"freebies" poems
hang on tight, baby -
keep your senses wide
for we're going on a roller-coaster ride;
scream as much
but just hang on tight, baby -
hang on for dear life
times are tough
more than ever;
bills come at the speed of bullets
taxes gather like summer flies
and debts ricochet against our walls;
the banks want more and more
but there's just air in our pockets
hang on tight, baby -
keep your senses wide
for we're going on a roller-coaster ride;
scream as much
but just hang on tight, baby -
hang on for dear life
the jobs dry up and
the dollars dwindle into cents;
permanent becomes temp
and temp becomes non-existent;
full-time goes into part-time
and part-time into casual
and casual into zilch
hang on tight, baby -
keep your senses wide
for we're going on a roller-coaster ride;
scream as much
but just hang on tight, baby -
hang on for dear life
nature conspires with the economy,
sweetheart:
she sends rains and fire and landslides;
she claws sands off the beaches and
all we have left are
government ******** and *******
who care a hoot about our fish and chips
hang on tight, baby -
keep your senses wide
for we're going on a roller-coaster ride;
scream as much
but just hang on tight, baby -
hang on for dear life
time's not on our side either, sweetheart;
mind you, with mighty puffed cheeks
he blows H1N1 flu round the globe
and so sends people and customers away
and those who remain turn cheap and nasty
and all these pigs want are discounts and freebies
hang on tight, baby -
keep your senses wide
for we're going on a roller-coaster ride;
scream as much
but just hang on tight, baby -
hang on for dear life
the collection agencies are knocking, dear -
it sounds much like the knock of death
in Beethoven's ninth;
the mortgage barbarians are on their horses
and they send writs and auction threats
and re-possessions
hang on tight, baby -
keep your senses wide
for we're going on a roller-coaster ride;
scream as much
but just hang on tight, baby -
hang on for dear life
O hang on, sweetheart,
hang on tight:
many will fall, many will bleed
but those who hang on tight
and those who can love
those who can dream together
they will ride the nights out into clear day
hang on tight, baby -
keep your senses wide
for we're going on a roller-coaster ride;
scream as much
but just hang on tight, baby -
hang on for dear life
Oct 19, 2010
Oct 19, 2010 at 8:30 PM UTC
By Arcassin Burnham
Saliva couldn't get any sweeter,
The kisses that she gives are drenched in French tendencies,
Pardon it,
If I say ****** things,
I won't say nothing at all,
As long as there are yellow lines of the road to diamond valley,
I'd be in love with her character,
Infatuation with the smile,
And obsessed with her features,
And although those two words match in one meaning,
Shes Insightful towards my smarts,
Sitting on the patio simply gleaming,
Rubs her hand across her chest for a new Arousal,
I care for you,
About Affection so emotions wouldn't carry,
There's something,
Bout,
The way,
You lick your,
..... Cherries.
Apr 27, 2015
Apr 27, 2015 at 1:28 AM UTC
Cincinnati Opening Day
It's a regional holiday
The Finley Market parade
America's first professional baseball team does it the right way
Excitement is in the air
I like to go downtown and pick up freebies on the square
Everybody is dressed in red or Reds gear
Bands are playing, if you want to have fun; you got to go there
The start of baseball season
You know warm weather is near
Everybody has high hopes that this is the year
Opening Day in Cincinnati, come on down and have a beer
C
O O
g0 Reds!
Mar 31, 2014
Mar 31, 2014 at 8:11 AM UTC
I don't think it's possible to be too pretty.
When you're pretty you don't get ignored.
You go to the front of lines and get freebies.
You get the best guys and the best of life.
There's no such thing as being too pretty.
Oct 21, 2013
Oct 21, 2013 at 8:06 PM UTC
By Arcassin Burnham
Long flowing hair full of deep memories , remedies and ferral galleries,
She has beautiful pictures,
Black and purple hair,
Black lipstick,
Black skirt and collared shirt,
Describing an emotional human being is not easy,
An "emo" as they might say,
Darker than the light in hades eyes ,
The stars just don't seem align for me,
Crying in the bathroom just to let your conscience free,
Freedom wasn't in the question,
Neither was her therapy sessions,
And guidance counselors attention,
No I ain't your blessin',
But,
What do you feel when no ones around,
Who in your life has been lecturing and putting you down,
She Wouldn't Tell Me,
To much sorrow brings death,
Let's just hope your not too crazy,
People find you interesting like Kevin Spacey,
The devils taunting with you,
Telling you , "face me",
Vampire skin,
Very cold and pastey,
I just wish you could trust me enough to tell me.
Apr 27, 2015
Apr 27, 2015 at 1:34 AM UTC
she had these little hobbit feet
on her lower back a patch of hair
i offered to shave them both off
but she preferred to leave them there
when we ordered take out Thai
she always asks for extra spice
i send her in to pick it up
because they never charge her full price
The owner always winks at her
she says it's kind of creepy
i say baby just play the game
as long as he's giving you freebies
but since you left he always asks
so i told him you moved on
i woke up one morning and found a note
she found some better honey walnut prawn
Jan 9, 2016
Jan 9, 2016 at 5:55 PM UTC
Benefit spongers and loafers and loungers all rolled into one and labelled as scroungers
but
I see MP's on junkets and freebies all paid for and by
you and I.
Who's robbing who,
who's robbing you
who's robbing me?
ask your
MP.
Jan 26, 2014
Jan 26, 2014 at 8:29 AM UTC
In Denmark
we toured
the beer factory
Dalya and I
and there were Aussies with us
and it was their paradise
and they were swapping
bottles of mineral drinks
for cans and bottles of beer
with those who
were not beer drinkers
and Dalya swapped
her beer with them
and said
can't drink beer
gives me the *****
but I kept mine
and sipped and drank
until the freebies were gone
and we left
and toured Copenhagen together
taking in the shops
and cafes and bars
and later back at base camp
we had hot-dogs
and drinks
at the camp bar
and she said
that Yank girl
is away until tomorrow
gone off with some guy
she met in Hamburg
(poor guy)
so if you want to
you can come
share my tent tonight
I ate my hot-dog
and sipped my beer
and had a smoke
and said
sure be nice
and so we walked
from the bar to her tent
up on a hill
a short distance away
and so we did
*** and sleep
and ended our day.
Aug 9, 2015
Aug 9, 2015 at 3:44 AM UTC
John is what hookers call
Their customers in this land.
They make him feel like a king
And tell him he is grand.
They fuss over him like royalty
As long as he pays the bills.
His habits can make stomachs turn.
He’d be dead, if looks could ****
King John, the biggest ******
To have ever worn the crown
If he were an office building
He would quickly be torn down.
Nobody ever thinks of him
In any pleasant kind of way.
If he has a need he needs filled
No freebies, he has to pay.
If there is some slimy way
To speak a simple sentence
He will choose it, and insult
With no thought of repentance.
He owes his wealth to ***** tricks
And that is just what he is.
An absolute and total waste
Of his awful father’s ****
King John sits on his throne
Gathers soulless souls around.
He laughs at those who take his bribes;
A particularly ugly sound.
He has no conscience, so doesn’t see
How quickly his presence can pall.
He is the king of a kind of hell;
No kind of royalty at all.
Oct 13, 2017
Oct 13, 2017 at 11:26 PM UTC
The rain;
Flogging our roof’s heads with sound.
‘Tchssschschschchchcshshcsh…’
like unplugged cable.
Smudges our screens in monotonous tone until
wire is cut, or lightning struck.
A veil of silence
envelopes eyes, off-color.
We stop to think of what might happen.
To stare at endless possibilities
of rain falling
to a stop.
Unless the flood comes uninvited,
Offers things for sale; usually you’re left
without a choice.
Barters a few Armani clothes or a few Dolce & Gabbana
For a sack of rice and a few cans.
Sometimes the flood throws you freebies,
like exotic pets bigger than a cat
Or throw in a few Pesos and get a broken tire.
But mostly they just give you mud and dirt. Mud and dirt.
They fill you up with it
and cover your eyes with it too.
And if you get lucky, they’ll throw you
the essentials like refusing to take your children,
The recovery of a dead faith and you start praying again,
Or they give you an orange boat.
Sometimes the rain comes in to see if you’ll sink
Or learn to walk again.
(Paolo Jerome D. Cristobal / September 13, 2010 - Alabang)
Aug 11, 2014
Aug 11, 2014 at 5:26 AM UTC
By Arcassin Burnham
One mistake,
I won't ,
Forget,
You had your changes,
And then you left high and dry,
Except the wind wasn't blowing your way,
But I know it played a part in mine,
I could feel your garden being infiltrated,
Nobody couldn't love you like I do,
On the radio a couple of recognizable tunes,
And when you sang,
I guess the wind had a change of heart,
Hair blowing every which way,
Like your soul fell apart,
And I would love you all to pieces,
I told you one day we'd live the golden years,
But not together,
And with children,
Yeah we know our phase,
That song in my head and the lake down the bridge,
Would not change the way I feel about this most exquisite evening,
I know,
You'll be okay,
For tonight,
While your dreaming,
So I put you back whole again,
Now you're back in my arms again.
Apr 27, 2015
Apr 27, 2015 at 1:21 AM UTC
By Arcassin Burnham
Want ,
Nothing to do with you,
I prosper only for happiness,
While you're possessed with greed,
Second,
Don't want to listen to you,
Its more than enough to digest,
While thinking I was all you need,
Do,
You just not recall,
Someone told me secrets,
Didn't hear them all until now,
See,
In the guilt I hope you slip and fall,
I just couldn't believe it,
I have nothing else to do with you now.
Apr 27, 2015
Apr 27, 2015 at 1:31 AM UTC
Them shabby,greedy,grasping grabby gits what sits on Whitehall's seats gives me the heebies
what with all them bleeding freebies it beats me what we has them for,it's sods own law but them lot there don't give a flying monkeys,they just don't care for the likes of me and you,
but it's me and you what makes them rich and still the greedy buggers itch for more and more,
a case of Orwell's nineteen eighty four and there's no ragged trousered philanthropists anymore,the score being, them one and us nil and the swines send us the ****** bill and if you haven't got the readies it's off to beddy byes up hangmans hill,
them ******** will
get you in the end,bend you to their way of thinking,put holes in you until you're sinking and throw you a promissory note,does **** float?
I think not
but I think it's what we get and all they've got,
it's a right old liberty with the men at the thin end of the ministry and the fat cats get them rats to batten us down.
Out of town it gets no better,they google and with the letter of the law move in to nick you,it makes me sick,an Englishman's home should be his castle not the knocking shop for them what has to hassle,but
it's in the doings and when the doings become undone, we see it now with the knife and the gun
and that's no fun.neither is the sharp end of the stick they **** and poke us with,
it's donkeys and dogs and the laps of the gods and we sit and drink tea when the clock strikes three
because we're all a little crazy,
a teensy off key,
we have to be
to survive.
Jun 14, 2014
Jun 14, 2014 at 6:14 PM UTC
By Arcassin Burnham
I need an extra dose to cure my sanity,
But the doc was a ****
What was real? Losing myself and reality,
So I nearly went bizzerk,
Never bite the hand that feeds,
Memories got put to work,
Who am I to disagree,
On who I know and who knows my worth,
But it was so worth it on esponola street,
Tired of the hurt over writing words,
You can have it.
Apr 27, 2015
Apr 27, 2015 at 1:25 AM UTC
I used facebook to play angrybirds
This was so interesting I played it
for few months together
to be the top scorer
I was so much indulged in it after achieving one account to maximum
I have to play more
I made two more accounts to continue the game
One day the owner of the game announced that it will be no more free to play the game
I too became angry like that bird and closed my all accounts to play the game
The angrybirds game may be there for paid players
But I decided not to open any account in social media
First they provide freebies
and when we are addicted
they ask for the money
So, now I have accounts on chatting platform
I closed down my Quora account as the authentic information is merely two to three percent
Others are making fun only by misguiding the community
Sep 30, 2024
Sep 30, 2024 at 3:17 AM UTC
Amy asked for
Brian's basket,
Casey almost blew a gasket.
Daniel went to summer school,
Ethan thinks he's super cool.
Fiona fell right on the floor,
Gabby laughed and laughed some more.
Hugo got the heebie-jeebies,
Isaac loves to score some freebies.
Jess is top in all her classes,
Kylie needs her reading glasses.
Lyra loves to sing a song,
Maggie never thinks she's wrong.
Noah broke his little nose,
Oliver drinks right out the hose.
Penny poses for a photo,
Quincy's dragon's a Komodo.
Ryan thinks his dog has rabies,
Stuart's cat just had some babies.
Tommy likes to play baseball,
Ursula likes the season fall.
Violet plays the violin,
Wyatt's strength comes from within.
Xavier needs all
Your attention,
Zane just got his tenth detention.
May 10, 2019
May 10, 2019 at 3:15 PM UTC