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Robin Carretti Aug 2018
In the faraway land,
trees smiling and nails
Not the escargot snails
Booming business sails
His name Rusty nails
Super rich paper shredding
Destroying fine print
paper and nails affair

Those hot leads faxing
The heart opens up than bleeds
What a mess misleads to
More hoarders
Trying so hard to get
over the U-S-A border
When you least expect it
Being searched papercut body

Like Honey Bee without
Hair like a beehive
foxy lady
No Jive rock paper scissors
Twisted sisters also drying up
All lines and spot
like a dark romance
Cheetah
Not the Samson and
Deliah race
Millionairess place
Became a swamp
Forest of racers
Super moon Gump
Lady and the *****
I am Instagram Disney Pixstar
Getting looks by far
Superwomen nailed her
With Starwars
European fellows

Soft clouds daze-like fun yellow
Emotionally their crying
Broken one scattered piece
of glass, please I see something
to smile about
Super rich why do they get
the VIP pass laughing
He's the roundabout
Someone with love handles
Can we handle all this
Getting drinks and hot lady
winks hit or miss
Racing their motorcycles
Dark glove handles
What Harley Davidson cycles
Is that your best reaction trying
Mirror my mirror on the wall
I am not buying it super
rich mechanic
The only one chosen mirror
She feels ******
Love can give you tumors
Dissect you who will direct you
You don't feel this is your time
The sunny side of the street
Sunnyside eggs over easy

The Speakeasy
Your hair of ringlets **** wavy
Did he nail your darker side beat
Bird up your nest feeders heat
Don't break me up to fall
The phone rings dingaling
Spiritual candles witch is dead
Your mind is somewhere else
instead
Just make your silk ties of the bed
Tied to your ankle I love you
How your hearts just dangle
"Having a nail full because you're single"
Were all linked into something
Yodeling, not the business
of smuggling
Knocking on heavens door
Super rich marble black and white floor
Hammering nails in the cabin
He's fishing the hooks how it fits together
hugging
Going up the staircase to heaven
What a big cliff-hanging nail diver

Zippety Zepellin*
Songs whole lotta love
How you've been nailed in
the blackout
Not a piece blackout cake
Canarsie at the pier
Out of nails, the darkness hits me
Bend over nails like the devil more rivals
Never to be resentful
Always pray to be needful
Her face value of her smile
Being poor her soul
stepped on

Too many men, not enough nails
But they got their thrills
New York City construction
worker
He's wiped out being hammered
nails hot drills
Such poorly written emails

Her heels got stuck
No stars to shine *Rusty bar
Starbucks

Her mind was a
bulletproof vest  
"Jane and *****"
"Plain Janes" movie cut
Of paper dolls
Being Nailed Bunny hunt
of tricks
But all weapons he nailed her the best*

Blood stem thorns
Italian love horns
Robin Redbreast tweet text
What holds us together
French **** nails
Fountain of golden coins

Lion heads or tails the door
Back to spam ham of emails
Super rich we may never be
But New York will always
be my kind of town
He nailed it so
many times

New Yorker super rich talker
Like a perilous time super
rich food delicious
Pygmalion how we nail our nation
Super Rich, I rather have a rich blend of my coffee and savor all the rich tones  I tune who wants to hammer the nails that not a girl wanting to have fun flavor my music all sounds. So much higher than anyone with money I love my honey on my face to the Spa Tra La La that's super rich it sticks
JoJo Nguyen Apr 2013
I wanted to kiss
her knee-- a sharp
edged, angular,
comic book, superwomen
clean cut, streamlined
down to tapered calf,
to pointing toe-type knee.
Hers wasn't a square
worker's padded joint
for kneeling down.
Under sheet and pillow
I once found it
giggling with spastic
warnings!
Her knee was ticklish!
My heart never did
smooch her there,
fearing some reflexive,
paroxysmal laughter
would kick me in mouth.
Ouch. No kisses on the knee.
Damaged Mar 2013
I think it may be one of my favorite things in the world.
No matter how much I might complain sometimes.
No matter how early I have to get up,
how late I have to go to bed.
No matter what I have to sacrifice.
I love the game.
And more than that,
I love my team.
I love being pushed to be my best.
I love learning new drills.
Learning new plays is always fun too.
I love the way that when I am with my team,
all the hurting inside me,
doesn't hurt as bad.
There is never a moment I do not have a smile on my face;
or a pain in my side from laughing.
All the jokes, smiles, and tears we share;
that is what I love.
I love being a part of something.
Knowing that no matter what,
there is someone to catch me if I fall.
They are my rock.
You see, we are more than just teammates.
More than just friends.
We are a family, striving together hand in hand,
all trying to reach the same goal.
As individuals, we may not be much;
we're not all superwomen.
But as a whole,
we are unstoppable.
We will stop at nothing to be at the top.
That is where we belong.
Random thoughts running around in my head
Lucy Tonic Jun 2015
This may serve no purpose
I don't wanna make you nervous
I just wanna make you think
Summer will be over before you blink

You see, I am just a pile of ashes, trying to rise from the floor
And you are just a magician playing with your trap doors
Revolving as I'm dissolving as you're evolving

Well I went searching for big bad love
When a demon landed on my doorstep with a thud
It told me not to worry 'bout the cosmic hierarchy
My lotus flower angel's still stuck in the mud
And Philomena wasn't around to catch me when I fell down
So I dove into the fires of the moon's cold underground

All the colors and the echoes of my dreams resided there
All my superwomen and all my nightmares
You casually say, let's go downtown
But I'm not a free agent, I am bound
By a force you could never understand
So please don't take my photograph, just take my hand

But I don't wanna make you nervous
And I probably don't deserve this
I am just trying to make you think
Before this pen runs out of ink
AJ Aug 2013
I can temporarily cure your depression with my tongue.
It is a science I have been studying for several years.
Close your ears and listen with your lungs instead.
Take a deep breath.
Experience the silence of the busy street.
Whatever you do,
Do not tell me I'm not Superwomen.
It's dangerous to wake a sleep-walker.
Be prepare things shall only get worst before they start to get better here on earth.
But we have unlimited strength that we can use here to overcome in hardships.
All that we need to do is believe, For the Spirit that dwells within each of us here.
Is the Spirit of the Living God whom has already saved us from so much already.
So trust in him , and cry out to him when you are feeling overwhelm here in this life.
He shall not only deliver you from these crisis, but he shall turn you into a overcomer.
Revealing himself through you in each of these trials and crisis that you go through.
Because in reality it is him not us that not only go through obstacles but overcome them.
For when we are weak , our God turn us into supermen and superwomen here.
Josh Kizax Oct 2020
" Line up! Stand up! Never give up!"

Look on, outlast.
Hold on, hold out.
Hung on, hold up.
Stand on, never give up!

Success is a zigzag line,
Not an overnight destination,
Every beginner is as limestone,
passing through sublimation.

Race of ladies and gentlemen,
Men, women, and old women,
competing to be hero and ******,
supermen and superwomen.

As faster as deer running,
as higher as birds flying.
Above the horizon, strive on trying,
while others stay Amazon busy waiting.

Wiggling and wriggling as prodigies.
Wiggling and juggling to commite tragedies.
Many tragically gaining comedy
Other typically humming life-melody

Nothing is impossible if you wish.
Everything can be possible if you push.
There are many obstacles, but don't crush.
Continually historical, keep on the rush.

Behold! many risks to take,
countless sacrifices to make.
Call on! be persistent, don't joke.
Dream big, with hardworking, never forsake.

                                    

                                                               ­                    _ Josh kizax
This for all who are passing through hardish; financially, socially, and spiritually. when passing through difficulties or depression always never give up, give in.
Robin Carretti Apr 2018
He's the fruit of the soul
“Titan” Crazy Horse Burlesque
spiritual clan
The suspense was killing her
Ear to Ear “Eavesdrops”

The elevator “Candyslide” berserk
Holding her **** designed for him 
 Beef jerky cup Seeing the ‘Bellhop"
her body opens and pizzazz
goes soda pop “Au Revoir” slowly pours
Like sour drops on his tongue,
He devours her fruity Renoir
French  Wee lounge

Those graphics artsy backdrops
“He dropped me drops and drops
All Scrooged like Grunge”
Her favorite coffee shops
"Erotically Gigantic"
Coffee better than *** Alex what A+ Hex

He goes viral “Cheetah” Matrix" Roses over fruit warfare “Mu ah” kiss stuck Honey eavesdrops “The Netflix” light of the ***** The camera “Fort Dix” Superwomen spy so mortal Sweet spot rear end to work The gym whispering Too much “Sour Pork” Her belly flop luckily it was neon dark He was always playing out to her at the Brooklyn “Ballpark” The naked gun what a sweet tooth on the run Try those yellow stick pads  what they  represent they just stick
Truly so much fun

Gumdrops body parts really are slick

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