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Edna Sweetlove Oct 2015
my
poor
ugly fat
sister with her
ugly fat body blotchy
body and ginger ***** hair
yells in terror futilely begging
'no more Daddy, please, no more blows'
as my drunken old ******* of a stepfather
lashes her wobbly *** mercilessly as he yells
bible-inspired obscenities and hatred from the pulpit
of his demented brain and I am powerless to intervene or else
I know I shall be next and my many wounds from last week's thrashing
are still so tender and unhealed so I sit and watch and gently
******* myself under the cover of the odourous blanket
but things are taking a different turn this evening
as I see dear old Daddy taking out his ugly ****
and then ravish my sister's bloodstained body
and this really is too much even for me
to bear so whilst he is occupied with
the edifying task in hand I reach
for the rifle and taking aim
I blow Daddy's **** off
in filial love
and then I
come
with a grunt into my snot-encrusted handkerchief
  
  

OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH!!!
Edna Sweetlove Jan 2015
Beethoven's Ninth;
Mozart's Thirty-Eighth;
What do they lack
Artistically speaking?
They lack the music of the buttocks,
The celestial odourous ****
Which charmeth all who hear it.
Although admittedly Schubert
Left an unfinished movement
On the floor near his piano
And the whiff was something horrid.
Shubhkiran Dec 2019
Let fall on me
Thy Light! Thy Shine!
Deep...deeper inside ,
And brighten the inside of mine.
Let the Aura illuminate..
The Truth around,
And into the goodness
Do I surround
The Path to others may I show,
Pity and faith inside me grow.
Give me the Vision ..I wish to see
Your image in all
And set me free
Set ablaze..my ego ,my pride,
Awaken the benevolence,
and to goodness I stride
Drown my lust,drown my greed,
Let humanitarianism be my creed.
Learning always....but..to spread
Odourous I become, fragrance I spread.
Don't steal my intentions! Failures ... don't dare!!
Helping I be! Productive do I bear.
My wish to grow, desire to excel
Allow the compassion in me to dwell.
Guide me deem...
everyone has Your tint
I beg Your wisdom
To be my glint!!!

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