a dreamstate of awakened eyes i can hardly see. this life is lived too blindly, someone heal my sight. iii. daisy flowers uprooted from the soil, lights dimmed low, a pretty and sadly slow song is playing in the background. it all feels so deeply personal. i hope my soul is transparent so that you can see into my intoxicatingly good intentions. i’ll always want to share your breath. you’re inside of my veins pumping through my blood like drugs making me feel high

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Dec 13, 2016

Dec 13, 2016 at 9:55 PM UTC

hello_blue

lonesome fantasy (a haibun)

i. we could fit together like russian dolls. a perfect fit of two well painted figures. do you taste like autumn, bedtime and and perfection? do i smell like new books, lemon cakes or home? i could be the one who makes regret nothing and want everything. come watch this with me: these shattered constellations in a navy sky. ii. the depths of endless oceans are not enough to drown my feelings. i feel like this could be what’s the end of me. i *** into infinity, the unknown, hope. my scarred and so imperfect skin could fold into your perfection. cool skin upon cool skin. a dreamstate of awakened eyes i can hardly see. this life is lived too blindly, someone heal my sight. iii. daisy flowers uprooted from the soil, lights dimmed low, a pretty and sadly slow song is playing in the background. it all feels so deeply personal. i hope my soul is transparent so that you can see into my intoxicatingly good intentions. i’ll always want to share your breath. you’re inside of my veins pumping through my blood like drugs making me feel high

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A knowledge and a mastery kept inside is not wise and why keep those S E C R E T S that easily S L I D E out, up, down, forward, back around, a sight, a sound to D I E L G not guide! To acknowledge the catastrophe not hide those cries and why weep for a B L E A K N E S S that cunningly R S I E D in, down, behind, in front a trot, a canter, a gallop to *** IDE and hide?

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May 14, 2017

May 14, 2017 at 6:12 PM UTC

joy-ceye

Unknowing

A knowledge and a mastery kept inside is not wise and why keep those S E C R E T S that easily S L I D E out, up, down, forward, back around, a sight, a sound to D I E L G not guide! To acknowledge the catastrophe not hide those cries and why weep for a B L E A K N E S S that cunningly R S I E D in, down, behind, in front a trot, a canter, a gallop to *** IDE and hide?

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Oct 22, 2018

Oct 22, 2018 at 2:24 PM UTC

johnny-noiπ

★| Ode on Bettie overloaded. \ 1 = I (|) |★

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So Just Like My Namesake... In... “ The Great Escape “... I’m The King of... The Cooler... !!!!! Kinda Like... " Rick The Ruler ".... A TRUE School Type Mover... TOP NOTCH Rhyme Producer... !!! With Tunes That Are Cooler... Than McQueen In His Scenes... As Yup... " Virgil Hiltz "... Showing Nazis I CHILL... When They Try To Instil... Ideals That Spread War... Where Division’s The Cause... Because I Stay COOLER... Than Yes... " Ferris Bueller’ ".... !!! When It Comes To These Tutors... Whose Thoughts Should Be..... ....... NEUTERED....... !!!!! That’s Right NULLIFIED.... !!!!! Just Like Norton’s Guy.... And American Types.... Whose Actions DEFY.... REJECTION of FIGHTS... Because They’re Still TIED.... To... SUPREMACIST Minds.... !!!!!! Whose Vibe’s To *** - ide... Based Upon Colour Lines... !?! While I Deal In Vibes.... Where Tribes UNIFY... !!!!! No Matter What Colour... Or **** They STAND BY... !!! Because I Am COOLER.... Than... Racist Wrongdoers... !!!!! I Move With MORE Coolness... Than Those Who Pull Shooters... !!!! ... MILITANT Armies.... Like Those In Zimbabwe... Now OUSTING Mugabe... !!!!! Political Parties..... Who DO NOT Move Calmly... !!! So I’m Cooler Than THEM... !!!!! These Government Heads... Who Cause Heads PROBLEMS... !!! As Well As... DISTRESS... !!!!! Because They Use POWER... !!! To Use Cladding That Showers... Like... EXPLOSIVE Gunpowder... !!! So I’m COOLER Than Towers.... That In Just A Few Hours... !!!!!!!! Became HOTTER Than Plotters... Whose Movements Get HOTTER... Than.... SUICIDE BOMBERS... !!!!! I’m The COOLEST of Jotters... About All This NONSENSE.... !!! ABUSERS Whose Movements... HOT UP... Certain Collars... !!!!! Who Took Time To... HOLLA'... About How They BOTHERED... ?!? Producers And Movers.... Who Seem To NEED... “ Coolers “... !!!?!!! To CONTROL Their LOOSENESS... !!!!! However Some Coolness... Is NEEDED Like Shrewdness... When It Comes To The CLAIMS... That Are Made Nowadays... ... SO MANY Games... !!! That People Now Play... !!!!! The Type That Have RACKETS... And Strings That Pull Jackets... !!! On Puppets And Slaves... Who Seem To Get Brave.... When It’s LATE In The day.... !!!!! To REFUTERS I Say... CALM DOWN Now Okay... !!! I Suggest You Stay COOLER... Than London’s Commuters... When TERROR Becomes.... What HITS It’s Stations... !!!!!! Or Cooler Than COUGARS... Who Move Like SEDUCERS... When Their ONLY Future... Is *** With OLD Suitors ... Boozers And Schmoozers'... !!! Whose ***** LOST IT’s Rooster.... !?!?! So NEEDS To Use BOOSTERS... Like..... ****** Users.... !!!!!! As I Said... This Poem... Should PROVE I’m NO LOSER... !!!!! I’m Just A Producer... of Rhymes That Are Shrewder... Than SCOOTER Type Looters... !!!!! Who’s... SICKER Than TUMOURS... !!!!! And Like... " Steve McQueen "... When It Comes To Rhyme Schemes... Don’t Let The Rest FOOL YA.... !!!!! I’m THE KING of What’s... ........ “ COOLER “.......

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Jun 9, 2021

Jun 9, 2021 at 1:09 AM UTC

big-virge

'Cooler' ... A Poem written by Big Virge 20/11/2017

So Just Like My Namesake... In... “ The Great Escape “... I’m The King of... The Cooler... !!!!! Kinda Like... " Rick The Ruler ".... A TRUE School Type Mover... TOP NOTCH Rhyme Producer... !!! With Tunes That Are Cooler... Than McQueen In His Scenes... As Yup... " Virgil Hiltz "... Showing Nazis I CHILL... When They Try To Instil... Ideals That Spread War... Where Division’s The Cause... Because I Stay COOLER... Than Yes... " Ferris Bueller’ ".... !!! When It Comes To These Tutors... Whose Thoughts Should Be..... ....... NEUTERED....... !!!!! That’s Right NULLIFIED.... !!!!! Just Like Norton’s Guy.... And American Types.... Whose Actions DEFY.... REJECTION of FIGHTS... Because They’re Still TIED.... To... SUPREMACIST Minds.... !!!!!! Whose Vibe’s To *** - ide... Based Upon Colour Lines... !?! While I Deal In Vibes.... Where Tribes UNIFY... !!!!! No Matter What Colour... Or **** They STAND BY... !!! Because I Am COOLER.... Than... Racist Wrongdoers... !!!!! I Move With MORE Coolness... Than Those Who Pull Shooters... !!!! ... MILITANT Armies.... Like Those In Zimbabwe... Now OUSTING Mugabe... !!!!! Political Parties..... Who DO NOT Move Calmly... !!! So I’m Cooler Than THEM... !!!!! These Government Heads... Who Cause Heads PROBLEMS... !!! As Well As... DISTRESS... !!!!! Because They Use POWER... !!! To Use Cladding That Showers... Like... EXPLOSIVE Gunpowder... !!! So I’m COOLER Than Towers.... That In Just A Few Hours... !!!!!!!! Became HOTTER Than Plotters... Whose Movements Get HOTTER... Than.... SUICIDE BOMBERS... !!!!! I’m The COOLEST of Jotters... About All This NONSENSE.... !!! ABUSERS Whose Movements... HOT UP... Certain Collars... !!!!! Who Took Time To... HOLLA'... About How They BOTHERED... ?!? Producers And Movers.... Who Seem To NEED... “ Coolers “... !!!?!!! To CONTROL Their LOOSENESS... !!!!! However Some Coolness... Is NEEDED Like Shrewdness... When It Comes To The CLAIMS... That Are Made Nowadays... ... SO MANY Games... !!! That People Now Play... !!!!! The Type That Have RACKETS... And Strings That Pull Jackets... !!! On Puppets And Slaves... Who Seem To Get Brave.... When It’s LATE In The day.... !!!!! To REFUTERS I Say... CALM DOWN Now Okay... !!! I Suggest You Stay COOLER... Than London’s Commuters... When TERROR Becomes.... What HITS It’s Stations... !!!!!! Or Cooler Than COUGARS... Who Move Like SEDUCERS... When Their ONLY Future... Is *** With OLD Suitors ... Boozers And Schmoozers'... !!! Whose ***** LOST IT’s Rooster.... !?!?! So NEEDS To Use BOOSTERS... Like..... ****** Users.... !!!!!! As I Said... This Poem... Should PROVE I’m NO LOSER... !!!!! I’m Just A Producer... of Rhymes That Are Shrewder... Than SCOOTER Type Looters... !!!!! Who’s... SICKER Than TUMOURS... !!!!! And Like... " Steve McQueen "... When It Comes To Rhyme Schemes... Don’t Let The Rest FOOL YA.... !!!!! I’m THE KING of What’s... ........ “ COOLER “.......

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