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Love is beautiful
Patience and kind
Movie star kisses
Making passionate love
Paints a pretty picture
But lets get down to the nitty gritty
*** is ******* good
Rough and passionate
But the next day can be filled with regret
The next ******* day is plan b
And why don't people *** after *** on the television?
Thats a urinary tract infection waiting to happen
Or yeast infection
What the  televison doesn't t tell you
you can get hpv with a ****** on
Hpv leads to cancer
(but not all strands- you still got hope)
maybe a chance you already have hpv
Because almost every sexually active person will have it at one point in their life
What the television doesnt tell you
after **** some girls will have to take a huge ****
And most girls don't like ****
It hurts every ******* time
What the television doesn't tell you
how to use proper protection
That you can be rubbed raw
Get a hernia during ***
Sometimes its pretty ******* bad ***
Its not pretty
It can be awkward
It can be silly
and you do not need to act ****
What the telly doesn't tell you
Is how it doesn't matter about the age you loose it but when you have the emotional intelligence to go through with it
Even then you do not know that you have opened Pandora's box
You do not know what you think you know
The specialist are still figuring out ****** hygiene
So the next time you watch the television and you see the **** stars or teen lovers
It is not so easy
*** is complicated
But can be good and worth it with the right person
No matter what age or relation
Harmony Sapphire Feb 2015
Shriveled & shrunken.
Intoxicated & drunken.
Hung over & agitated.
Mild to moderate brain activity.
Common sense & basic reason lacks mental ability.
Bad with money & squanders financial stability.

Passing a psychological mental health evaluation not quite.
Kept in a straight jacket & sedated in isolation they do spit & bite.
They go through everyone's trash day & night.
They panhandle at the street lights.
They have tempers & pick fights.
Nothing they do is legal or right.

Slobs with no jobs.
They lack work ethics.
The sight & stench of them is sick.
They're sad story is lies & tricks.
Not a truth that sticks.

They cuss & their pocked face oozes ****.
Their frontal lobe is filled with dust.
About telling your teacher the truth they get homicidal & make a fuss.
They drive a ******* car consisting of smog & rust.
Getting arrested for 365 × 3 + 2 counts of child **** is never a bust.

Keep your children away from drunks.
Some drunks get violent, beat you & lock you on a trunk.
Most pedofiles & rapists are drinkers.
Not religious or moral thinkers.
With shingles, hpv virus, ****** & boyles.
Zero morals as hideous as an ugly *** gargoyle.

Enjoy arguing,  screams & shouts.
Daily drunk driving & behind the wheel blackouts.
© Harmony Sapphire . All rights reserved
Mother superior had dropped the gun,
Seeing the victim was her very own son.
There a saint was made to run
Drowned before the rising sun.

Messiah born on the first day of June,
Posing as a religious boon.
Preaching that the end is soon,
All in a tone resembling Sinatra’s croon.

Superiority held in the form of prayer,
Faith maintained at the behest of a dare.
Professor Lodz has lost his bear.
The Omega deemed this loss as fair.

Tammuz is smoking all the vegetation
Asherah has stopped all gestation,
Coming from a fit of *******,
Working on a new form of taxation.

Jesus just took one huge dumb,
In the sink after snorting a quick bump.
The man had reached quite the slump.
Catching HPV from Fergies’s ****.

Mohammad is eating all the pork.
Using hands, forgetting the fork.
******* chicks, with all kinds of torque,
Misinterpreting the path of a wayward stork.

Dinning on delicious swine.
And the finest forms of delicate wine.
Prophets of the world align.
And drink from the deceased Christopher Reeve’s spine.
wordvango Feb 2016
as graphic as yours  
a slowly lifted skirt
a hand on her thigh
gliding up to her bare heaven

bare ******* with tense ***** *******
gasping sounds cries of yes yes yes
her hands on my man pride
stiffening in the limelight

a little more risque a spank on a bare
cute well formed ***
a ******* in the backseat
a tongue teasing a small cute slit

two girls and a ******
or two midgets and one twelve inch ****
the words loud raw pelvic **** me
yes yes yes

or is it more ***** to show the latest massacre
in a school 26 dead, or
a misguided american "Smart" bomb wiping out six doctors without
borders and 50 Syrians

or the lies of our politicians promising us the world so
we may vote for them , or a young girl who is naturally
getting experimental getting pregnant and giving up her baby for adoption because she did not get education or protection. And then she gets HPV and dies at fourteen from cervical cancer

or is it just me that thinks the nightly
news and the stumping of a bunch of lying hypocrites is more *******
than a bare ******?
Lauren Sage Aug 2014
It starts with a thought
My body tense familiar that
feeling of anxiety in my belly again I
Eat half a bowl of rice at 9pm my meal of the day and
You're gone again for the summer my life is starting i am ready

It starts with a thought
I clean the scissors off they are sticky i
check the mirror for evidence of fat loss i
Try to go jogging up the hill but i am too tired too starved
My faulty heart thuds and my lungs shrink i can't do it
i'm not healthy enough

It starts with a thought
I count up my days calories one coke half bowl of rice
I am disappointed with the number i
can do better i can
really starve and then i'll happy

It starts with a thought
I think of HPV hypochondria lymph nodes pregnancy I
grab the scissors tie the band around my hair

It starts with a thought
the blades close around my hair long blond natural soft shiny crowning glory
10 inches down my back I hear
one last snip and the ponytail is free
I shake my head the hair is short
so short and happiness wells up in me i
feel so light i
feel invincible

It starts with thought and
I'm not ******* you
I did it
I did it.
Clare Margaret Jul 2017
I am in fourth grade--ten years old,
first period, first kiss, first full shave
from armpit to ankle.

The teacher pulls me aside--all smiles
and maternal excitement.
She tells me that my test scores put me
in the 98th percentile.

I **** my head, recalling the soft-lead, the
guarded pencil sharpener at the front of the room,
and the bullseye ovals that tested my mind,
my palm sweat, my straining eyes.

I am in fourth grade--ten years old,
first violent fight with my mother, first homosexual
fantasy, first dressing room meltdown.

The pediatrician pulls me aside--half austerity, half pity.
He tells me that I need three HPV shots, and by the way,
my weight puts me
in the 98th percentile.

My eyes sink back into my face, and the flood doesn’t come
until I am home, curled into my mother’s breast,
wondering how to divide my head into
Focused Student and Focused Starver.

I am in fourth grade--ten years old,
times tables and long division and calories
in an apple and calories burned in a playground brawl.

I learn to count my success in numbers and my failures
in grams, pounds, inches, threats
of fat camp, images of thick yellow fat
sandwiched between my organs.

I am in fourth grade--ten years old,
98th percentile and chewing and spitting and growing
and pinching the body that I cannot call my own--
and numbing the brain that matches the magnitude of my fullness.

I am a split-girl, a shame reservoir spilling
over and out and coating my paper with fractions and plans
of calculated disappearance.

I am in fourth grade--ten years old,
and the teacher’s clock doesn’t stop, and the and the doctor’s scale doesn’t pause
to make room for my magnitude.
Though I wrote no book
attention summoned to look
at following--->>>

predicated upon past and present, I gauge
will offer ogre golden opportunity
to rewrite anarchistic playbook page
with rightist extremist to rage
usurping future political stage
cuz civil war he aims to wage.

Impossible mission, nonetheless
eschatological, diabolical, critical...
dire straits betokens armageddon.

Upon virtual wall wordsmith
nsync with adept graffiti artist wrote
toadyism prevalent when electorate will vote
on Tuesday, November 4th, 2024
Grand Old Party trumpets intent to smote
vestige of liberty,
where outspoken libertarian orators quote
freedom fighting martyrs
cite American Democracy legacy as footnote
hellacious, ghoulish, fiendish,
egregious demagogues cutthroat
eliminated candidates begetting antidote.

Courtesy human papilloma virus (HPV)
begets growth(s) designated as wart
unwanted infection easily remedied
unlike deadly societal blight necessitating
mandatory voting obligation to thwart
lest one unwittingly greenlights
horrible malevolent former poor sport
forty fifth president of United States
twice eluding impeachment
earned him dubious distinction
counts mobocracy within in his court
even at expense sacrificing
national pride birthing enfant terrible
monster Roe versus Wade cannot abort.

Above prognostication gives casus belli to y'all
bespeaks impending apocalyptic windfall
Spanish and English writing on border wall
homegrown garden variety apprenticed screwball,
muster civilians and military troops coup to marshall
law brinkmanship ticks doomsday clock, hence the call
weapons of mass destruction concomitant ashfall

overthrowing pathological megalomaniac
née commandeer of human abuses free world oh God,
this exclamation ******* courtesy house atheist
runs ruinously, reprehensibly, rampantly roughshod
scaring out bejesus within winkin blinkin and nod
land of powdermilk biscuits and raw bits promises
to become ground zero predicated boneheaded clod.

Atrocious, cantankerous, egregious,
grievous, ignominious... dispensing
most every venerated, ushered, touted,
sacred, revered, pronouncing
progressive amendments dead
on arrival blithely shredding to tatters
hard won diplomacy courtesy talking head
likewise progressive reforms since Fred
Flintstone days of yore shelving
codied, ratified, sanctified... shed
jeweled important legislation,
plus Russian musk cows to wed
Putin on the ritz.

Blasphemous, cantankerous, deleterious...
execrable folly... doth seed
subsequently begetting and breed
anarchy, chaos, hell, plus helps
foment pernicious, ominous,
noxious, malodorous... misdeed
pitting one against another creed
internecine warfare, where liveried
troops don (auld) alternative energy
fighting gear powering, i.e. ac/dc freed

one or more ***** deed
done dirt cheap reducing at lightspeed,
the hard fought/won democratic
inalienable rights purportedly guaranteed
by United States constitution,
(though oft times bias, i.e. reed
anti semitism, charade, facade...) heed
trample equality, morality, universality...
making mockery (attested bleed
courtesy flagrant historical extant bigotry,
chicanery, depravity... greed).

Yours truly wears non matching
Buster Brown shoes and socks,
nevertheless I step off figurative soapbox
dodging any lobbed missiles or rocks,
no surprise bullied by same jocks,
who tormented me during high school
probably tattooed, pierced, and bald of locks
unlike yours truly, he sports quasi dreadlocks
as aging pencil neck geek feeling giddy
giving above inebriate of air spiel
quite alarmed as time ticks    
countdown approach to doomsday
when apocalypse harkened and heralded
courtesy atomic clocks.
Autumn Feb 26
Bright grey clouds woke me and the dread for the day seeped in.
Probably better to get up but pinned down by half thoughts.

I had to wait a month for this day. The day they take chunks out of my ****** to test it for abnormalities.
Yeah, alright I wasn’t dying to get out of bed?

Life and the living did win eventually. I rolled over and after a load of laundry and some grumbling I actually did make it to service first auto.

Walking thru that door made my troubles disappear. Papers piled up. Half a sandwich. Birthday card from 2023. And one eyed Don!

He looked at me, “Subaru?” “Yeah! How are you!?” He didn’t match my morning enthusiasm. “I’m OK.” His mechanic walked in, deadpan, he said, “I’m going to get a coffee.” “Okay.”

What I would give some days to be a blue collar man.

Trying not to look at his glazed over eye, I blabbered about my brief check engine scare. How it could be the head gaskies but I want to try and go longer. Bare minimum please. But yeah it’s burning coolant. Don grumbled, “Yeah, yeah we’ll do what we do and give you a call.” Thanks!

Next stop: Nat’s. My friend going through the same cervical trauma as me offered to join me to my appointment.

We chatted. Made horrific jokes. “Yeah eventually I just came to terms with the fact that I would be that one friend with cancer.” I talked about my Thicc Thighs Save Lives vision. A bike group where the two cs in thicc stood for cervical cancer.

She helped take my mind off the speculum and the pliers and the blood and the stirrups and the silver nitrate of my future.

We discussed the unnecessary shame we felt. Vented about men and how it's some serious ******* HPV doesn't affect them but they can transmit it?

And how they can sleep with whoever they want, but it’s promiscuous when we do? And at the end of the day it’s simply bad luck. Bad luck.

I did finally make it to the room. Waiting in the chair, my eyes traced its edges and fell on the labeled drawers. Loop electrode. Colposcope. Pads. Curette. I wasn’t as scared as I expected to be.

They gave me a hot pad for my ******, opened me up, numbed the area, and at one point I saw a tiny bright red piece of my ****** in between the pliers.

That little speck of precancerous ridden flesh! Why was it kind of cute? I thought fondly of it. Off to testing you go, sweet thing. Make mama proud.

“Nothing in your ****** for 3 days!” “Okay.” Too bad I’m a drug mule. Why don't I just say the intrusive thoughts?

The nurse asked, “What are you going to do to treat yourself after this?” Well it ended up being a 16oz mocha immediately followed by a pint of beer. I mean why not blast myself with my two favorite substances back to back on an empty stomach?

Maybe the caffeine will make the dysplasia dance. Make the lesion listen. Listen when I say: LEAVE. Get out of my body.

Next stop: picking up my car. Don looked at me with the eye that worked, threw the keys at me, and demanded $750 dollars. “Still keep an eye on the coolant and oil.” “Okay.” Just one though.

5 hours in the shop made my car smell like a bowling alley. Stale marlboro coming straight through the vents. It was comforting. I thought: these are the best parts of life.

I was home for a bit and then came the wind. Sideways rain, swinging bird feeders, sirens, wind chimes, branches everywhere and then black. Power out.

I felt revitalized...energized: I breathed the chaos of the storm straight inside me. Gulping each gust in real time.

It felt right. Metaphorical. Storms happen, storms stir **** up, storms pass. Storms pass! Storms stir **** up! They just happen.

My neighbor and I leaned over our balconies and cooed about the storm. He couldn't wait to light ten thousand candles.

With only one singular candle myself, I fled back to Nat’s. We gave each other massages, laughed, and on my drive back there was a man dancing in the middle of the crosswalk.

Stop lights are out, rain still coming down, it’s pitch dark and his hands are in the air.. no care in the world just dancing. I think that man is me. He’s the inner joy I felt today and crave to always feel.
I did give a polite honk at him. A double meaning honk. Like I fully support this living going on but I do want you to continue to live. Hahahaha.
Johnny Noiπ Mar 2018
And by the way, I would strongly suggest
against going down on any female who
calls her ***** a "snooch." It's one of those
situations where you don't know you
made a mistake until you're already there,
and once you're there, you pretty much
have to stay there for a while. no one is
forcing anyone to eat *****. So, you're telling
me that if you started to eat a *****,
and it stank, you'd simply stop? When she asks,
"why did you stop?" Are you gonna say,
"Because your ***** smells gross."
of course I'd stop. she wouldn't ask cuz girls
know when their cooch stinks I don't know
about you. You love stinky feet,
and "golden showers," but apparently you draw
the line at crotch badooga I'm afraid of HPV
Johnny Noiπ Aug 2018
oh, I know how the blood trickles & flows;
believe me, I know;
mother's wet arms,             twin       Latina
sisters shuddering in the dark hallway;
I am the shadow cast on the graffiti wall
of souls;                      following the trail of candy
       into the maze-like ****** of the brown dwarf,
where dwell the       maidens w/ towering crystal minds;
seven, eight, nine feet tall,                   exposed to
toxic shock syndrome &
HPV, [         ], [        ]  invading  
                      my wet dreams &
bleeding consciousness [my Anima is a monster
                                       made entirely of vaginas];
                                                 knowing girls swell                    
      & point toward the ceiling until
motherhood's gravity drags the hard
round ******* to the floor; [                  ]
wet, dark & mysterious [        ], [          ], she waits
up for me in red                  
inside & out
where the white ****** turns blue
VAERS data clearly shows that the COVID vaccines are an unmitigated disaster for pregnant women
The CDC said the COVID vaccines were perfectly safe for pregnant women. They lied and they continue to lie to the American people. Here's the proof and you can verify it yourself.
Steve Kirsch
Jul 17, 2023

Miscarriage: Know its Causes, Treatment & Best Clinic in Delhi
Miscarriages and stillbirths are higher for the COVID vaccines than all other vaccines over the past 33 years combined.
Executive summary
The Vaccine Adverse Event Reporting System (VAERS) is the official US government database for reporting adverse events following vaccination. It is the “gold standard” for detecting safety signals. All Americans who have an adverse event following vaccination are encouraged by the US government to report it to VAERS.

The VAERS data clearly shows that the COVID vaccines are the most dangerous vaccines of all time. There are more adverse events reported for the COVID vaccines than for all other vaccines combined in the 33 year history of VAERS.

In this article, I will examine the number of stillbirths and miscarriage (aka spontaneous abortions) reports compared to all other US vaccines given over the past 33 years.

As far as I know, this has not been done before.

What I found should alarm everyone on the planet: the absolute number of stillbirths and miscarriages reports associated with the COVID vaccines is literally “off the charts”: 4X higher than for all other vaccines combined.

Because VAERS is around 100X under reported, meaning the COVID vaccines have likely caused an estimated 360,000 excess deaths.

But this isn’t just coincidence and reporting bias. The fact that there is a second peak at 15-30 days is huge. That is impossible to explain away as not being causal. That is why nobody will fact check this article because they’d have to explain the second peak.

You don’t have to believe me. Everyone, even the mainstream media, can verify this for themselves in less than 60 seconds. I’m going to show you how in this article.

The results: the number of AE reports for miscarriage and stillbirths are OFF THE CHARTS for the COVID vaccine
The two searches below are for all vaccines over the 33 year reporting history of VAERS.

Spontaneous abortion / miscarriage query
The first search was for spontaneous abortions reports for all vaccines.

There were 673 spontaneous abortion reports for the COVID vaccine with an onset date of Day 0, meaning the significant adverse events from the vaccine STARTED on Day 0. That number was from a Medalerts query, and covered worldwide reports of the 7/7/23 VAERS data. The same query on CDC Wonder gave 667 for Day 0.

Note that in some cases, the miscarriage may not be on the same day as the onset day. For example, a person could be completely knocked out on the day of the vaccine and be unable to move. The miscarriage may happen days later (sometimes at the next doctor appointment). The onset day is still 0, but additional adverse events (such as the miscarriage itself or knowledge of the miscarriage) may happen later.

For example, here’s the first hit for COVID vaccine, day 0 onset. This was a self reported female who got the Pfizer shot on 12/30/20, had signs of a miscarriage just 4 hours later, and officially miscarried on 12/31/20.

I was 5.5 weeks pregnant when I revived the Pfizer Covid Vaccine. Everything was seemingly going fine with my pregnancy until about 4 hours after receiving the vaccine when I went to the bathroom nd wiped and saw pink discharge on the toilet paper. I then began to have mild low abdominal cramping. The abdominal cramping and vaginal bleeding steadily increased in severity over the next 24 hours until I eventually had an obvious miscarriage the evening of 12/31/2020. I cant help but think the vaccine in some way caused my body to reject the pregnancy. Along with the miscarriage, I also had extreme tiredness with GI upset 12/31/20 - 1/02/2021.

For this reason, it’s important to spot check the underlying adverse event reports if you want to get the most precise date of onset for a PARTICULAR adverse event.

The next highest vaccine was the HPV vaccine with 84 reports with a Day 0 onset. Every other vaccine in history was insignificant.

The key point is this: we are using the exact same criteria for different vaccines and the COVID vaccine is sticking out like a sore thumb.

In addition there was a huge second peak of 519 reports at 15-30 days onset. No other vaccine in history showed anything comparable to this.

VAERS may be more than 100X under-reported for events of this nature, so it’s important to keep that in mind when trying to estimate the number of actual events that occurred. There were 3,594 spontaneous abortions reported after COVID vaccinations, so the number could easily represent 360,000 excess deaths. Some of these deaths could just be coincidence of course.

But the fact that the reported spontaneous abortions are very low for all other vaccines over time suggests the VAERS reports are only being made when the reporter believes there is an association with a vaccine. For example, in 2019 when everyone was getting vaccinated normally, there were just 7 spontaneous abortions reported from all flu vaccines combined, and 5 of the 7 had a Day 0 onset, and NONE had a Day 1 onset.

Indeed, the medical literature says “It is estimated that as many as 26% of all pregnancies end in miscarriage” so if VAERS captured any of these “background events,” the numbers over 33 years would be higher than the graphs below indicate.

In other words, it’s more likely than not that these reports are reporting actual events caused by a vaccine and the fact that different vaccines have different rates.
You lied to me when you were sober
But told me the truth when you were drunk
Sober you, always said sorry
Drunk you, showed that sorry
without change is manipulation
Sober you, always said you cared about me
Drunk you, always told me the opposite,
Just how much you actually
truly hated and despised me
Then when you just started to drank
From the beginning of the sunrise
To the ever last moment of the sunset
That's when things changed,
Became horrifying and turned around
That's when I knew, things
between us were never sound
You became the true meaning of an abuser
You cheated on me with an underage girl
Just because I wouldn't allow
you to trick me into using her
When I kept denying a *******
You just went ahead and did your own crime
You cheated on me with
an underage girl, so.. Wholesome
Things after that got even worse
This is when my life started to
feel like it was forever cursed
You threatened me with words.
You said you'd run me over
One winter evening,
that almost came true
That one winter evening,
I knew it was you!
That evening I was wishing
on the closest 4 leaf clover
You would take butcher knives
and hold them to my throat
You used to walk up behind me,
and put your arm around my neck
To the point I was losing the ability
to breathe and starting to choke
To this day if I see a butcher knife,
I am a complete nervous wreck
You caused more mayhem than anything else,
Causing turmoils and extreme havoc
You were always drunk so you
didn't know what real food was
I had to make or cook the same
**** for you every **** day
And if I didn't make or cook your food correctly,
You'd take your plate of food and
walk to the trash can and throw it away
You'd then push me hard into the counter,
my back being pushed into the edge
Making the dishes in the strainer
Come loose and fly onto the ground,  off the ledge
You cheated on me so much
with this not so innocent underage girl
You ended up really changing my whole world
I was faithful, I was honest, I was loyal
You treated me like a slave and
I still treated you godly,
like you were some kind of royal
So when the doctor came into the exam room
And told me that I contracted an STD
I was shocked, speechless!
Because I knew it didn't come from me!
I guess I can say I'm pretty lucky,
That it wasn't anything of the sorts of ***
Nope, in fact, you gave me HPV!!
The hell I've been through because of this
The hell I've been through because of you
Any kind of justice, simply just won't do
I've had to have surgeries to
get rid of precancerous cells
I've had to have tests done on my ******
Just to make sure that all is well
I'm on the mends now, I'm finally clear
But I'll never forget any of this hell
Because sober you lied to me,
always said you cared
And the drunk you, became who you really are
The drunk you, was always gone, never there
The drunk you gave me something
That will always remind me of you
And that's so hard sometimes to bare
Because you made my life so truly unfair!


Stephanie A. Ludwig
04/30/2025

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