"messin" poems
homeland security
on these nuts
home land security
in your butts
home land security
look but don't touch
it's too much
for 'em to understand
***** jacker
**** in hand
hatin' big wacker
on tha attacker
i like 'em blacker
she's a ***** packer
don't like 'em battered
spell bound brain washed
what's tha matter?
Homeland Security Act
homeland security
tryin' ta scare
why can't tha government care?
socialist ideals
not tryin' to hear
hippie gal tryin' ta spread peace
until the cognizance cease
down with tha ****
come in your hair
tryin' ta do me long
they can't take it down
ya know they messin' around
neo-con trick
tryin' ta make brunette sick
don't they like the way i hold my ****
maybe i wanna take a lick
lyin' bitchin' wichin' cryin'
like a man's supposed to be dyin'
look at 'em fryin'.
sorcery zap to the court-ordered goofs
snitchin'
doin' bad things
mad federal schemes
they all occultic fiends
with yo mama church
as the ball swings
** **** on me
mother **** the holy see
what ya tryin' to be
....holy?
goons, screws, pigs and spooks
sayin cognizance aint to use
poor court ordered goofs so-abused
papists vowed in their delusions of grandeur
all you supposed ta think
...is white cop
expendable masses they say aint allowed ta know
while they call the pope pop
guardian protectors of tha white bred
they wanna make tha people brain dead
feds frivolous threats
tha number on your badge says zero
what you tryin' to be?
A super hero?
Feb 4, 2015
Feb 4, 2015 at 5:52 PM UTC
On the south side of kelso if it's there that ya choose to go
Well if its there ya go then ya just gotta know bout a man named tweaker joe
Now tweaker, he's a scrapper and if ya go down on his door
Don't you worry about wakin him up. He aint slept since 74
Well he's weird, weird tweaker joe
The weirdest tweaker in South Kelso
Weirder than a three toed frog
Stranger than a five eared dog
Now tweaker hes a scrapper and he likes his shiny things
And he likes to see what fun he has by the chaos that he brings
He got a custom BMX bike with a flashlight on the grill. He got 32 lb of brass in his pack, he got a dope bag in his shoe.
Well he's weird, weird tweaker joe
The weirdest tweaker in South Kelso
Weirder than a three toed frog
Stranger than s five eared dog
NOW Friday bout a week ago Tweaker scrappin cars. But at the end of the alley sat a cop named Thurman and ooh dat cop looked ******
Well he cast his light upon joe cuz Thurman had a plan
Tweaker joe learned a lesson bout messin with a future Sherriff man
Well he's weird, weird tweaker joe
The weirdest tweaker in South Kelso
Weirder than a three toed frog
Stranger than s five eared dog
Well the 2 men took to runnin and hes dragged down to the jail
Joey looked like a wrung out tweaker with a couple of teeth left
Well he's weird, weird tweaker joe
The weirdest tweaker in South Kelso
Weirder than a three toed frog
Stranger than s five eared dog
Well he's weird, weird tweaker joe
The weirdest tweaker in South Kelso
Weirder than a three toed frog
Stranger than s five eared dog
May 27, 2019
May 27, 2019 at 9:04 AM UTC
Blast off the powder keg
One-two with the punches
Rope over your shoulder
Like I wanna reach the summit
Maybe you let loose before
But, honey, I ain't seen it yet
But, baby, I'm scared to like
Messin your perfect face, displacing
Your innocence and makin
Our blankets wet
I said I don't wanna blast
But you got the controller
Got that hold and doin it right
Got my ***** **** my Xbone
On lock on this *** throne
Pop your mouth a minute girl
Base to the tip that ****
Is rocket sauce
Blast off the powder keg
One-two with the punches
Rope over your shoulder
Like I wanna reach the summit
Maybe you let loose before
But, honey, I ain't seen it yet
Maybe this night is the best
Night of my life I lick my
***** off your skin, sleep
Tight, tomorrow I'll breathe
***** breath
May 14, 2017
May 14, 2017 at 3:54 AM UTC
Miss me
hug me
kiss me
touch me
make my center
your surrounding space
Don't tease me
please me
never
leave me
you can't king me
it ain't a game
i wear you better
like fitted sweater
you just my size
don't change a thing
no waters wetter
no April better
forget umbrella
come play in my rain
queen reigns
u knight
with me
just right
A.M.
no letter
penned
Dear Jane
u like it
we love it
can't get enough of it
no messin
no guessin
absolutely
no testin
u wake
"Hey wifey,
our hearts not icey
feels so good
to be unashamed..."
no guilt
no filth
no watchin' milfs
i'm yo star
you got changed mind frame
What a blessin
God is present
form of worship
He don't turn His face
our bed be wild and undefiled
**** and pure
like white lace
no need to fear
our God is here
we dance this dance
so
u n a s h a m e d
no need to fear
our God is here
we dance this dance
so
u n a s h a m e d
. . .
let's do it
again.
Feb 10, 2010
Feb 10, 2010 at 9:43 AM UTC
I didn't eat for three days
so I could be lovely
like Yolandi Visser who's above me
if I don't eat meat
will there be extra room on my seat?
for adventures- oh
I wanna live like louis
cause you're so aw
and I'm so ew
should be the other way around
but I'm bowin on the ground
you a she-ra
he-ra
no ska
hip-hop double dutch
south paw
fighting like a gang from the hood
grew up on the rough streets
of GV
oh Jeez
so tough
smoke ****
post a pic of my blunt
love to hunt
'cause I'm so cool
be jealous of me
and my shirt that say skee
****** with the fuckbois
guys,
I think I need to grow up
haha
jk
messin with the sub
tellin my mom to shut up
I smell like shtub
ugh
I'm so oppressed right now
white privelage is hard
I'm a smart teen
marred
as an ignorant delinquent
teeth clinquant-
I can be eloquent
but I'm treated like an infant
so frequent
I act like a miscreant
nobody seems to understand
I don't even think I do
get that lotion 'way from me
gotta get tanned-
uh
dya see my abbs
dya see me ***
I'm a piece of meat
rare and raw
with seasoning
dress code
don't tell me otherwise
underneath american skies
it's all about your size
supersize the food
downsize your weight
keep it down
keep it low
till gravity
brings you crashing down
in a geneva gown
close-rubbin-
gap thighs
'cause it's
mcm
wcw
tbt
to when I did fbf
anacronyms
I don't even know how to spell it
what a ****
bathroom wall vandalism
"fat *****
haha
so gangsta
so tough
I have it so rough
middle class white kid
you've got to be kidding me
praise cthulu
giant squid.
meme
2k15
ah
Jun 9, 2015
Jun 9, 2015 at 1:04 PM UTC
Shut up, Sit Down, Give me all that you are
Get up, Wake up, We’ll escape in my car
My hearts been messed around with way too much
But I feel it getting better with just your touch
It was broken and scarred and torn to shreds
Like on lockdown from messin with the feds
But you have the key to get me from the cell
We will run far away, far from this hell
To a place that is just our own
A place to secretly make you moan
A place for you and me to stay
And all our troubles will fade to grey
Now in this place it will be just us
Nothing to break our silence
Nothing to break our trust
We will lay close and say nothing at all
Just close our eyes and let the rain fall
We have our secrets and let them fade
This is where new memories are made
Go to our place where we can be alone
Where all the worries so to drone
This is magic from where we stand
I’ll never hesitate to hold your hand
So never stray and leave my side
I want you here
For this long and wonderful ride
It’s only wonderful when you are here
You make me happy and drive away the pain
You’re my everything and you keep me sane
Never say goodbye and never let me go
Without you I just might never know….
Dec 13, 2009
Dec 13, 2009 at 5:35 PM UTC
Yeah it's Jay, Mr. Self Saboteur,
Fill the bottle up thats what I got the bottle for,
Self fufillin' prophecies got me on the floor,
Drinkin' is the reason but it got me wantin' more,
Not a variety of sobriety when I'm shoppin' in the store,
Got me thinking what's the reason I'm coppin' all this for?
Jesus blood stains up on the sheets,
No Zzz's when I sleep,
All my cups filled up with alcoholic drinks,
So I'm up in that Anonymous,
Cup in hand, hungry hippopotamus,
Sayin' to the man, "I think we need a little Ciroc in us"
I've got a problem, why you think I'm stoppin' cuz?
My names Jay and the liquor's messin' me up,
Every night fellin' closer to Aaliyah,
Saw my reflection now I'm lookin' at the reaper,
Experiment with liquor so fill up my beaker!
Hand on the Bud Light,
Fuckin' with my love life,
Sippin' on the suds like,
Toast to the tough life!
This phenix burns,
Born in thorns with alcoholic horns,
Lookin' at the bottom of the bottle,
Askin' my self if my heart's this hollow,
What do I do? Toss it or swallow,
Well that is a problem for the Jay of tomorrow,
Tryin' to deal with the ills of my convictions,
Sippin' on the liquid of my sickenin' addiction,
Yeah ma, loosen up my inhibitions,
Binge drinkin' means no intermissions,
So welcome my beloved inebriation,
Cup to my mouth instead of conflict confrontation,
Sippin' on the liquid that is toxic to the nation,
Women gettin' twisted my ironic liberation,
If I drink too much I'ma keep it up,
Pinky finger up,
Worried my liver's not weak enough,
Speech slurred so I won't speak to much,
But my mouth's wide open talkin' greek and stuff,
Opps I made a mistake,
Trade Jack Daniels for tonights date,
Gotta live with the consequences that I hate,
Choosin' liquid over women that I try to sedate.
Seems like I'll never get them back,
Well I'll just have to find love within the cup that's in my lap,
So this is a toast to all the alcoholics,
Put up an empty cup, just a little symbolic,
Sacrifice love for a chick that's nymphonic,
And realize it was fine before the Hypnotic,
****
Jun 1, 2013
Jun 1, 2013 at 7:53 AM UTC
The walk to the 'Brain Hole'
was shorter than expected,
but the muffled screams
from behind locked doors
I knew would be here,
so they were of no concern,
and besides,
the fix was in place.
These hooligans
had no idea who they
we're messin' with.
You don't just sign up
for the Moonstone Project,
you get selected.
Galactic insurrection
is a serious business
with serious consequences.
And besides,
I still had the pink pill
hidden in a safe dark place.
What, me worry
about a few brain ******* machines?
Not me.
This was going to be fun.
Jun 30, 2015
Jun 30, 2015 at 5:55 AM UTC
:Ignite
.ılılıll ɢʀᴏᴡ ᴡɪᴛʜɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ғʟᴏᴡ llılılı
SToP:
Lemme seizure
perception
knowledge is a question
asked in reflection
yup, such a simple inception
but we all get caught up while we messin
learning earth's sacred lessons
What now though?
Identity//beheaded
Grey ghost, unleaded
got odds like Yudhistira so
we betted our :/:
ego:: we had to shed it
problem:: we known to vet it
poison:: we GOTTA **** it
old skin:: WE SHED THAT TOO
Known to fold my body like oragami
quiet uprising you call call me ghandi
preach non-violence
practice samadhi
Principly Primal
powerful and bridal
*** in more dimensions
the many armed eater of time holding on like I'm ******* kali
wannabe-Ascetic, dreaded, wandering in the right line,
posture asuna-siva, like I'm ******* Kali, See time as convex
atman = brahman
means I'm God Complex
Every day set fire to myself like Sati
Go ash to mouth
and make myself rise
like a phoneix
Apr 25, 2016
Apr 25, 2016 at 12:18 PM UTC
Dude i have no clue
no ******* idea...
why i continue to fantasize about chue....
idk...
what is it...
like 8th grade...
you...
the memory
continues...
after these past 2 years i still fantasize about you
....and i cant picture you accepting me...
for who i am
i can't
....like
when i picture you
...like i have to be o some mila kunis, megan fox, kim k typa ****
its like i have to be this trophy in order to keep attention
...its like i knew you liked me
....and it was an interesting attatchment ill say....
but...
i guess it wasnt meant to be
i was looking for a **** buddy back then
and so were you
we were 8th ******* graders
i was immature af....
i didnt know **** tbh...
i was an air head...
who only cared about boys, popularity, friends, and herself...
i was a ***** lowkey
i wanted to be on top...
of the world
...of that school
...of him lol
but i was on the inside
...insecure
but he made me...
he fooled me
..into thinking he was securing me
....like ****
i was a fool
and i was def crushin on em
but now....
its really embarassing to think about
like....fuck
***
was 8th...the ****
ya know
that whole shabang
was really messin up
and im done with that past
pretending...
insecurity..
attention..
like....
i am over that
you were real to at the time
i was insecure looking for someone to clench on to
keep me up
motivate me
....but you did the opposite
you were like a demon in disguise
...no offense
i mean at the time speaking
but i dont want to cringe...
when i see a pretty *** girl
i dont need to pretend to be "pretty"
nor what you want
nor be that *****
because im not
...im so much more
....like....fuck
im done living a life in the shadows
a hidden life
my life...is what is what it is
take it...
leave it
i dont care
you are gone
im never gonna see you ever again
but i mean im sorry we couldnt be friends
but the tide
the flows gotta flow
ive gotta go
take ****
and ill keep it in the toilet...lets say that
Jan 7, 2015
Jan 7, 2015 at 7:06 PM UTC
“Yo con stik yer O.T. Gaffa
Weer the monkey stiks his nuts.
Dost think I’ll fall fer that agin
No questions ifs or buts?
Fer fore ‘ears now I’ve werked me roe
Thru blood and sweat and tears
And all fer such a measly dough
Werk overtime no fears.”
The Gaffa looked me in the eye
And stood his graernd real firm.
“Wust be better on the dole
With missis on the gurm?”
Cust see he wart in mood fer messin,
He wus beetroot red in ferse.
An I war gunna mess abaert
So I gor on his curse.
“Yo con insult me till cows come um
But yoh wow insult mar *****
Gaffa or no Gaffa mate
Yo’ll end up in six-foot trench!”
He must a thought it tad absurd,
It war achieving any gud.
So, he said, “Time an a third?”
To this I said I would.
He ay bad Gaffa after all
It jus needed consultation.
We both walked off I dun confess
With mutual admiration.
“Oh, wenst yo wont us in?” I asked,
Cust I didna ear ya say.”
“I’m sorry I fergor ah kid,
Yome in on Christmas Day.”
Dec 4, 2009
Dec 4, 2009 at 9:12 AM UTC
I got a dog likes to wander around
You might see him anywhere in town
In my neighbor’s yard or in his trash
Today, I don’t know where he’s been
He just came a-staggerin’ in
I think that my old dog has found a stash.
I got a doped up dog
Don’t know what to do
He’s layin’ in the yard, howling at the moon
He won’t feel so good
In the light of day
I don’t know what makes him act that way.
Friday night and I’m on the town
You can see me all around
Any place where I can get a belt
Made it in a half past three
My old dog just looked at me
I think he knew exactly how I felt.
Like a doped up dog
Don’t know what to do
I’m layin’ in the yard, howling at the moon
I won’t feel so good
In the light of day
I don’t know what makes me act that way.
Well, Jake just looked me in the eye
And I said “Yea Boy, we can try
To straighten up and get on the right track
Then we won’t feel so rough
Messin’ ‘round with all that stuff
And you and me won’t ever have to act….
Like a doped up dog
Don’t know what to do
We’re layin’ in the yard, howling at the moon
We won’t feel so good
In the light of day
I don’t know what makes us act that way.
Mar 2, 2021
Mar 2, 2021 at 3:00 PM UTC
Don't think I don't notice when you look my way,
Just standing there, like you got something to say,
Like a girl who's looking for someone new,
Like a girl looking for something to do,
And I heard the word that's going around town,
That your last lover been putting you down,
But, if you get with me it won't be long,
Because I ain't gonna let you lead me along.
Your heart's been broken and you're on the make,
Heart's broken and you're looking for one to break,
The real world to you has never been so kind,
Now you're searchin' to see what you can find,
But if you're looking to do me like you've been done,
I can tell you I ain't gonna be be the one,
Don't go messing where you don't belong,
Because I ain't gonna let you lead me along.
Love to you has always been just a game,
Let me tell you, I can play just the same,
I've been heartbroken many times too,
And the next time ain't gonna be by you,
Because the games you play ain't too cool,
And I'm not going to be your next fool,
So don't go messin' where you don't belong,
Because I ain't gonna let you lead me along.
01-02-11.
Jan 2, 2012
Jan 2, 2012 at 7:30 PM UTC
Sign dictates on bike path, " 7 miles an hour"
I say, " Oh **** now I can't go 25 miles an hour,
perhaps 20 or even 15, and I hope there is no "Bike Cop"
hiding behind some rock, bush or tree with a little "bike siren".
Sign dictates in an "open air train station", " No Smoking"
I say, " Oh **** I hope he or she doesn't come up to me
directly and blow smoke in my face, I would really be ****** off."
I also hope that these mounds upon mounds of butts don't
stop me from walking even though "biodegradable"
Bus driver dictates, in front of bus, "Read the sign before leaving, please do not step past yellow line"!!
I cringe at the thought that my big toe goes over that ****
yellow line. If so, do you think that the driver will abruptly
stop the bus and throw the tip of your toes out the bus?
If so, I guess that the rest of your body would have to go as well!!!
Oh well, we live in a society, of some unnecessary mazes, and it gets worse and worse!! For that I give the "BIG MIDDLE FINGER!!!!!!" (PS just messin' wit ja )
Dec 31, 2014
Dec 31, 2014 at 8:28 AM UTC
I think I'm ****** gone, rollin on this floor.
Messin up the carpet, I'll get on it after 4.
Obsession to the form.
Can't believe I made it, But I made it, that's for sure.
They don't want my love, they just want my potential.
Baby if you knew, the feeling I would give to you.
I'ma play you like a game boy, don't want one, what's the thrill of the same toy.
But it takes one night, to prove, the feeling I would give, to you.
The more I have, the more numbness I circum.
The less emotion involved, the more fun I have.
Addicted to the thrill.
Fun inspires me.
I've always been the **** one they all want.
I give them what they need, but never what they can have, because, I will simply leave.
Leave you wondering.
...
Life of the party.
I go down town with the drugs in my body, filled to the top, pain buried.
I taste it, then I throw it.
Welcome to the other side, lust.
Baby step outside your mind.
Just take it down low.
If you wanna do it baby, I'm ahead with you.
You can follow me...
Take that step, you're the life of the party.
...
I got two ladies, I got one little room, there's a room full of ****** baby what you wanna do
... ?
May 13, 2019
May 13, 2019 at 2:22 PM UTC
Here's a lesson
and I ain't messin
never touch
my Smith & Wesson
Jun 8, 2016
Jun 8, 2016 at 2:36 AM UTC
When God said Moses take this tab
For what I'm gonna say
Ain't so bad
These rules are gonna make man good
And tidy up this neighbourhood
So Moses was ready to chisel away
And put in stone what God had to say
Waiting on the mountain in the wind and rain
Not getting fancy with all the chat
Just laying it down with a little holy rap
God's in da hood
In my back yard
Breaking bad souls
Yo it's all good
Now God he spoke in a godly way
Saying hey Moses my dog don't you play
Around with da words I'm rapping all day
Coz this ain't no **** you be messin wid
For all man is gonna say
**** that God he's gonna be right one day
Nov 19, 2015
Nov 19, 2015 at 1:56 PM UTC
Is it strange,
do you think,
that today has been
so terrible
and I still have
a smile on
my face?
Believe me,
even I think
it strange
considering
that the blueboy
was content
to submit falsehoods
in his effort to
fill this city’s
coffers with
my children’s
Christmas presents
before they’ve even
been thought of
Even I think it odd
that despite a myriad
of disasters, including
a coffee-fart
that moistened
the seat of my
trousers and sent
me scurrying
for the john,
and subsequently
the exit,
I’m still able to
grin.
Despite my chagrins,
in light of a day
filled with folly
bordering on
misery,
the silvery sliver
of hope shows
through.
I’m standing at that crossroad
waiting for The Devil to appear,
and I can tell that Ol’ Scratch
is close, close enough
that I can feel his gaze
inside this, a Wednesday,
a “one of those days”.
When the oldest kid
has puked his bed,
and I’ve got one more
mess to clean up
besides the one in my
drawers, but my shine
won’t dull, no matter
the ache in my skull.
‘Cause when Pitch is asking me:
“Boy, what’chu gonna do? I’ve been
havin’ a fine time messin’ wit’chu!”
I’ll say to Ol’ Pitch, that
sonofabitch…
“My fine, forked-tongued, fiend,
you can’t have no more of me,
for I’m hollerin’ down old dogs, you see?
Them dogs’ll run and hide,
I’ve got a fine crew by my side
into Thursday we will ride
and leave this ****** day behind!”
This is why I still smile,
because in just a little while
I get to have my rest
My lover’s head upon my
chest, my children in their nests.
Of tomorrow I’ll dream deep
while in the dark, I sleep
pondering possibilities,
probabilities, and simply
other reasons to…
smile.
-JBClaywell
©P&ZPublications
Nov 11, 2015
Nov 11, 2015 at 7:54 PM UTC
"Why do teens feel this kind of depression
Expression that's messin'
Them up to 'nother dimension
I wish I were a fly on the wall
Standing tall, there for all
Well technically I already am 'cause I try to help
So people like me don't feel like their life is hell
You have a purpose in this world. Think about it!
This sacred Earth needs you, no doubt about it!
Wake up, smell the coffee, hold the sword
These emotions have to die away, whatcha waiting for?
Slash 'em, stomp 'em, spit on 'em if you have to
Those pieces of **** that tried to utterly destroy you
You have a meaning in your life, in everyone you hold true
Have you ever imagined you may just be the person who
Leads the population, leads a big company
Leads a wonderful life! So now you see
That the blood you draw from that blade doesn't let you see
What you could be, so listen to me, put it away, stomp your feet
I hope you find out how you could meet, eventually
Your destiny.
****
Aug 8, 2013
Aug 8, 2013 at 4:46 PM UTC
The secret life of
mack the knife
his teeth shined a pearly white
they glistened like fallen snow
his smile would melt the ladies hearts
and leave them feeling aglow
but when he chose to leave his bite
the smile turned to a snear
Louie called said I'll see you at the club
yeah Mack meet in the rear
he was a banker by the daylight
a vicious killer in the night
he always thought that he would
find time to make things right
he left his victims on the sidewalk
or a tugboat by the shore
their throats cut from ear to ear
the coppers going door to door
but not a single soul was talking
nobody saw anything
but they could tell by the looks
they'd be dead if they chose to sing
Louie wanted Souky Taudry whacked
he was messin with Jenny Diver
she's my girl and I ain't taking that
I'll set you up to be his driver
he wore a disguise of a chauffer
fancy coat pants and a cap
but when he took a wrong turn
Souky knew he was in for bad crap
they found him in the alley
his life oozing out on the street
his throat cut by Mack the Knife
another job had been complete
back at the bank the next morning
he was all smiles and slapping backs
nobody knew his secret life
or if they were the next one he whacks
Gomer Lepoet...
May 9, 2013
May 9, 2013 at 7:17 PM UTC
You say its all
"Mind over matter"
But I've misplaced my brain,
Its no matter anyway,
For ive got flowers in my veins!
Most are in bloom and gorgeous,
But those roses are such liars,
Im scratched up on the inside,
Pullin thorns out with pliers.
And although it looks quite messy,
I cant feel a thing,
For how can I percieve this pain,
When I still cant find my brain?!
Did I stick it in the toaster?
Did I drop it on the floor?
Maybe The cheshire cat stole it.
Just messin with my head,
Im sure.
But no, I do not mind,
Cause nothing really matters.
Im lost but im not late,
Drinkin tea with the mad hatter.
Apr 27, 2021
Apr 27, 2021 at 5:31 PM UTC