"paedophile" poems
Bunga Bunga everywhere,
a powerful man with silly hair
seduced a girl too young and scared,
was married too but didn’t care.
Corrupt and feared!
Bunga Bunga sounds like fun,
a swimming pool and saucy sun,
an Egyptian that was on the run
Or, under-aged Morocun
Who ****** the boss!
Bunga Bunga ***** and *****
coffles of women to choose
and buy and grab and ride and use,
with confidence
and so much to lose,
but why didn’t he lose?
Why didn’t he lose when it was on the news
and hundreds of thousands of people accused
him of scandal and incompetence?
He never revealed his conscience
or any remorse for play boy antics
so far removed from his pedantic
stereotype as a political leader,
more like a ****** wheeler dealer,
pervy old ***** geezer,
over cologned,
greasy,
heavy breather;
machinating falsifier;
misogynistic **********
He prized a Ruby above the rest.
Bunga bunga, what a pest...
she leaked his private fetish fest;
poor Silvio, he tried his best
to hide the bribes and bets
and ****** and drugs and threats
but never could care
what was right and
what was fair.
Could only care
about the colour of his
**** hair.
May 8, 2018
May 8, 2018 at 11:45 AM UTC
Terrorism, ****
Car bomb, **********
She feels vulnerable,
No love to keep her warm
9/11, kidnap,
Human trafficking...
She’s been forgotten,
Left alone in the dark
Serial killers, H1N1,
Child molesters, ***
She shudders with the cold,
And Port Au Prince is flattened
Hijack, ******
Drive-by shootings...
She feels groggy,
Influenza sets in
Weapons of mass destruction,
Cuban nuclear tests...
There starts a tingle in her nose,
Her eyes pinch shut
Genocide, organs on the black market,
Xenophobia, suicide bombers...
With a bellow from her bowels,
From flaming ice the cumulus anvil that infects the world
May 23, 2014
May 23, 2014 at 5:04 AM UTC
When did news parody
stop being funny?
Was it somewhere between
Alan Jackson’s 9/11 cash-in
and Donald Trump’s hair?
Was it BoJo stranded on a zipline over London,
or Cameron’s alleged porcine relations
(bizarrely black-mirroring fiction)?
When did the news
start doing Chris Morris’ job for him?
When did they start
pre-satirising the headlines?
“No evidence mermaids exist,” says US Government.
Swimming pool evacuated after prosthetic leg is mistaken for **********
Robots follow Marco Rubio to South Carolina.
I swear, I didn’t
make any of those up.
The actors on Saturday Night Live
are more statesmanlike
than the Presidential Primary Candidates they’re lampooning.
How the hell do they breed these
creatures? These gurning,
overgrown foetuses with their
conveniently dead ****** sisters to get
all wet-eyed and tumescent over,
their boomingly hollow controversy and
their total, catastrophic
crashes of personality.
These loathsome
organic constructs who would seem
more relatable and trustworthy if
their image consultants made them wear
Nixon masks for every
public appearance.
When did it all become
this strange, sick spoof
of itself?
Is there no one left in Britain who can make a sandwich?
Man dressed as penguin receives more votes than the Liberal Democrats.
Piers Morgan given jail time for illegally hacking ‘phones and gloating about it.
Okay.
I made the last one up.
Feb 14, 2016
Feb 14, 2016 at 6:07 AM UTC
Every evening
she beams into my living room
bringing me the news of the world
Juanita ***
looking at me with her large eyes, gently tossing her coiffured blond hair
demurely enunciating ugly words through her beautifully shaped mouth
another insane event has occurred in some far off country
and Juanita *** has nice red lip gloss on tonight
a boat load of desperate people has reached our shores
only Juanita *** can make the word "asylum" sound ******
more bikie gang trouble in the city
if I had tats and a Harley Juanita, would you ride off with me?
a ********** released on bail
you shouldn't have to read such filth Juanita
the Government’s economic policies are working
who did you share your stimulus package with Juanita?
another loutish sportsman has disgraced himself in public
Juanita, let the sports reporter read that stuff in future
Parliamentarians hurl foul language at each other in Canberra
I love it when you talk ***** Juanita
debate continues about the best way to tackle climate change
if there was an ETS Juanita, would you trade emissions with me?
she is telling me that tomorrow it will be warm and moist
and Jesus Christ, Juanita *** has two buttons undone on her blouse
There will be another news update in an hour
but not from Juanita ***
and without Juanita ***
no news is good news
Nov 22, 2011
Nov 22, 2011 at 4:39 AM UTC
The **********
The creepy old fat man from Sweden
Cheatin' and scams his partners
Farting old ******* rat dog
Harbors innocent little girls
Like a **** hogg
Looks just like a 300 pound rat
Fat *** clown pervert
We are all to blame for that?
For the criminally insane
Lame brain
Bring back the nice guillotine
Chop off the **** of the mean old man who ruins the preteen!
Steals money then gets killed
The beat goes on... Beat in his fat head like a drum
Dumb old creepy ****
Worthless gimp
His days are numbered
Price on his head
Uses us all takes our bread!
But soon he is flat dead!
Dedicated to Bjorn Henry Jonasson
From Sweden the worst pervert I ever met, I bet he got killed in Thailand!
Jan 3, 2015
Jan 3, 2015 at 6:16 AM UTC
They said Keith couldn't *** without a finger up his ***
they said Ruth was a **** for not sleeping with her man.
They said George was a woman because he couldn't grow a beard,
they said Molly was autistic, because she was a little bit weird.
They said Mr. Winchester was a ********** because he wore an overcoat,
they said Ms. Wheeler as a witch, and once sacrificed a goat.
They said Mr. Winter was so fat, he was more or less bulletproof,
they said Ms. Walker was not attractive, but if it came to it:
she'd have to do.
They said Lucinda was thin because she chose not to eat,
sitting by the bathroom doors in the lunchtime canteen.
They said Leonard was a ****** with his long, blonde hair,
they said Luke was a downy because of his vacant stare.
They said Mr. Fresco was a drinker who beat his wife at home,
they said Ms. Finkel was a ********** seen standing out in the cold.
They said an awful lot of things that decayed away over time,
but it takes a strength to train the mind
to not trod the tracks of a lifetime past,
to keep yourself to who you are,
not those ancient words,
nor those faded scars.
Oct 29, 2015
Oct 29, 2015 at 1:50 PM UTC
you plan to trap
to take a cut-
a ripening peach
with sugar bait?
you soil yourself
remove all sense
when all you have
you desecrate
her body sees, her body sees
'I'll take it now
she's just the size
to make me big
bend over chick
for she won't see
to mists she'll flee
I'll do a trick
with my joystick'
her inside sees, her inside sees
it's not all past
in spurting spray
a laughing squirt
bull at a gate
to steal a bud
the harshest crime
to rob a child
her life dictate
her body tells, her body tells
for it is seen
and registered
it's catalogued
in Judge's file
the breakage raw
her broken selves
you callous brute
are facing trial
and all can see
as you do now
the lies you told
you **********
Feb 15, 2021
Feb 15, 2021 at 5:41 AM UTC
Cracked in several different pieces lies
a mask bound by the school of flesh
A clever tool used to blur the lines
Between a saint and filthy wretch
Archaic would be the best word to describe
The spring snow I ought to see
And yet there's still something beautiful about suicide
I think Mishima would agree
But these metaphors are every bit as absurd
As the films you made me watch
Silent whispers never heard
And yet again I ruin the plot
In the mood for love
Yes, that's all you've ever been
Like the sudden slap of a glove
A life once hidden now is seen
Somewhere there is a man I used to know
Better yet revere
Blood stains red springs gentle snow
Giving way to flowery years
There is death before dishonour
If not of the body then of the mind
As summer winds blow warmer
So do memories fade in time
Jun 9, 2014
Jun 9, 2014 at 12:10 AM UTC
the site is a domain
of inaction
not giving a **********
a lifetime ban
instead it's using
the soft option
of account suspension
the law says
that online child
violation
and
exploitation
are criminal acts
and to think the poet forum
has allowed
a
**********
in
so he can procure
young ones
for his
carnal sin
it could be said
that the site
is
complicit
by
association
other sites wouldn't
be a-party
to such
a
perverse
crime
Feb 20, 2018
Feb 20, 2018 at 3:30 AM UTC
We want and need the acceptance,
We are the LGBTQ+ or Black Community,
We want and need the acceptance,
We always put up a resistance,
We lack the power to communication,
and to educate, to debate,
We are the communities,
that feed the war machines,
open the sacrifice that has just begun,
we aim for your daughters and first born sons,
that has mistakes or use a gun,
We are your catastrophe,
We love all the hate, all the lies and the heresy,
We love how divine that every time we hide in denial,
Becoming suicidal kings,
We want and Need the acceptance,
We are the LGBTQ+ or Black Community,
We want and need the acceptance,
Remembrance and repentance,
We hate the bible freaks,
Homophobic Religious geeks,
We hate the bible freaks,
We are not ********** creeps,
We hate the bible Freaks,
Homosexuality is a Sin,
Screaming back at them with an evil grin,
while the family next door could have been,
Homicide or suicidal, inform the next of kin.
We are religious, We believe,
We are the LGBTQ+ Community and we don't believe,
We are the Black Community and we are here still in disagree,
Obsolete, decease and retreat,
We are Religious, We seek love and peace,
We are the LGBTQ+ Community, we seek acceptance and your release,
We are the Black Community, We seek Acceptance but we still justice against the peace,
We are Religion, the LGBTQ+ and Black Community, searching for love and peace,
Coming to blows, hatred and deceased, with no love and peace in sight,
We are the offended, snowflake generation, We are the,
Hatred growing, Breeding,
As our armies mounts, keep increasing,
Dead and bleeding, no concealing,
The hunger is real, yet no ones seeing,
You can promise, but the dreams are all dead,
as the rivers still blood red,
No more lessons to learned,
We can't educate so don't try and reach us,
We want to foster the future,
Not nurture the land,
We want the stitches and sutures,
and visions at our own hand,
We want the Mass sanctions,
and the execution of this land,
It's our time to scream, let stand for something,
But refuse to walk hand in hand.
Nov 4, 2020
Nov 4, 2020 at 2:45 PM UTC
Your self entitlement is sickening
When did psychosis become so beautiful?
The image of victim hood so appealing
What must you weep for?
When mummy and daddy pay for your carelessness
Your car, your phone, your clothes
The spoiled soul
intent on self destruction
when you can no longer consume
self harm is on fleek
Your little mind a cascade of self inflicted bruises
Throw yourself into a war zone
The day in the human traffic
Sit under a paedophile's glare
live under the shadow of poverty
Sleep by the plague streets
Oh you poor pathetic hipster
Here, have the BPD and PTSD
Sleep with one eye open!
With the knife and dog by your pillow
For the abuser that vowed to return
For the shadows that haunt the night
For the insomnia that wracks your brain
For the voices of a demonic opera
This is not special
This is hell
I am NOT special!
The world owes me nothing!
For what I have, what I want
I fight, I strive, I survive
I am not a snowflake
There are many more like me
Who live by the ashes of temples
By the bombs of sands
In the wake of unclean hands
For virginity stolen!
For childhood lost
By war, poverty, disease, ****
Your ****** cry
with all the middle class entitlement
That muffles out the true cry
The cry of a child in the Gaza strip
The cry of forced marriage
The cry of the cancer bearer
The cry of a soldier in the heat of battle
The cry of a mother who could not feed her babe
The cry of the ***** ripped out
The cry of the elderly
The cry of the camps
The cry
to which you find so pretty
which you know nothing of...
You mold it your life
of middle class ****
Your glorified bedroom
a western modern pit
Iphone, computer, holiday in the sun
Yet you still feel undone?
So you putrid little fetus
Take my hand, we shall go
where your entitlement can not tread
where the ***** are forgotten and suffering are dead
Dec 6, 2016
Dec 6, 2016 at 3:09 PM UTC
That's Right My ANGER...
Yes... My ANGER... !!!!!!
Is PERFECTLY Fit...
For A... Poetic BANGER... !!!
You See My ANGER FEEDS...
Poetic Seams That Most CAN'T Believe... !!!
That's NOT EGO Peeps'... !!!
I Merely REPEAT What Some INDEED...
Have IMMEDIATELY...
Said Upon Hearing Big Virge Poetry... !!!!
Ya See My Anger... " Simmers "...
Before It Glimmers And Makes Heads SHIVER... !!!!
Like Walking In Slippers In A BITTER Winter... !!!!!!!
What My Anger Delivers....
Has Made Man QUIVER...
Who Thought They Were BIGGER...
Than... Heavenly Figures... ?!?
My Scriptures Paint Pictures...
of Anger That's SICKER...
Than ********** Vicars... !!!!!!!!!!!!
My Angers' Religion...
Paints... Dark Matter Visions... !!!
That DO NEED...................... DISMISSING.........
Because of... DARK Thinking... !!!!!!!!!!!!
That NEEDS To Go MISSING.... !!!!!!
By This I Mean...
Anger That Rests Inside of ME...
Is Something UNWORTHY...
of...... " Humanity "...... !!!
It's Something SO SCARY...
That YES It... SCARES ME... !!!
Because of The POWER...
of Its... ENERGY... !!!
From Poems To Flowing...
With... IGNORANT Peeps'...
My ANGER Is Something...
People... Have NOT SEEN... !!!!!
They... THINK That They Have...
Which PROVES I'm A Man...
Whose Coolness EXCEEDS...
Much More Than These DUMMIES...
Could... EVER Conceive... !!!!!!
If I … EVER DID...
Reverse FLIP The Script...
And Let My ANGER FLIP...
From Words To BULLETS... !!!
And Moving Like VILLAINS...
Whose Anger Would LIVE...
To... NEVER FORGIVE... !!!!!
You Kids Should RUN QUICK.... !!!!
Because There's A DARKNESS...
That Lies... " DEEP WITHIN "... !!!
BEYOND... " BAD Lieutenants "...
And... DRUG Dealing Fellas'... !!!!!!
SINISTER Vibes' ....
Would Direct My Mind...
So PLEASE RECOGNISE...
What I Say In These Lines... !!!
Because I Am Nice...
When I Greet The FIRST TIME... !!!
But REALLY DON'T LIKE...
People... Crossing The Line...
of RESPECT... I Live By...
It RUNS DEEP In Me... !!!!!
Like... ANGRY Legacies...
Bred From … IGNORANCE...
That's Now Seen On Streets... !!!
So PLEASE HEED My WARNING... !!!!!
These Words AREN'T For GLAMOUR... !!!
They're Born From EXPLORING....
What Lies In.....
...... " My ANGER "...... !!!!!!
Jun 25, 2020
Jun 25, 2020 at 10:03 PM UTC
A Question
Is Santa Claus
A **********
Surrounded by elves
No women
Work in Santa's
Factory
I find
His interests in children
Is suspect
Grooming them
To become gift giving
Adults
Keeping his business going
Dec 24, 2015
Dec 24, 2015 at 6:08 AM UTC
She's missing, they're sure of it now.
They thought it strange no one called,
not a word, not a sight, not a sound.
We fear for her, missing overnight.
They're searching, asking questions now.
Locals helping, no one sleeping.
No word yet, family weeping.
Headline news, tension rising.
It seems like a week has passed by.
Police announce an arrest,
unspoken ********** fears.
Volunteers asked to stand down.
Missing, she'll always be missing.
Jun 22, 2015
Jun 22, 2015 at 10:45 AM UTC
The Industrialist
When the shipping tycoon
in my hometown, died they
dipped him (Best suit and shoes)
in liquid plastic and
when dry they put him on a towering plinth
so he could
watch over us for all time.
Birds took a great interest in
the statue and soon covered in green goo
it was high up in the air and difficult to clean
birds were declared illegal immigrants
and shot dead.
A night bird, (perhaps an owl),
pecked holes in the statue’s
shoes, the body inside, now slime,
ran down the plinth into
the drain and down a gutter,
the plastic casing imploded and
hung like a ****** in a window sill
of a house scandalized
by unproven rumours.
Since seedy facts about the tycoon’s
shady dealings and ****** custom
********** had since came to light –
as foam in a sewer-
no new statue was made.
Sep 24, 2016
Sep 24, 2016 at 11:12 AM UTC
Waiting Waiting..........
Always WAITING.... !!!
After A While...
Becomes FRUSTRATING... !!!!!
Like Waiting For A Train...
That’s Gonna Make You LATE... !!!
Because It’s Been............. DELAYED...
Or... Waiting For The Day...
When Girlies Play STRAIGHT...
Instead of... Playing Games...
When It Comes To Getting Laid... !!!!
Ya See Waiting Is A Game...
That ISN’T Fun To Play... !!!
If What You’re Waiting For...
DOESN'T Guarantee Rewards... !!!
Like Music From Producers...
Who Have ALL The Excuses...
For Why It Takes SO LONG...
For Them To Finish Songs... !!!
To Me These Guys Act FUNNY...
When It Comes To Getting MONEY... !!!!!
“We need to be paid,
before we play a single note !
That’s it okay, no time to wait,
or for debate !
If you want your stuff,
to really sound tough !
Pay us up front,
and you’ll get what you want !”
That’s How It STARTS...
UNTIL Cash DEPARTS... !!!
But Then You're Left....
WAITING............................ ..
Waiting... WAITING.... !!!!!
And Then You're Left Stationed...
Unable To... “Move”... !!!!!
Just Like Black Nations....
... Requiring FOOD... !!!
STARVED of Information...
About Your Tunes... ?!?!?
Waiting Like SATAN...
With A Darkened Mood...
Because You Want CLOSURE.
Before Your Composure...
Gets Lost And Confused...
Because These Guys...
... AREN’T Telling You...
When Things Are FINALISED...
... Which Is NOT COOL.... !!!!!
Because INDUSTRY Types....
AREN’T Known For The Truth... !!!!!
Or For Doing What’s RIGHT... !!!
By Artists... Who....
Place TRUST In Them... !!!
These Industry Heads...
Who... Play The FOOL... !?!
But Walk Away PAID...
Even If Your Tunes...
Don’t Sell Or Get Played...
Like... Biebers' Do.... !!!!!
I Guess It’s Like Blacks...
Waiting For Reparations... !?!
Because Your Track’s...
Getting NO Rotation... !!!!
... ON Radio... ???
Or... In Your Own Home... !?!
It’s True.... White Folks...
Play The Same Old Role...
NO Getting Past GO...
Until THEY SAY SO.... !!!
Its The Same Old Story....
WITHOUT Denzel...
Or A Film Called... " Glory "... !!!
BIG WIGS Turn Tricks...
More Than They Make HITS... !!!
And The OTHERS Try To Smother...
By Pulling STROKES Like BUTTER...
When THEY TOO Are...
..... BLOODSUCKERS..... !!!
SICK ********** Type HUNTERS... !!!
Just Waiting For Young Prey...
To ABUSE While They Make HAY... !!!
They Say It’s Just A Game...
That You Have GOT TO PLAY... !!!
If You Want To GET PAID... !!!!
But... Waiting In Vain...
Holds Weight TODAY...
In... Different Ways...
To Bob Marley’s Day.... !!!
Or Maybe Just MAYBE... ?
Things Just WON'T Change....
It’s A STRAIN On The Brain...
For Those... " In The Game "...
Who Play It... STRAIGHT... !!!!!
From Those Who ENTERTAIN...
To Those WAITING For THAT TRAIN ... !!!!!
CONTEMPLATING At The Station...
WHY ON EARTH Am I STILL.....
...... “ Waiting “...... ???
Jun 9, 2021
Jun 9, 2021 at 1:20 AM UTC
The sky looks bruised tonight -
a strip of battered peach flesh.
I'm sure my mouth is getting smaller.
I see it now all pursed up but
it used to be Jim Morrison's
proportions. She licked like
Ms Jolie. This miserly look
***** my eyes inside themselves.
The pigeons look ****** off,
all ******* up ***** of bog roll
lobbed in gummy globs.
Someone give me something.
There used to be a man who handed
birdseed out to all the kids
outside the library gardens.
Share and share alike. I guess
he was a ********** or whatnot.
Aug 19, 2014
Aug 19, 2014 at 11:14 AM UTC
and sometimes magic, a scene from the book
of genesis, chapter verse whatever,
buying whiskey and beer in a supermarket,
the cashier, Tara, knows me,
she's my gym coach,
she tut tut struts and tuts when i buy
beer telling me to keep the beer off -
i told you alcoholics are mobile,
we go sightseeing most of the time,
on a double decker bus we bemuse and
lipread: and here's the Elizabeth tower (formerly
known as Benjamin "big **** Disraeli -
the English by the French after the 100
year war: if they're not retards, they're perverts) -
**** that shit's brushed off on me! am i a **********
if i hold dear a British passport? phew! no? yes? huh?!
i must be a Mr. Khan in waiting...
no, but seriously, a scene in the cave of an iceman,
5 lasses buying wine lonely,
me my beer my whiskey,
i get a lemon added / **** i told you it was a lime not
a lemon on the conveyor belt -
i get a lime, lucky Adam got an apple
and one asking, i'm doing double-up fevers waiting
for Saturday night with Paris, Hilda, Venus and Hera..
Adam gets an apple from smooch slick Eva
naked and i get a ******* lime on a conveyor-belt
in a supermarket while buying whiskey...
Jonah! call the whale! i'm sure we'll both
be calling it Noah's ark when tomorrow comes;
**** you not, we'll be boarding dry-land at
Arsuk - **** send a message to Columbus -
we discovered North America via Greenland
like you discovered the same via the Caribbean Islands,
ha ha! call it dynamo of Erik versus Kristopheren;
i just got a lime on a conveyor belt in a supermarket,
Adam was handed an apple in Eden -
i guess that's worth a 50 50 chance of coincidence
with my sex-starved libido and the English "roses":
not that i'm guarantying anything good either,
it's not like i'm a vacuum cleaner based guarantee -
but **** me, the ****** **** wrinkles and all,
bamboozle clad the salutary march for applause -
and the fainting bearskin trumpet-brigadier at
the ro- -yal parade onto Buckingham Ponce;
n'ah n'ah n'ah n'ah n'ah.
Jun 24, 2016
Jun 24, 2016 at 6:44 PM UTC
One for the proactive, that never look back,
On the ticking time bomb that remains in their past.
If you join me on a brisk walk down memory lane,
Be expecting a sprint with hurdles and pain.
Life’s a masala, like a bowl of *** pourri,
Do you have Bernard’s watch, or a cup of tea you can pour me?
The bittersweet taste makes everything better..
Watch me paint my face - the ultimate trendsetter,
While I dance around the truth and shake around the fear,
That’s been shadowing me now for a good 20 years.
It started with a breath and ended with a scream,
As many lives unravelled in silence and bad dreams.
So many scenes forgotten, rejected and deleted,
As my young mind drowned but refused to be defeated.
Defaced and defiled, no attempt to be reconciled,
No retribution resonates with the word **********
One person to blame, one person Scot free,
One person rewarded immunity.
But would the penultimate moment when intervention intervenes,
Cause combustible chaos awaiting to be seen?
So read my tangle of nonsense words scribbled in scratchy black pen,
As I’ll never be able to colour out of the lines again.
Every ounce of innocence and youth has already been depleted,
Let us mourn a life-post, never to be repeated...
Feb 21, 2019
Feb 21, 2019 at 4:36 PM UTC
( )
<( )>
( )
<( )>
O
( )
( )
/----\
••
Thru seamlessly woven bitter tales
///
Oh sure !
////
Songs of Love !!
////
NO ONE IS THERE !!
////
broken hearts !
In the heart of a heartless country
////
DIE AND BE REBORN
•
Thru seamlessly woven bitter tales
We serve our prison time and are gone
••
Where we go ?
THIS IS A COMPLETELY DIFFERENT STORY
BUT WE SHALL GO THERE
///
( A place where love is beyond these games )
Sep 26, 2014
Sep 26, 2014 at 5:30 PM UTC
People reckon I'm aggressive
All violence, and hatred
But I just need someone
Someone I can spend some time with
I thought of someone at some stage
But now I write on a new page
It is someone else that I think I love
But I've been wrong before
Yeah I have been wrong before
Oh so wrong before
When the steel flashes
And my blood flooded the floor
With wicked grin
And eyes full of sin
She ripped me apart
And made my head swim
But not this girl
Oh not this one
To me, at least,
She has done no wrong
I trust her
It took a while
To distinguish genuine
From crocodile
But I feel something for her
And no I'm not a **********
See me? Proud of me?
I've moved on, quite clearly!
I hate the past, I hate it all
How I trusted you and was left to fall!
She is someone else, better than you
I trust her, even with my heart
And I have faith
That she won't knock me on my ***
**** this, and **** you
I'm moving on, I'm done with you!
Yeah I have been wrong before
Oh so wrong before
When the steel flashes
And my blood flooded the floor
But no more,
Oh no more
Now only small drops,
No painful fall!
Apr 4, 2016
Apr 4, 2016 at 4:17 AM UTC
*we just provide the bang, you provide the number of bangs as necessary to craft an execution of poetic extinction via ideology of supposed "survival" with executing the myth of Dr. Faust, because too ridiculous, which begs the question: so Darwin and the Galapagos turtles isn't a good joke akin to some pervert inspecting butterflies who turned out to be a ********** - because of that cherry skin buttocks?*
all this LGBT thing going on
doesn't appeal to me to
reproduce, i just can't be bothered to get married,
i can't be bothered feeding
heterosexual labour
with the end product being higher prostitution
of surrogate mothers,
you have the power to grow ***** into
foetuses and designer babies, i'm not
necessary given this passive-peace;
i'm liberal up to a point,
after that something horrid takes over...
leave me alone, get the ***** bank to be completely activated
and surrogate mothers the new prostitutes accomplish
a new stratum of earning and spending:
heterosexuality is dead...
or if alive it's what enslaves...
i'm no longer the necessary the body to provide
choice, science over-powered man,
not unlike man over-powering nature
akin to china and india,
but over-powering nature unable
to out-number nature's example of ant of termite;
oh indeed the power, and family as pathological...
enslaving nature limits our growth,
liberating nature dis-inhibits a care to gain power over
when still the earthquake and tornado and hurricane...
science is merely millimetre and a gram!
why take faith in itemisation of such nature
when satiated with dinner you take the dog for a walk
and still look into the distance without clear
dissection - because you do not dissect a living thing,
and when science dissects, it presuppose the thing
to be dead, whether dead or alive, but in chemistry
and physics the thing is either too ridiculous to be alive '
or too grand to be alive -
yet the popularisation of a biological theory
is like the birds & the bees, and the hives, and the candlestick
wax made from pollen of what could have been honey...
biologists are the nazis among scientists,
because, i mean, they're not exactly surgeons,
or medical students, are they? they're about as useful
as psychologists when you have historians
and literature students to make the healthier point of huh?
Mar 10, 2016
Mar 10, 2016 at 9:38 PM UTC
*the irish call this a well established word salad,
half of them are qualified psychiatrists,
because they think language
ought to be an arithmetic rubric understood
well enough for manual labour arguments to take
the populace numbers off their backs of via
ennobled cunt-fiddlers taking the entitlements
of prince or king be left holy
so that the politicians can ********** with power
and powder and vote... i veto my democratic right
of vote... i veto it! you sign your name with an X,
you vote with an X... you educate yourself
in order to be debased with only an X...
**** your X... many st. andrews in the english parliament!
you think you'll make me an "illiterate" person
voting? the vanity of the fallen armies for my literate
signature signed as once demandingly categorised:
illiterate. to hell with democracy's booth!*
and when drinking defeats me
i truly serve
a sobering-up programme
that has a life-span of a day
and a female companion
that's worse than a canine *****
barking: howl howl hoof woof!;
i too wish... i wish i wish i wish....
i never had... and that serpentine
labyrinth with me the Minotaur
for an exercise of ****** doesn't help;
and yet the cat in my bed, calm, snoozes.
Feb 2, 2016
Feb 2, 2016 at 8:01 PM UTC
was his preference to adopt
a concealing type of name
so he'd not be discovered
in the ********** game
but an incognito title
didn't fool one little bit
for his depraved posts
showed a ********** skit
he'd groomed children
all over the world globe
who were innocent victims
of his deviant robe
he'd been suspected
of carnal exploitation
which he did perform
without any hesitation
were his computer files
to be checked by cops
they'd reveal him as
being well tainted slops
Feb 4, 2018
Feb 4, 2018 at 5:45 PM UTC