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I'm dreaming of a green Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know
Where the kush plants glisten,
and reggae bawts listen
To smell, burning kush all day

I'm dreaming of a green Christmas
With every ***** blunt I roll
May your days be reggae and kleen
And may all your Christmases be green
We are kickin' off reggae Christmas wit a dank rendition of the classic white christmas!
kleen is a slang term for very good, like a fine blunt rolled with care and luv
Nite May 2016
That curvy, **** body
Can't keep my hands off you

That smoldering, maroon rouge
Keeps my eyes riveted on you

That ample, splayed mouth of yours
Allows me to swallow out that life giving liquid

That immense, cavernous cavity
That keeps in whatever I fill you up with

I may be rough with you
But I'll always love you

**My Kleen Kanteen
Recently got a bottle from them that came highly recommended and I love it!
Natalia mushara Jul 2015
Tidy kleen
Ma hair gleams
Ma boy seems
Likke just a dream
But I love him
He make me melt
I guess I shuld kuntinue
To give him myself
Dis momma don play,
Dis momma will stay
Even if I mess up wit him
Dis momma is OK
And today
I will be his womans,
Bekause I'm real momma
And baby boy know it.
Even if baby boy don't wan me
This baby girl to him
Wil show it.
Ryan O'Leary Aug 2019
A slice of history is todays
metaphor for our daily staple.

It was the name for sliced
bread invented in Missouri.

In Chillicothe, Otto Rohwedder
invented the machine in 1928.

In Vermont, there is a mountain,
Bread Loaf Mountain, unsliced.

The town of Bread Loaf has an
annual writers festival.
anthony Brady Oct 2018
The actual advertisement in “Ireland’s Own” Men Seeking Women columns read as follows:  "Lone farmer – Born on Christmas Day - solvent - Has traditional values - Seeks a hefty lady from 40 upwards - Photographs exchanged. Kilmacat, Limerick 00649280942"
A Christmas Card with photo arrives. The farmer gets a call...

Hefty Lady: Happy Birthday!
What are your cows like?
Farmer: Funny you should ask -
they are known as laughing stock.
Unable to produce young. Anti-bull.

HL:  Can you promise there will no
secrets between us?
F: Can’t say for sure.
The potatoes have eyes,
the corn has ears.

HL: My photo makes me
look like the Venus de Milo.
F: I noticed. You've got no arms.
You won't do. I need a heavy lifter.

HL: My arms are out of
the photo because I’m lifting..
F: What weight are
you lifting?
HL: 128 kilos  -
Kleen & ******  –
world record.

F: Is that the name
of a tractor?
HL: Nien!

F: What’s your name?
HL: Bertha Eva Tunne.

Farmer: I want to see your calves.
Hefty Lady: I will bring them with me.
Farmer: Happy Christmas!
The plane tickets are in the post.

Tobias
The actual advertisement in “Ireland’s Own” Men Seeking Women columns read as follows:  "Elderly farmer – Born on Christmas Day - solvent - has traditional values - seeks a hefty lady from 40 upwards - photographs exchanged."  
He gets a telephone reply..
Bard Nov 2020
bullets out in the thunderdome
five five send bullets at your dome
glock glock shots **** ya in your home
nine one one callin from a payphone
Someone pay for the dial tone

So if any one has problems with me
I take care of them I keep the peace
Don't need the ******* police
Don't need more dead bodies
Blue boy gang stay out the lobby

Besides don't you got a starving kid to arrest
In aisles shoplifting a box of chex mix
Put in slammers for feeding himself
Throw someones life away like kleen ex
Dead to society life of the ex convict

Lost it all, coulda avoided it for 3.50
But they need cell fillers cant be left empty
Cuz slavery is the cornerstone of american currency
Tell me would you fight to end slavery?
Or lie to yourself and say slaves are the enemy

If this society collapses thats fine by me
I would rather live in a land thats free
Than one where people swing from trees

— The End —