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"domestically" poems
"montana-says-yoga-pants-illegal" Look up on Yahoo we got quite the stash, under the illegal grass, in our hidden home, bring 'em out when it's just the two of us, looking to get exercised o'course we have secret codes, (yogurt slackers) never call 'em by their real name in public, lest we get sent by drone to the new orange and black jail when we be feeling risky-frisky, under our coats we wear 'em semi-publicly, but to blend in, we only buy black, seeing as we live in new york seeity, where we reside, black be the only legal color for approved illegal street walking never when we travel domestically in case we get busted, don't want to face federal interstate charges of inciting others to riot sensationally! this land is not my land, maybe it is yours, but if you come alooking for us, we got a cabin in the deep words, where we practice dress code freedom, no ties, shirts untucked, navel (oranges) fully exposed, button down shirts always  unbuttoned, (my high school days revolutionary first strike) hoping to escape the idiots we place above us to "govern"
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Feb 17, 2015
Feb 17, 2015 at 4:34 PM UTC
Illegal yogurt pants
Trophies for last place, And a Holiday for every weekend. A taste of this and that... OF Italy and Ireland and Asia and Germany and every township in the county, and 3 collective Miles of Portable Toilets, Strategically Positioned throughout each event. cause there is going to be a Lot of **** Hooray for whatever we are celebrating this weekend. Whichever one of the 30 different Woodstocks Or week long Music Festivals That exist only so the Hippest of Hipsters can congratulate each other on how Indie they are. Ya know, it's happy hour somewhere... Why not party All Day, Everyday? Devalue the weekend Like we have thanksgiving And New Years. A Five Kay For the Common Cold, And We'll even give trophies for last place. Cause we're all winners here. and we're all hungry. And What represents your heritage better than Pizza or sauerkraut or General Tso's And endless flowing barrels of refreshing, Ice cold, Domestically brewed and Nationally brand recognized Alcoholic Beverages? IT's The Great Dumb Down, Charlie Brown!!! A symptom of the Universe If there ever was one. Mass anesthesia to keep us all content With our collective mediocrities, our Forfeit Potential, Our Day Job that doesn't pay very well, But kind has benefits. So we stay on. In fear of nothing better. It makes feel important. Like Wheel of Fortune makes us feel smart. (Wow, you can spell?!)... Dwindling returns in a world of Beige and Pastels And the Muted Grays of limestone concrete. We Accept less and we Get less and we accept less and we Get less And On And on and on, till we hit that lowest common cultural denominator, where your race is what food you eat, And we all qualify for the special Olympics.
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Jul 17, 2014
Jul 17, 2014 at 9:52 AM UTC
Peppermint Pattie's Farting Circus
Trophies for last place, And a Holiday for every weekend. A taste of this and that... OF Italy and Ireland and Asia and Germany and every township in the county, and 3 collective Miles of Portable Toilets, Strategically Positioned throughout each event. cause there is going to be a Lot of **** Hooray for whatever we are celebrating this weekend. Whichever one of the 30 different Woodstocks Or week long Music Festivals That exist only so the Hippest of Hipsters can congratulate each other on how Indie they are. Ya know, it's happy hour somewhere... Why not party All Day, Everyday? Devalue the weekend Like we have thanksgiving And New Years. A Five Kay For the Common Cold, And We'll even give trophies for last place. Cause we're all winners here. and we're all hungry. And What represents your heritage better than Pizza or sauerkraut or General Tso's And endless flowing barrels of refreshing, Ice cold, Domestically brewed and Nationally brand recognized Alcoholic Beverages? IT's The Great Dumb Down, Charlie Brown!!! A symptom of the Universe If there ever was one. Mass anesthesia to keep us all content With our collective mediocrities, our Forfeit Potential, Our Day Job that doesn't pay very well, But kind has benefits. So we stay on. In fear of nothing better. It makes feel important. Like Wheel of Fortune makes us feel smart. (Wow, you can spell?!)... Dwindling returns in a world of Beige and Pastels And the Muted Grays of limestone concrete. We Accept less and we Get less and we accept less and we Get less And On And on and on, till we hit that lowest common cultural denominator, where your race is what food you eat, And we all qualify for the special Olympics.
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Domestically the cat and dog Are streets above the rest But wild alligators Have put this theory to the test. Panting hippopotami Run faster than a mule And a camel humps his water Through the desert like a fool. Bandicoots are ugly, Chipmonks pretty cute, And the squirrel steals his nuts And hides them in the ground as loot. Tigers are voracious But beautiful as sin, They have coats of cruel colours With two burning eyes within. Elephants spectacular, Blue whales even more But my favourite little goldfish Really shows them all the door. Marshalg @theGate Mangere Bridge 4th January 2009
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Oct 23, 2009
Oct 23, 2009 at 10:32 PM UTC
Pets
Some people say love is the most extravagant feeling in the world People in bad situations would probably disagree People domestically abused, and everyone unconcerned They really hope one day they can just be free But can they? No hope, no help, nobody to guide them out The feelings of, anger, sorrow and, betray Even when out of these situations there is still doubt I hope the pain goes away, but that’s something I simply can’t control You can't rule me like a ******* gaming console You stole everything from me My, laughter, love and smile Things I won't have back for a long while
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Feb 9, 2021
Feb 9, 2021 at 1:31 PM UTC
Domestic Abuse
Who does it hurt? Domestically, North Dakota, the worst, But New Mexico also, Just to bring it home to me, Here on the high mesa That is Northern New Mexico, At one time The Northern Viceroy, Empire Americana, His Majesty Philip I, King of Spain’s Duke of Earl Moment-- Felipe’s 16th Century That was Europe. But I digress. Dropping oil prices have to, Must impact the Arab Oil- Producing World in a most Un-delightful way. Perhaps it’s time to Put the screws to our Islamic brethren? The Powers that be— Our pals at the World Economic Forum, The Nabobs of WEF, Getting together again at Davos or Some other insanely affluent playground, This time deciding These barbaric decapitations Have gone quite far enough.
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May 11, 2015
May 11, 2015 at 3:01 PM UTC
"When Oil Prices Drop"
I don't know how I got this bad A depressed mother A chauvinist dad I want to run away and start a new life To be someone's soulmate To be someone's wife I cannot cross my dad He raises his hand Going against him is domestically banned And all this while I stand broken An emotional mess and not well-spoken But I'm told I victimize- Myself, and then I'm criticized So be my guest and judge me mate But help me out before it's too late I am looking for happiness and that is all I would let love be my biggest fall
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Apr 30, 2018
Apr 30, 2018 at 11:02 PM UTC
My Personal Hell
After all the rage is run dry And the rockets are set aside The girl's not coming home She ran water back and forth 'Cross the great lands on battlefield She's seen horrors That put grown men to sleep She's nursed wounds that endlessly seep But after the war out here The girl's not coming home She's not stopping or slowing She's going to make a break for it Because no amount of hellfire Compares to what goes on Behind domestically closed doors The girl's not coming home She's no valuables worth dropping in for Because as soon as she enters The threshold of the front door It's another go round of fate worse death And ****** all because The girl's not coming home She's learned from that mistake Sometimes the one you marry Isn't the one you loved all those years ago Before **** went south and he backhanded your mouth When the bottle made him rough And you don't wanna play Darling The girl's not coming home One time too many 'round that track Lucky she has no kids She'd leave them just the same It ain't no way to live In the twenty-firsf century So everyone The girl's not coming home
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Aug 8, 2016
Aug 8, 2016 at 11:31 AM UTC
The Girl's Not Coming Home
Hi, I'm a strong believer the media is important. But I cannot associate myself with the news that it's reportin'. Domestically, we see one side, not enough is imported. And if I speak out, there's a fear I get deported, but I'm living far away from where I was born. It's too hard at this time to really call that place my home. Other nations are more accepting and they're half as diverse. I can't help but think that the roles should be reversed. Not mine, but some peoples ancestors traveled across the sea Searching for a new life to rid themselves of heresy. Now they won't let you board a plane if you've got hairy cheeks, Or a wrap on your head. They'll give up your seat. I didn't create the problem. I'm still in my teens. What went wrong in the past that infected us with greed. I find it hard to believe that there was just a 'bad seed'. I'm made by what I feel, what I hear, and what I see. Now it's my job, and the rest of my generation's, to sniff out the problems. Find where people were mistaken. Some issues may be right in front of our nose. Sometimes we don't realize how deep this stuff goes. We often don't understand how the darkness grows. As much as we study, no one really knows. As a young person, I'm still stuck writing poetry because no one who matters would listen to my prose.
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Jan 30, 2018
Jan 30, 2018 at 11:53 AM UTC
Strong Believer
Why is that people only care about **** culture, when it actually happens to their daughters, to their sisters, to their brothers, to their mothers, fathers or even their grandfathers and grandmothers? Why do we ignore when others have been ***** or domestically abused? Or why do we change the channel when it’s discussed on the news? We do have hold these covert rules and hush any fools that try to break these rules? Why can’t we give our children the tools to better watch out or deal with these ghouls? Why is it an inappropriate topic to discuss in schools. They say not to make a mountain out of mole hills? ‘So, just pretend it didn’t happen and just stomach it along with some pills.’ Just what the doctor prescribed, yet no matter how many pills we take we feel dead inside. For we can’t hide from this monster, maybe that’s why a lot choose suicide. It’s not just a phase or a mental illness yet that’s how we choose to cut the pie. Yet if we saw beyond the surface, maybe we would see other reasons why? Why this happens. Why it’s important and should no longer be ignored. Why it continues. Why it’s more complex than we think and the many factors that lead to this. And lastly why we need to love and support those through it.
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Dec 13, 2018
Dec 13, 2018 at 1:18 AM UTC
Tough topic to discuss
Your soft lips A wet caress Tinged with sweet mint and cigarettes And something faintly spiced The softness of your hands on my hips Your stomach and chest pressed against mine Breathing into each other Your heartbeat the only sound I can hear Domestically in love
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Feb 5, 2023
Feb 5, 2023 at 11:10 PM UTC
He Tastes Like Cigarettes