"hotties" poems - Hello Poetry

"hotties" poems

I hate you. You are awkward and a nerd and obnoxious and theatrical and you always are singing and judging me. You are short and ugly and weak and lame and look like the geek you are. I am embarrassed to show you to my friends and embarrassed that I care so much. and I hate you. For making me fall for you. because this is when I should use my youth to snag the hotties. Not settle for the nerds. But its not settling because you know me better than the **** ever could without even trying. I hate you. No, I hate me for liking you.

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Apr 4, 2012

Apr 4, 2012 at 6:40 PM UTC

I hate you. You are awkward and a nerd and obnoxious and theatrical and you always are singing and judging me. You are short and ugly and weak and lame and look like the geek you are. I am embarrassed to show you to my friends and embarrassed that I care so much. and I hate you. For making me fall for you. because this is when I should use my youth to snag the hotties. Not settle for the nerds. But its not settling because you know me better than the **** ever could without even trying. I hate you. No, I hate me for liking you.

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a thigh gap a peering spine a cat eye a cerulean highlighter all of this and more all of this, yours 21 mind-blowing *** tricks 5 ways to convince your doc you've ADHD all of this and more hack your closet hack your pantry your cellar door all of this, yours an e-thank you note Facebook status remorse an it's complicated all of this and more self-checkout automatic hand dryer automatic towel dispenser automatic doors all of this, yours ask Siri where to bury the body ask Jeeves where to buy the Molly Google "the triumph of death" and salute it with Bacardi all of this all of this 42 celebrities who used to have braces 8 Instagram hotties we love 42 gin recipes sure to inspire envy all of this and more how to love yourself how to be a gentleman how to make sure you marry the one all of this yours ******* that read Angel Off Duty boxers that read Reporting for Duty ride the escalator all the way to Jesus's heaven fist bump Little Richard and that kid from Malcolm in the Middle watch St. Peter wave all the **** sorority girls who've recently died in drunk driving accidents to the front of the line breathe, in from the nose out from the nose, pick up a copy of Men's Health and read an article titled 69 ways to incorporate gravy into the bedroom TONIGHT all of this and more all of this, yours

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Jun 23, 2014

Jun 23, 2014 at 4:38 PM UTC

A Little Can-Do Attitude

a thigh gap a peering spine a cat eye a cerulean highlighter all of this and more all of this, yours 21 mind-blowing *** tricks 5 ways to convince your doc you've ADHD all of this and more hack your closet hack your pantry your cellar door all of this, yours an e-thank you note Facebook status remorse an it's complicated all of this and more self-checkout automatic hand dryer automatic towel dispenser automatic doors all of this, yours ask Siri where to bury the body ask Jeeves where to buy the Molly Google "the triumph of death" and salute it with Bacardi all of this all of this 42 celebrities who used to have braces 8 Instagram hotties we love 42 gin recipes sure to inspire envy all of this and more how to love yourself how to be a gentleman how to make sure you marry the one all of this yours ******* that read Angel Off Duty boxers that read Reporting for Duty ride the escalator all the way to Jesus's heaven fist bump Little Richard and that kid from Malcolm in the Middle watch St. Peter wave all the **** sorority girls who've recently died in drunk driving accidents to the front of the line breathe, in from the nose out from the nose, pick up a copy of Men's Health and read an article titled 69 ways to incorporate gravy into the bedroom TONIGHT all of this and more all of this, yours

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When we first met, I didn’t think we’d be friends, but a year later, I couldn’t imagine us being apart. Sometimes I still wonder if you remember the day we went prom dress shopping together, in the crisp Florida heat, and the next night, telling me you’d gotten a new love interest, a 500 ml purple bottle of Robitussin cough syrup. I know I’ll still miss you when I take my prom pictures next week, right in the color you always said made my wavy black hair look best, or when I keep getting the Google notifications that you signed me up for, the ones about Olaf and the Frozen cast going to Broadway. Remember the nights we spent gossiping about the hotties of Pretty Little Liars? Or the late night sing-a-long pizza parties, long discussions surrounding your cute Colombian boy, how you always swore marry in rich to a successful business man. I don’t know what I was waiting for from you. After you half-consciously walked out of the room, opened the window to look back in, just to hurt me, to see the wall that had sprung up between us, the one you’d always blamed on me, but that we both remember you building yourself. But from what I’ll always remember, you were the slippery eel, the leech, in the strength and weakness of my life, who ****** on my happiness to fill your own open voids and problems, dragged me away from m life and my friends, to fill your place yourself, bulldoze me out of my own life, my own home and place. So, dear eel, continue on. Swim through and far away, from the lake, that still yet remains in my memory.

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Apr 21, 2016

Apr 21, 2016 at 8:54 PM UTC

ananya-kalahasti

The Way We Left Things

When we first met, I didn’t think we’d be friends, but a year later, I couldn’t imagine us being apart. Sometimes I still wonder if you remember the day we went prom dress shopping together, in the crisp Florida heat, and the next night, telling me you’d gotten a new love interest, a 500 ml purple bottle of Robitussin cough syrup. I know I’ll still miss you when I take my prom pictures next week, right in the color you always said made my wavy black hair look best, or when I keep getting the Google notifications that you signed me up for, the ones about Olaf and the Frozen cast going to Broadway. Remember the nights we spent gossiping about the hotties of Pretty Little Liars? Or the late night sing-a-long pizza parties, long discussions surrounding your cute Colombian boy, how you always swore marry in rich to a successful business man. I don’t know what I was waiting for from you. After you half-consciously walked out of the room, opened the window to look back in, just to hurt me, to see the wall that had sprung up between us, the one you’d always blamed on me, but that we both remember you building yourself. But from what I’ll always remember, you were the slippery eel, the leech, in the strength and weakness of my life, who ****** on my happiness to fill your own open voids and problems, dragged me away from m life and my friends, to fill your place yourself, bulldoze me out of my own life, my own home and place. So, dear eel, continue on. Swim through and far away, from the lake, that still yet remains in my memory.

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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ TO SMILE BECAUSE EVERYONE ELSE DOES :) IS: - An act of anarchy, especially if you don't have any teeth :D - Because all beings are blessed Bees - Certain sign of cretenism or genuine Charm - Denominative sense of digestion is Disturbing - Ethically wrong Endeavor - Fascinating and freeking fabulous if you intend to F. . . - Gorgeous as Geometry - Hot on Hotties - Imature and implies lack of Integrity - Jibberish - Keen rediscovering so many Keens or Kens - Lovely on Lovely ones (once) - Magnificent Mimicry - Negating the jokers(or your own) inteligence / numb is Numb - Onthological urge to survive among jungle beasts - fangs are quintessential urban asset. .or. . Smile-The-Power-Wilder-Open - Pertinent in Parliament - Quiet resistance behind a cold minded rebellions league - quitting in few minutes kicking some mthf harassing ****** pervert - to hard Quiver - Real lovely strenght to feel and see each other happy - Stupid on jokes = Joke Stupid - Tactics to climb up the social ledder or/end further down the Thongs - U can't admit you didn't get it; u2 - Violation of virtues as (in vino) Veritas - Wonderful! To see people happy is healthy, positive and Wise! - X times better than being in low energy - You love your beloved and you are loved by your beloved love - Zooming at the ' zoo' of human behaviour - Amusing as Zorro-Art-Is-MusssssssssseumZ

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Jan 21, 2015

Jan 21, 2015 at 5:11 PM UTC

ImpeccableSpacePoetess

How Well Can You Smile

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ TO SMILE BECAUSE EVERYONE ELSE DOES :) IS: - An act of anarchy, especially if you don't have any teeth :D - Because all beings are blessed Bees - Certain sign of cretenism or genuine Charm - Denominative sense of digestion is Disturbing - Ethically wrong Endeavor - Fascinating and freeking fabulous if you intend to F. . . - Gorgeous as Geometry - Hot on Hotties - Imature and implies lack of Integrity - Jibberish - Keen rediscovering so many Keens or Kens - Lovely on Lovely ones (once) - Magnificent Mimicry - Negating the jokers(or your own) inteligence / numb is Numb - Onthological urge to survive among jungle beasts - fangs are quintessential urban asset. .or. . Smile-The-Power-Wilder-Open - Pertinent in Parliament - Quiet resistance behind a cold minded rebellions league - quitting in few minutes kicking some mthf harassing ****** pervert - to hard Quiver - Real lovely strenght to feel and see each other happy - Stupid on jokes = Joke Stupid - Tactics to climb up the social ledder or/end further down the Thongs - U can't admit you didn't get it; u2 - Violation of virtues as (in vino) Veritas - Wonderful! To see people happy is healthy, positive and Wise! - X times better than being in low energy - You love your beloved and you are loved by your beloved love - Zooming at the ' zoo' of human behaviour - Amusing as Zorro-Art-Is-MusssssssssseumZ

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The age-old rhetorical question: bask in hedonism or preserve innocense? Shamelessly flirt and makeout with hotties on the beach or stay quiet and "moral," which is really code for "I'm afraid?" Is a kiss with a stranger really a kiss? Or merely brushing lips against other lips, maybe accidently, gently, couldn't be any harm, right? Or would my first kiss with a stranger who holds no relevence to my life be a life-long regret? Would not cutting loose and being "loose" be a regret too? So uptight my hair is forever permed, let it down and lank will I still be me? Would I still have self-respect? Would others respect me? Urges are strong but will they ruin everything?

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Jun 5, 2012

Jun 5, 2012 at 6:07 PM UTC

Tickets to the Gun Show

The age-old rhetorical question: bask in hedonism or preserve innocense? Shamelessly flirt and makeout with hotties on the beach or stay quiet and "moral," which is really code for "I'm afraid?" Is a kiss with a stranger really a kiss? Or merely brushing lips against other lips, maybe accidently, gently, couldn't be any harm, right? Or would my first kiss with a stranger who holds no relevence to my life be a life-long regret? Would not cutting loose and being "loose" be a regret too? So uptight my hair is forever permed, let it down and lank will I still be me? Would I still have self-respect? Would others respect me? Urges are strong but will they ruin everything?

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If you asked if I would skinny dip You would have hit it on the nose. But that was back when I was still Rather attractive without clothes. Now I don’t go around naked As long as it is in my power. I’ve gotten so fat and wrinkly I wear ****** even in the shower. I’m not kidding around a bit When I talk about this aging stuff. I not only don’t look so **** When I walk around in the buff, There are certain types of clothes I do much better to avoid wearing; Me in sweat pants or leggings Is not a sight I enjoy sharing. I’ve begun to look a bit like Laundry that is not quite dry. I’m not much surprised by this Because I understand why. I have been around a long time And have enjoyed my ice cream But it makes one into a pudding And makes other people scream. It’s just not a good idea these days To show of what time has done. There are such things as hotties But I know for sure I am not one. You know those Botox babies You see on the Hallmark Channel? Notice how they don’t look like Their faces are made of flannel? Well, I’m not into all that stuff, That reconstructive surgery. I don’t expect to look today Like an escapee from a nursery. I just make wardrobe choices well Bearing my current self in mind. I look upon some of it as wise And some of it as me being kind.

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Dec 23, 2016

Dec 23, 2016 at 10:15 PM UTC

If you asked if I would skinny dip You would have hit it on the nose. But that was back when I was still Rather attractive without clothes. Now I don’t go around naked As long as it is in my power. I’ve gotten so fat and wrinkly I wear ****** even in the shower. I’m not kidding around a bit When I talk about this aging stuff. I not only don’t look so **** When I walk around in the buff, There are certain types of clothes I do much better to avoid wearing; Me in sweat pants or leggings Is not a sight I enjoy sharing. I’ve begun to look a bit like Laundry that is not quite dry. I’m not much surprised by this Because I understand why. I have been around a long time And have enjoyed my ice cream But it makes one into a pudding And makes other people scream. It’s just not a good idea these days To show of what time has done. There are such things as hotties But I know for sure I am not one. You know those Botox babies You see on the Hallmark Channel? Notice how they don’t look like Their faces are made of flannel? Well, I’m not into all that stuff, That reconstructive surgery. I don’t expect to look today Like an escapee from a nursery. I just make wardrobe choices well Bearing my current self in mind. I look upon some of it as wise And some of it as me being kind.

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He’s standing in front of me Wearing a ten-gallon hat And I think, take it off You’re in the city, you look like a prat But it’s only when you get a talking That you really begin to understand He may be an old cowpoke But he’s really worked the land Sweating in the midday sun With a little cowgirl on the side A smile flashes across his face A knowing that he can’t hide Yes I’ve drank in smoky barrooms I’ve taken a few hotties on the lash I’ve seen clear mountain mornings I’ve even railed with Johnny Cash So don’t judge me by the tatty hat Or by my faded wrangler jeans Because looks can be deceptive When everything’s not as it seems I’ve seen the world, I’ve been to town I’ve know the love on a woman’s breath I don’t mean to bone, but leave me alone Now while I collect my redundancy cheque.

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May 31, 2012

May 31, 2012 at 6:03 AM UTC

Wish I Didn’t Know Now (What I Didn’t Know Then)

He’s standing in front of me Wearing a ten-gallon hat And I think, take it off You’re in the city, you look like a prat But it’s only when you get a talking That you really begin to understand He may be an old cowpoke But he’s really worked the land Sweating in the midday sun With a little cowgirl on the side A smile flashes across his face A knowing that he can’t hide Yes I’ve drank in smoky barrooms I’ve taken a few hotties on the lash I’ve seen clear mountain mornings I’ve even railed with Johnny Cash So don’t judge me by the tatty hat Or by my faded wrangler jeans Because looks can be deceptive When everything’s not as it seems I’ve seen the world, I’ve been to town I’ve know the love on a woman’s breath I don’t mean to bone, but leave me alone Now while I collect my redundancy cheque.

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This is for a friend whose Facebook status on the day after the sickest **** case in Delhi 2012 was, "thank god I'm ugly, No boy wants to be seen with me, Men look through me, I'm invisible, There's nothing appealing about my body but I'm happy, I'm not beautiful so thank you god for the freedom you have bestowed upon me, I WALK FREE" 7 LIKES, 2 shares and 4 comments Her father: my daughter is the prettiest Her brother: there's no-one prettier than my princess Me: its not about the face my friend, animals don't know the difference, we live in the world where even goats and pigs serve as *** slaves + sperms don't seek paradise She: read between the lines This is for the high school hotties and plastic beauties who are miles away from the reality, This is for the teenage wankers and middle aged ****** whose definition of beauty is **** This is for the poets who use pulchritudinous for a woman's body and immaculate for her skin This is for the ad agencies who try to convince us that being not fair is being ugly This is for the authors of bed time stories where ugly characters don't get a kiss from the prince charming This is for the walking x-ray machines who don't know my friend but know what the size of her ******* is This is for Facebook cuties and instagram ducklings tormenting my friend with their selfies This is for the movie industries that keep telling my friend that she'll remain a sidekick This is for the daily soaps selling stories of moms who do not exist This is for the celebrities, Lost in the labyrinth of self obsession Who cannot face themselves without their masks on They will never find their way out of it This is for the bullies who never spared her a peaceful stroll This is for the organizers of the beauty pageant never held for the soul My friend was lost in the immense chasm of despair Scars on her wrists screamed how much she hated herself Bloodshot eyes sang tales of her sleepless nights But, she gave birth to her new self everytime she failed to die Like, three failed suicide attempts made her fall in love with herself These days, she holds her breath for seconds just to make herself believe that her life is not worthless This is for the world holding onto fleeting beauty and letting go of everything worth grasping MY Friend Is Beautiful Her beauty does not give pleasure to your senses Nothing pulchritudinous and not immaculate Its something intangible, something only visible to a good soul- something that will never fade- something real My friend is beautiful

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Aug 10, 2015

Aug 10, 2015 at 8:50 AM UTC

Read Between The Lines

This is for a friend whose Facebook status on the day after the sickest **** case in Delhi 2012 was, "thank god I'm ugly, No boy wants to be seen with me, Men look through me, I'm invisible, There's nothing appealing about my body but I'm happy, I'm not beautiful so thank you god for the freedom you have bestowed upon me, I WALK FREE" 7 LIKES, 2 shares and 4 comments Her father: my daughter is the prettiest Her brother: there's no-one prettier than my princess Me: its not about the face my friend, animals don't know the difference, we live in the world where even goats and pigs serve as *** slaves + sperms don't seek paradise She: read between the lines This is for the high school hotties and plastic beauties who are miles away from the reality, This is for the teenage wankers and middle aged ****** whose definition of beauty is **** This is for the poets who use pulchritudinous for a woman's body and immaculate for her skin This is for the ad agencies who try to convince us that being not fair is being ugly This is for the authors of bed time stories where ugly characters don't get a kiss from the prince charming This is for the walking x-ray machines who don't know my friend but know what the size of her ******* is This is for Facebook cuties and instagram ducklings tormenting my friend with their selfies This is for the movie industries that keep telling my friend that she'll remain a sidekick This is for the daily soaps selling stories of moms who do not exist This is for the celebrities, Lost in the labyrinth of self obsession Who cannot face themselves without their masks on They will never find their way out of it This is for the bullies who never spared her a peaceful stroll This is for the organizers of the beauty pageant never held for the soul My friend was lost in the immense chasm of despair Scars on her wrists screamed how much she hated herself Bloodshot eyes sang tales of her sleepless nights But, she gave birth to her new self everytime she failed to die Like, three failed suicide attempts made her fall in love with herself These days, she holds her breath for seconds just to make herself believe that her life is not worthless This is for the world holding onto fleeting beauty and letting go of everything worth grasping MY Friend Is Beautiful Her beauty does not give pleasure to your senses Nothing pulchritudinous and not immaculate Its something intangible, something only visible to a good soul- something that will never fade- something real My friend is beautiful

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Ok I’m here Where are my virgins? What? You mean those toothless old ladies with the warts and sagging **** No no! I mean the 72 young hotties the Koran promised would be waiting for me when I arrived. What’s that? You say the Kennedy brothers got to them first and this is all that’s left? **** Americans!

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Jun 10, 2011

Jun 10, 2011 at 9:53 PM UTC

patrick-mcfarland

Ok I’m here Where are my virgins? What? You mean those toothless old ladies with the warts and sagging **** No no! I mean the 72 young hotties the Koran promised would be waiting for me when I arrived. What’s that? You say the Kennedy brothers got to them first and this is all that’s left? **** Americans!

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Serving time Doing lines Making prison bars Out of razor blades and credit cards The only clean thing bout me are my arms Cuz evreything i do harms Others or my self Yelling for help Where no one can see me Tappin out S.O.S's Who's gonna hear me Swingin back and forth teeter and totter Don't like myself Wish i were hotter Wanna be like thotties i mean hotties Rotting inside out with silicone gel Maybe then i'd love myself Don't even know what's real and what's fake Cuz the emotions i hate Don't even exist It's just some ******** i created for attention But what was the question? When will i write "i" in the uppercase

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Nov 22, 2020

Nov 22, 2020 at 9:13 PM UTC

Pussycrusherdickmuncher

Serving time Doing lines Making prison bars Out of razor blades and credit cards The only clean thing bout me are my arms Cuz evreything i do harms Others or my self Yelling for help Where no one can see me Tappin out S.O.S's Who's gonna hear me Swingin back and forth teeter and totter Don't like myself Wish i were hotter Wanna be like thotties i mean hotties Rotting inside out with silicone gel Maybe then i'd love myself Don't even know what's real and what's fake Cuz the emotions i hate Don't even exist It's just some ******** i created for attention But what was the question? When will i write "i" in the uppercase

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Summer Starts Now!... It's the end of my high school the beginning of something new Why am I all alone? Where the **** did all my friends go I think I'm just gonna go to the Beach and Meet some girls and have a blast Have some fun in the sun I want to make this last! Get ready! Go go summer! It starts now Look at all the hotties I won't give up now **** my friends I'll make some new ones Come make,my dream, come true (my wish is you) All the party's and non sense Thinking you might not come back I feel like if I just might Collapse and get a heart attack I wonder where you are right now Did you get my calls, and are you still coming? Have some fun, in the sun Are you still coming? Get ready Chorus I am so glad that you came Now we're just laying on my hood While watching the nights sunset You got me feeling good (so good! Chorus Go go summer! Oh ah oh Come come and catch me If you can I love you girl, you know I do You made, my dream, come true. Summer Starts Now!...

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Jan 26, 2013

Jan 26, 2013 at 2:27 AM UTC

Summer Starts Now!

Summer Starts Now!... It's the end of my high school the beginning of something new Why am I all alone? Where the **** did all my friends go I think I'm just gonna go to the Beach and Meet some girls and have a blast Have some fun in the sun I want to make this last! Get ready! Go go summer! It starts now Look at all the hotties I won't give up now **** my friends I'll make some new ones Come make,my dream, come true (my wish is you) All the party's and non sense Thinking you might not come back I feel like if I just might Collapse and get a heart attack I wonder where you are right now Did you get my calls, and are you still coming? Have some fun, in the sun Are you still coming? Get ready Chorus I am so glad that you came Now we're just laying on my hood While watching the nights sunset You got me feeling good (so good! Chorus Go go summer! Oh ah oh Come come and catch me If you can I love you girl, you know I do You made, my dream, come true. Summer Starts Now!...

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I've been blazing through these pages, a daily duty Wit withered away with daily doobies These ladies with beautiful names I use to make use of any human, I met who moved me But these ladies, these brainy beauties With grace and ageless folly With so much to give And so much to take in Plainly makes me amazed And jolly, I guess in a way they taught me Awe, And to never waste waning words with Vain and cocky tales of some form of me I’ve felt, but never comfortably Presented Especially not to these brainy beauties Jaw dropping dripping hotties Hot chocolate melting on top Of a fugde sundae Hot and cold, every sensation felt As they enter and escape from me The best blend Blessed I guess Nevertheless Best left to rest These brainy beauties With grace and booties

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Nov 18, 2017

Nov 18, 2017 at 12:14 AM UTC

sebastian-aeio-winkler

3 BRAINY BEAUTIES AND A HOT FUGDE SUNDAE

I've been blazing through these pages, a daily duty Wit withered away with daily doobies These ladies with beautiful names I use to make use of any human, I met who moved me But these ladies, these brainy beauties With grace and ageless folly With so much to give And so much to take in Plainly makes me amazed And jolly, I guess in a way they taught me Awe, And to never waste waning words with Vain and cocky tales of some form of me I’ve felt, but never comfortably Presented Especially not to these brainy beauties Jaw dropping dripping hotties Hot chocolate melting on top Of a fugde sundae Hot and cold, every sensation felt As they enter and escape from me The best blend Blessed I guess Nevertheless Best left to rest These brainy beauties With grace and booties

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#† † † When the ****** lost souls are voided into the abyss of hell I hope to have avoided that last death-knell. The blood of Christ assures me that such can be admitted. I pray it sanctifies me – desires permitted. They preach of joy unending of sheer expanding praise, but the unseen evidence lingers: my carnal ways: I flash on astral hotties (the flames that life denied) among celestial bodies beyond the great divide. I muse on raptured virgins; Christ’s parables made flesh and my unspoken longings unveiled and fresh. I long to know profoundly the promised stellar faces – or sleep so deep, so soundly no dreams leave traces. My hopes for that dimension alloyed with base designs grow vague. Incomprehension misreads the signs.

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Sep 11, 2015

Sep 11, 2015 at 7:51 AM UTC

#† † † When the ****** lost souls are voided into the abyss of hell I hope to have avoided that last death-knell. The blood of Christ assures me that such can be admitted. I pray it sanctifies me – desires permitted. They preach of joy unending of sheer expanding praise, but the unseen evidence lingers: my carnal ways: I flash on astral hotties (the flames that life denied) among celestial bodies beyond the great divide. I muse on raptured virgins; Christ’s parables made flesh and my unspoken longings unveiled and fresh. I long to know profoundly the promised stellar faces – or sleep so deep, so soundly no dreams leave traces. My hopes for that dimension alloyed with base designs grow vague. Incomprehension misreads the signs.

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Taboo Mom Kristi Gives Son A Sneaky ******* & then Kristi Seduces My Son - to Make Mother and Son Erotica... Princess Kristi Smells Your Sister's Delicious ******* Ur Brother -... **** In Princess Kristi & Makes a Baby for Auntie - Yeh, my Big ***** Aunt that ***** the Neighbor... Female **** pumping and *** ******* in Latex like an Angel; The Latex angel ******* Your Mom in the Kitchen... Taboo Princess Kristi rewards the son by letting him sniff her fingers; Smell My Fingers! Drunk Mom ***** Big **** Son; Taboo **** mom & nson ******* **** hard Hello, baby - Is that ur ******* Hand? job Blue Jeans Fetish with The Princesss Princess Kristi Farts in your face! POW! **** Princess; My Mommy Smells Ur Mommy's ******* ( . My ***** girlfriend's ***** is so full of *** I'm Using the ******* of my submissive ***** to the Max. Drilling Her Perfect ******* at 13 *** in Her ******* #1 Real Son ****** Mom hard **** *** in the Minivan Your Hot Mom Rides Your **** ********** - Fetish **** rims and pokes *** Perfectly; I Need YOUR Seed! Get Me Pregnant! (HD webcam - *** worship) I Need *** Can You *** in 20 Seconds? ***** Kristi's Big **** Your **** Mother ***** Your **** Stinky Hole, I'm gonna tell your father young student ****** hard in the basement; Smell it & Stroke For Your Step Mom's Huge **** - Taboo... Mommy's *** Worship Mommy's Little Helper's Amazing squirting from **** *** Mom and Step-Son Share a Bed; Mandy Flores **** Mandy Flores - Bella & Blue Sniff Her ***** - Hairy Australian rimmed; Mommys always Worship Other Mommy's ***** Gianna: *** Teaser Foot pixies & prego hotties My Mom Is A *** Drinker named Wicked **** Melanie; No Comment

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Jun 2, 2018

Jun 2, 2018 at 11:26 PM UTC

Princess Kristi: Taboo Mom

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I am human. A person. That simple fact, a reason, To be included in my inventory. It’s a necessary part of my story. I admit I childishly cheated as a kid Of course, I lied about what I did. I stole cigarettes from my aunts, Smoked the instant I had the chance. Naturally, there was *** to be had And though called sinful, I was glad To be among the very lucky few Who didn’t wonder about it. We knew. School over, I tried to avoid the draft By enlisting in the air force. Daft. That was in the days during the calm When very few of us knew of Vietnam. My feet were flat, somehow or another. Asked if I'd drafted, “Maybe your mother!” He said she would be called rather than I. I’d never make a march fully packed, goodbye. So, I started into living my life, aimlessly Content to dodge the service blamelessly. Rather than go to college, discouraged by Dad, I made the best with the talents I already had. I worked in clerical jobs, and organizing files And grew bored with that after a long while. I sang in nightclubs and in little theater But never got my star ambitions together. So, I learned to smoke *** and crash In the pads of friends when out of cash. I’d wash their dishes, and cook good food And even sleep with them when in the mood. I walked some picket lines and protested And when evil laws got passed, contested. I carried signs and worked odd jobs around; Did casual income accrual that could be found. I worked for years at a company for bucks, Thinking permanent salary changes luck, And it did because I finally bought a home And stopped being a hippie on the roam. I loved and lusted with the constant line Of **** available hotties I could find People who had time for a bit of fun. And by then, I was the perfect one. All this means, I had a normal acumen For living life and being a human. I make no apologies here, instead Like a pony, I let myself have my head.

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Oct 25, 2017

Oct 25, 2017 at 8:49 PM UTC

I am human. A person. That simple fact, a reason, To be included in my inventory. It’s a necessary part of my story. I admit I childishly cheated as a kid Of course, I lied about what I did. I stole cigarettes from my aunts, Smoked the instant I had the chance. Naturally, there was *** to be had And though called sinful, I was glad To be among the very lucky few Who didn’t wonder about it. We knew. School over, I tried to avoid the draft By enlisting in the air force. Daft. That was in the days during the calm When very few of us knew of Vietnam. My feet were flat, somehow or another. Asked if I'd drafted, “Maybe your mother!” He said she would be called rather than I. I’d never make a march fully packed, goodbye. So, I started into living my life, aimlessly Content to dodge the service blamelessly. Rather than go to college, discouraged by Dad, I made the best with the talents I already had. I worked in clerical jobs, and organizing files And grew bored with that after a long while. I sang in nightclubs and in little theater But never got my star ambitions together. So, I learned to smoke *** and crash In the pads of friends when out of cash. I’d wash their dishes, and cook good food And even sleep with them when in the mood. I walked some picket lines and protested And when evil laws got passed, contested. I carried signs and worked odd jobs around; Did casual income accrual that could be found. I worked for years at a company for bucks, Thinking permanent salary changes luck, And it did because I finally bought a home And stopped being a hippie on the roam. I loved and lusted with the constant line Of **** available hotties I could find People who had time for a bit of fun. And by then, I was the perfect one. All this means, I had a normal acumen For living life and being a human. I make no apologies here, instead Like a pony, I let myself have my head.

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Spring semester has started. We’re all immersed in the ritual of change and totally committed to that descent into madness to the relentless drabness, the flatness, the blandness for the hours, days and weeks of study and a bone-deep fatigue that’s actually funny We’ll live at the edge of intensity near the the corner of drudging and gather around the printer at the media center like a secular rite of passage I think I need a daily grind—to keep my mind busy. What’s wrong with me, that when I’m on vacation, I miss it? What if work/study is one of my bone-marrow-deep love languages? . . Songs for this: Happy Dreamer by Laid Back Easier Said Than Done by Thee Sacred Souls (You're Better) Than Ever by illuminati hotties

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Jan 14, 2025

Jan 14, 2025 at 6:32 AM UTC

Spring semester has started. We’re all immersed in the ritual of change and totally committed to that descent into madness to the relentless drabness, the flatness, the blandness for the hours, days and weeks of study and a bone-deep fatigue that’s actually funny We’ll live at the edge of intensity near the the corner of drudging and gather around the printer at the media center like a secular rite of passage I think I need a daily grind—to keep my mind busy. What’s wrong with me, that when I’m on vacation, I miss it? What if work/study is one of my bone-marrow-deep love languages? . . Songs for this: Happy Dreamer by Laid Back Easier Said Than Done by Thee Sacred Souls (You're Better) Than Ever by illuminati hotties

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Now I ... Dunno What You’ve Heard ... ?!? But ... You Haven’t Heard Enough .. From The Brotha’ ... Big Virge ... !!! That’s Right ... I Mean ... ME ... !!! A Man Who’s ROUGH ... With This ... Poetic Stuff ... !!!! That’s Groovy ... Moody ... But Still Finds BEAUTY ... In This World At Sea ... Through My ... Poetry ... Flowing CLEAN ... And Comfy Like A Suite ... of The ... FINEST Leather Seats ... !!! For Those Who ... Choose To ..... FEEL ..... What It Is My Speech ... And Artistry ... SEEKS ... It Seeks To Reach ... A Part of Your Psyche ... NOT To Breed FEAR ... !!! So Let Me Make This CLEAR ... !!!!! REMEMBER ... What You HEAR ... Is Just ... FREE SPEECH ... !!! Just Like What’s heard ... From ... IGNORANT Herds ... Whose Words DISTURB ... !!!! And ... PROVE To ... HURT ... !!! When They Freely Speak ... On Our TV Screens ... !!! And ... Radio Shows ... That’s Right ... Ya Know ... Like ... LIAM NEESON ... EXPOSING ... Racist Leanings ... !!! Like Clowns ... Who KEEP DROWNING ... ...... “Reality” ..... Clowns Who ... SHUT DOWN Political Scenes ... !!! Just To Build A WALL ... ?!? I Mean SERIOUSLY Y’all ... It’s Time To Make The Call ... For This IMBECILES Leadership ... To See A ... DOWNFALL ... !!!!! But It Seems ... That There Are Crews ... Who’d Rather Hear This Dude ... KEEP ... RUNNING His Chops ... Instead of ... Feed Food ... To Those In His Crop ... Who He KEEPS Giving Jobs ... Who CLEARLY ... ... DON’T Belong ... !!?!! Because It DOESN’T Take Long ... For Them To Be ... GONE ... !!!!! Cutting Off Connects ... More Than STORMY ... ... GIVES HEAD ... !!!!! Now Ya’ SEE ... What You Hear ... Can Evidently ... STEER ... Your Mind To ... “ Veneers “ ... Where ... LIES and DECEIT ... And ... *********** ... !?!?!?! Are Linked DIRECTLY ... To ... Presidencies ... !???! That SURELY Should of Been ... SWIFTLY ... IMPEACHED ... ?!!!? You See ... Doing THIS THING ... Comes EASY To Me ... !!!!! Because of ... What I HEAR ... When I FILL My Ears ... With ... Hip Hop Beats ... That Are COOL and Jazzy ... !!! Some ... ILLINFORMED’ Production.. Rocking With Some ... Verb T ... Works FINE For Me ... !!! And Inspires HOT Rhymes ... Like The MANY Now Filed ... By The ... “ Brotha’ Big V “ ... That’s Right ... I Mean ... ME ... !!! aka ... BIG V ... !!! Or YES ... BIG VIRGE ... !!! A Man With MORE Verse ... Than Hotties Have CURVES ... !!! So DON'T ... Make The Mistake ... of Thinking That My Words ... Are Those That DON'T Deserve ... To Be Seen As ... TOP CLASS ... ? What’s WRONG With YOU ... ?!? Are You ... Some Kind of *** ... ?!? Whose Only Vision of ... " Art " ... Is The CRAP That ... CHARTS ... !?! Which ... Leads Me To Say ... That ... At The End of The Day ... It’s ... MORE Than Just ... " A CLAIM “ ... !!! That I’m ... About To Make ... DON’T ... Make THAT MISTAKE ... When It Comes To The Verse ... That’s Kicked By ... Big Virge ... !!! Because It’s ... WELL Observed ... And Works More Than ******* ... Who Deal In ... BAD TURNS ... !!!!! So IS ... Bound To Be BETTER ... Than ..... ... “ What You’ve Heard “ ... !!!

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Nov 8, 2019

Nov 8, 2019 at 8:12 PM UTC

"What You’ve Heard" ... A Poem written by Big Virge 5/2/2019

Now I ... Dunno What You’ve Heard ... ?!? But ... You Haven’t Heard Enough .. From The Brotha’ ... Big Virge ... !!! That’s Right ... I Mean ... ME ... !!! A Man Who’s ROUGH ... With This ... Poetic Stuff ... !!!! That’s Groovy ... Moody ... But Still Finds BEAUTY ... In This World At Sea ... Through My ... Poetry ... Flowing CLEAN ... And Comfy Like A Suite ... of The ... FINEST Leather Seats ... !!! For Those Who ... Choose To ..... FEEL ..... What It Is My Speech ... And Artistry ... SEEKS ... It Seeks To Reach ... A Part of Your Psyche ... NOT To Breed FEAR ... !!! So Let Me Make This CLEAR ... !!!!! REMEMBER ... What You HEAR ... Is Just ... FREE SPEECH ... !!! Just Like What’s heard ... From ... IGNORANT Herds ... Whose Words DISTURB ... !!!! And ... PROVE To ... HURT ... !!! When They Freely Speak ... On Our TV Screens ... !!! And ... Radio Shows ... That’s Right ... Ya Know ... Like ... LIAM NEESON ... EXPOSING ... Racist Leanings ... !!! Like Clowns ... Who KEEP DROWNING ... ...... “Reality” ..... Clowns Who ... SHUT DOWN Political Scenes ... !!! Just To Build A WALL ... ?!? I Mean SERIOUSLY Y’all ... It’s Time To Make The Call ... For This IMBECILES Leadership ... To See A ... DOWNFALL ... !!!!! But It Seems ... That There Are Crews ... Who’d Rather Hear This Dude ... KEEP ... RUNNING His Chops ... Instead of ... Feed Food ... To Those In His Crop ... Who He KEEPS Giving Jobs ... Who CLEARLY ... ... DON’T Belong ... !!?!! Because It DOESN’T Take Long ... For Them To Be ... GONE ... !!!!! Cutting Off Connects ... More Than STORMY ... ... GIVES HEAD ... !!!!! Now Ya’ SEE ... What You Hear ... Can Evidently ... STEER ... Your Mind To ... “ Veneers “ ... Where ... LIES and DECEIT ... And ... *********** ... !?!?!?! Are Linked DIRECTLY ... To ... Presidencies ... !???! That SURELY Should of Been ... SWIFTLY ... IMPEACHED ... ?!!!? You See ... Doing THIS THING ... Comes EASY To Me ... !!!!! Because of ... What I HEAR ... When I FILL My Ears ... With ... Hip Hop Beats ... That Are COOL and Jazzy ... !!! Some ... ILLINFORMED’ Production.. Rocking With Some ... Verb T ... Works FINE For Me ... !!! And Inspires HOT Rhymes ... Like The MANY Now Filed ... By The ... “ Brotha’ Big V “ ... That’s Right ... I Mean ... ME ... !!! aka ... BIG V ... !!! Or YES ... BIG VIRGE ... !!! A Man With MORE Verse ... Than Hotties Have CURVES ... !!! So DON'T ... Make The Mistake ... of Thinking That My Words ... Are Those That DON'T Deserve ... To Be Seen As ... TOP CLASS ... ? What’s WRONG With YOU ... ?!? Are You ... Some Kind of *** ... ?!? Whose Only Vision of ... " Art " ... Is The CRAP That ... CHARTS ... !?! Which ... Leads Me To Say ... That ... At The End of The Day ... It’s ... MORE Than Just ... " A CLAIM “ ... !!! That I’m ... About To Make ... DON’T ... Make THAT MISTAKE ... When It Comes To The Verse ... That’s Kicked By ... Big Virge ... !!! Because It’s ... WELL Observed ... And Works More Than ******* ... Who Deal In ... BAD TURNS ... !!!!! So IS ... Bound To Be BETTER ... Than ..... ... “ What You’ve Heard “ ... !!!

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