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"hahahahahaha" poems
Sentimental emotions needs to be shared Down at your little throne I glared I danced I frowned I smiled Oh silly jester of the court.. You only see a face of a fool! oh deary, please allow me to retort. I make the masses smile all the time my dear Why can't you see this jester's love appear? I juggle knives and flames for your amusement. Oh truly I do shrug in fear and in torment. /Hush little darling don't you frown This little jester will be your clown All he wants to do is to see you smile All he wants to do is laugh for awhile This psychopathic love that I have for you Would only be the beginning of our story for two. The jester smiles and the crowd goes nuts Alas the princess is with me but the pain still cuts/ Let the jester make you the grandest ball of them all Let your lover make you twirl round and round in this ball Let the crowd know this love that I held in the end A jester to a lover what a sweet sweet blend HaHaHaHaHaHa says the jester gone mad How could this fairy tale got so wrong and bad The jester hacks and slashes oh he is excited For my sweet deary all things should be dead. I thank the world for what it gave my heart Sadly a jester can only do much it rips him apart He can only make people smile and more is too much. Bodies everywhere my love pulseless, inside the jester he only laughed a bunch.
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Oct 11, 2017
Oct 11, 2017 at 3:53 PM UTC
Sweet Jester, Never Lover
A conversation with my little cousins: Him: Knock knock! Me: Who's there? Him: Doctor! Me: Doctor Who? Him: Exactly! HAHAHAHAHAHA Me: Hahaha That's very funny darling. His little brother: KNOCK KNOCK! Me: Who's there? His little brother: um... um... I forgot, wait no um POTATO MUFFIN BANANA NINJA! Me: Potato muffin banana ninja who? His little brother: EXACTLY! HAHAHAHAHAHA! Me: Um... yeah. hahaha... Him: HAHAHAHAHA THAT'S FUNNY! Me: Um, yes. Sure. ha. haha. hahaha... His little brother: It's funny because I said POTATO MUFFIN BANANA NINJA and then you said WHO and then I said EXACTLY! HAHAHAHAHAHA Me: *** I think they are both having seizures... --------------------- But I love them with all my heart!!! <3 (My littlest cousin is obsessed with potatoes, muffins, bananas, and ninjas. I don't know it's weird dont ask)
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Nov 27, 2014
Nov 27, 2014 at 11:51 AM UTC
A conversation with my little cousins
To all those that were reading my last piece,'Split personality' I had to take it down sadly after it had trended to a hundred reads in 3 hrs. But I wrote quickly and used the word 'cohabit' without realizing what it implied... you throw that in with 'brotherly loyalty' and the whole piece just reads a lot gay... now, I'm not hating on gay people... I just don't swing that way, wouldn't want my poems to give off the wrong impression... all said and done... I have just had a good laugh at my own expense hahahahaha
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Apr 17, 2013
Apr 17, 2013 at 10:59 AM UTC
hahahahahaha... the difference one word can make
Shifting shifting Into gear I'm driving without fear Vroom vroom So far I go Where I do not know Chit chat chit chat They all speak Without them I am weak Swirling swirling My Brain is fried I let out and cry Nic NAC nic NAC Give myself  a slap I need to take a nap Plic plac ship lac I need a whicky snack For I am not a bat I'm losing my mind It bellows obscenities Can I still follow the rhyme I lost track of time I have no dime ? Save me save me sir mime It makes no sense Too much suspense My body is too tense I want it to stop    Please God Let it stop I'm tired It's screaming Tens of voices New ideas So many choices I forget them Before I start them Then I'm off exchanging myself For a new shelf I'm talking I'm dancing I'm cleaning I'm ScrEAMING   It's creamy~ Words words They don't add up Help me help me god above Help me help me Ones I love I'm losing my **** I'm losing all of it Am I bipolar Or just ******* nuts I cannot contain my lusts I want it all I want a nap I want to fall And run a lap La la la la lee do da da I sing a little song La la la le do da da I cry a little long La la la le do da da I scream hahahAHAHAHA I am not an Artist~ I am not a talent I am nothing much But leftover lunch Molding and burning In the evening sun My end has begun I am in need of savior No chance with my flavor Throw me away Let me sleep I am a jumbled up mess Trying to count too many sheep Peep peep little one I am insane I took your brain And set it on a plane It'll never return The same You are to blame Who are you Who am I ? Maybe I'll know When I die
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Mar 2, 2022
Mar 2, 2022 at 1:04 AM UTC
Bipolar or not
Shifting shifting Into gear I'm driving without fear Vroom vroom So far I go Where I do not know Chit chat chit chat They all speak Without them I am weak Swirling swirling My Brain is fried I let out and cry Nic NAC nic NAC Give myself  a slap I need to take a nap Plic plac ship lac I need a whicky snack For I am not a bat I'm losing my mind It bellows obscenities Can I still follow the rhyme I lost track of time I have no dime ? Save me save me sir mime It makes no sense Too much suspense My body is too tense I want it to stop    Please God Let it stop I'm tired It's screaming Tens of voices New ideas So many choices I forget them Before I start them Then I'm off exchanging myself For a new shelf I'm talking I'm dancing I'm cleaning I'm ScrEAMING   It's creamy~ Words words They don't add up Help me help me god above Help me help me Ones I love I'm losing my **** I'm losing all of it Am I bipolar Or just ******* nuts I cannot contain my lusts I want it all I want a nap I want to fall And run a lap La la la la lee do da da I sing a little song La la la le do da da I cry a little long La la la le do da da I scream hahahAHAHAHA I am not an Artist~ I am not a talent I am nothing much But leftover lunch Molding and burning In the evening sun My end has begun I am in need of savior No chance with my flavor Throw me away Let me sleep I am a jumbled up mess Trying to count too many sheep Peep peep little one I am insane I took your brain And set it on a plane It'll never return The same You are to blame Who are you Who am I ? Maybe I'll know When I die
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I sit on my own in a restaurant And at the table next to me A guy’s grabbing a hunny’s **** And giving it all the googly eyes; He smiles. It’s a first date. He’s done her already And she is a stunner Eastern European A body built like an athlete A body you’d **** yourself for Just for a sip of that amber nectar The body of a woman that puts fire in the ***** And gives way to sleepless nights. He was grinning And I was lost in my Vichyssoise But as the evening wears on The passion disintegrates Into mindless rote They were onto eating sandwiches And I was onto the lobster I know that you shouldn’t bring a sandwich To a buffet. The guy with the Bulgarian hunny learnt that too: As soon as the guy looks up and begins to give his order to the waitress The Bulgarian hunny interrupts him “I would to order...” “Bradley, don’t you look at another woman – He’ll be having the salad and the tuna steak. You know you’re not having a **** steak I don’t want you dying of a heart attack before you’re forty. And I’m certainly not going to be left to feed 6 kids!” There was an awkward silence Every time Bradley tried to get a word in the Hot Bulgarian fluttered her big brown eyes And shrugged her shoulder. “Boy, save the charm for the girl on your arm.” God, if I were him I would sleep with one eye open. And I know if they had a bunny It would be on the stove by now. The conversation gently continued, Poor Bradley couldn’t look at another woman Throughout the evening It was decided: 3 boys and 3 girls And not one would be thought to be called Bradley Jr. They had to graduate They had to work five years And have full dental plans All this was going on before The salads. I have to laugh Hahahahahaha When one is faced with a beauty like that That’s a maniac I have to think: You can’t taste the milk And then not put a down payment on the cow.
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Nov 19, 2011
Nov 19, 2011 at 10:09 PM UTC
It Had To Be You
I sit on my own in a restaurant And at the table next to me A guy’s grabbing a hunny’s **** And giving it all the googly eyes; He smiles. It’s a first date. He’s done her already And she is a stunner Eastern European A body built like an athlete A body you’d **** yourself for Just for a sip of that amber nectar The body of a woman that puts fire in the ***** And gives way to sleepless nights. He was grinning And I was lost in my Vichyssoise But as the evening wears on The passion disintegrates Into mindless rote They were onto eating sandwiches And I was onto the lobster I know that you shouldn’t bring a sandwich To a buffet. The guy with the Bulgarian hunny learnt that too: As soon as the guy looks up and begins to give his order to the waitress The Bulgarian hunny interrupts him “I would to order...” “Bradley, don’t you look at another woman – He’ll be having the salad and the tuna steak. You know you’re not having a **** steak I don’t want you dying of a heart attack before you’re forty. And I’m certainly not going to be left to feed 6 kids!” There was an awkward silence Every time Bradley tried to get a word in the Hot Bulgarian fluttered her big brown eyes And shrugged her shoulder. “Boy, save the charm for the girl on your arm.” God, if I were him I would sleep with one eye open. And I know if they had a bunny It would be on the stove by now. The conversation gently continued, Poor Bradley couldn’t look at another woman Throughout the evening It was decided: 3 boys and 3 girls And not one would be thought to be called Bradley Jr. They had to graduate They had to work five years And have full dental plans All this was going on before The salads. I have to laugh Hahahahahaha When one is faced with a beauty like that That’s a maniac I have to think: You can’t taste the milk And then not put a down payment on the cow.
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I sit on my own in a restaurant And at the table next to me A guy’s grabbing a hunny’s **** And giving it all the googly eyes; He smiles. It’s a first date. He’s done her already And she is a stunner Eastern European A body built like an athlete A body you’d **** yourself for Just for a sip of that amber nectar The body of a woman that puts fire in the ***** And gives way to sleepless nights. He was grinning And I was lost in my Vichyssoise But as the evening wears on The passion disintegrates Into mindless rote They were onto eating sandwiches And I was onto the lobster I know that you shouldn’t bring a sandwich To a buffet. The guy with the Bulgarian hunny learnt that too: As soon as the guy looks up and begins to give his order to the waitress The Bulgarian hunny interrupts him “I would to order...” “Bradley, don’t you look at another woman – He’ll be having the salad and the tuna steak. You know you’re not having a **** steak I don’t want you dying of a heart attack before you’re forty. And I’m certainly not going to be left to feed 6 kids!” There was an awkward silence Every time Bradley tried to get a word in the Hot Bulgarian fluttered her big brown eyes And shrugged her shoulder. “Boy, save the charm for the girl on your arm.” God, if I were him I would sleep with one eye open. And I know if they had a bunny It would be on the stove by now. The conversation gently continued, Poor Bradley couldn’t look at another woman Throughout the evening It was decided: 3 boys and 3 girls And not one would be thought to be called Bradley Jr. They had to graduate They had to work five years And have full dental plans All this was going on before The salads. I have to laugh Hahahahahaha When one is faced with a beauty like that That’s a maniac I have to think: You can’t taste the milk And then not put a down payment on the cow.
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Nov 11, 2011
Nov 11, 2011 at 3:50 PM UTC
It Had To Be You
I sit on my own in a restaurant And at the table next to me A guy’s grabbing a hunny’s **** And giving it all the googly eyes; He smiles. It’s a first date. He’s done her already And she is a stunner Eastern European A body built like an athlete A body you’d **** yourself for Just for a sip of that amber nectar The body of a woman that puts fire in the ***** And gives way to sleepless nights. He was grinning And I was lost in my Vichyssoise But as the evening wears on The passion disintegrates Into mindless rote They were onto eating sandwiches And I was onto the lobster I know that you shouldn’t bring a sandwich To a buffet. The guy with the Bulgarian hunny learnt that too: As soon as the guy looks up and begins to give his order to the waitress The Bulgarian hunny interrupts him “I would to order...” “Bradley, don’t you look at another woman – He’ll be having the salad and the tuna steak. You know you’re not having a **** steak I don’t want you dying of a heart attack before you’re forty. And I’m certainly not going to be left to feed 6 kids!” There was an awkward silence Every time Bradley tried to get a word in the Hot Bulgarian fluttered her big brown eyes And shrugged her shoulder. “Boy, save the charm for the girl on your arm.” God, if I were him I would sleep with one eye open. And I know if they had a bunny It would be on the stove by now. The conversation gently continued, Poor Bradley couldn’t look at another woman Throughout the evening It was decided: 3 boys and 3 girls And not one would be thought to be called Bradley Jr. They had to graduate They had to work five years And have full dental plans All this was going on before The salads. I have to laugh Hahahahahaha When one is faced with a beauty like that That’s a maniac I have to think: You can’t taste the milk And then not put a down payment on the cow.
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Right person, wrong time? HAHAHAHAHAHA, No you're the wrong person, Making my blood boil. And time? You never will have my time. I have better things to waste it on, And you aren't one!
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Jan 5, 2016
Jan 5, 2016 at 9:49 AM UTC
Don't Make Me Laugh!
Calm? You want us to keep CALM? Hahahahahaha... Our identity is about to be Revealed brother! They will Exile us, brother. We will be GONE.
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Sep 22, 2013
Sep 22, 2013 at 3:50 AM UTC
Are you Crazy?!
Hey you gal, com’ere You notice seh, when word gone round, And people affie frown and deh look pon you. Mi nah say nothing. When word gone round, And people affie frown, And deh look pon me, Why yeah fi see me? You haunted or summthin? Vanilla on cream, Think she prettier then me, You nah nothing Hey goodie, with your white gal ‘air Only thing you better dan me, Is ******* that wood like a lolly lolly pop. Why you affie be so bad mind You have a sad mind, Two tiny ***** knocking side to side, Coming up to me, with ya smile in hand, Yeah lie, yeah lie Me nuh see you, you affie be somebody fi see Hey you gal, you think your better then me? With ya boyfriend Who ya naw even see, see Bringing home hickeys, And deh gurls seh she nah even mean dem. Hahahahahaha Go **** back ya moma Ya, luckier then me!!!
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Feb 27, 2019
Feb 27, 2019 at 3:55 PM UTC
Better then me
I used to be angry that you did what you did, but now all I am is grateful. You saved me the heartache. Someone else got your attention so you went after her. You stopped the lies and the games and you left. I used to be angry because you of all the empty promises you made me. But you just gave me a second opportunity at life, because any life I would have had with you wouldn't have really been living. It would have been settling. I deserve more than to settle. You told me to go find someone better, to find someone who will give me all that I wanted. Don't you worry, I will. I have no doubt I'll find someone who is ten times the man you are. I'll find someone who means it when they say they love me. I'm holding out for the one who loves his Creator more than he loves his life itself. I'm perfectly fine with waiting for the one who can't sleep, breathe, think, live, without me. I'll wait for the man who is who he says he is. The one who doesn't have to lie in order to get what he wants. I'll make him feel scared, alive, joyful, excited for the future, and happy with the life he has. You think you ruined me? Hahahahahaha You showed me what I actually deserve. And baby, you weren't it. So don't come back with more lies because you realize I would have treated you like the king I thought you were. Don't come back for any reason. Ever. I'll find someone who puts me first. Who doesn't feel the need to lie in order to conceal his true self. Don't kid yourself, you're not worth it.
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Nov 25, 2015
Nov 25, 2015 at 1:35 AM UTC
Thank You
I used to be angry that you did what you did, but now all I am is grateful. You saved me the heartache. Someone else got your attention so you went after her. You stopped the lies and the games and you left. I used to be angry because you of all the empty promises you made me. But you just gave me a second opportunity at life, because any life I would have had with you wouldn't have really been living. It would have been settling. I deserve more than to settle. You told me to go find someone better, to find someone who will give me all that I wanted. Don't you worry, I will. I have no doubt I'll find someone who is ten times the man you are. I'll find someone who means it when they say they love me. I'm holding out for the one who loves his Creator more than he loves his life itself. I'm perfectly fine with waiting for the one who can't sleep, breathe, think, live, without me. I'll wait for the man who is who he says he is. The one who doesn't have to lie in order to get what he wants. I'll make him feel scared, alive, joyful, excited for the future, and happy with the life he has. You think you ruined me? Hahahahahaha You showed me what I actually deserve. And baby, you weren't it. So don't come back with more lies because you realize I would have treated you like the king I thought you were. Don't come back for any reason. Ever. I'll find someone who puts me first. Who doesn't feel the need to lie in order to conceal his true self. Don't kid yourself, you're not worth it.
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Hahahahahaha... Maybe it's early, Maybe it's not, But whatever it is Now this is my spot!
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Oct 7, 2013
Oct 7, 2013 at 5:59 AM UTC
Just Gave Up I Suppose
I am so Boring That… Morpheus takes my correspondence course I teach the House of Lords how to induce snores I make strong men yawn with my tired metaphors I am on retainer with all the best sleep clinics I am the reason the grooms in Macbeth slept Hypnos and Nix envy me and my skills Rip Van Winkle was wonked out by my rhymes My verses make for Odin’s yearly sleep I wield my Sword of Soporificity And the condemned oversleep their executions Look upon my cliches’, ye mighty, and despair, hahahahahaha…!
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Feb 1, 2017
Feb 1, 2017 at 5:15 PM UTC
A Response to the Exciting ConnectHook
HAHAHAHAHAHA DRAMA HAHAHAHAHAHA LIES HAHAHAHAHAHA
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Nov 25, 2015
Nov 25, 2015 at 9:35 PM UTC
High School