"waa" poems
oh... so now i know where my
"st. vitus'" take on sporadic,
uncontrollable dance routines
took place:
drunk, i attempted to
whistle...
each and every time i attempted
to whistle...
i burst into a fire and fury
of laughter, as if i waa hearing
political satire!
every single time i'd try to whistle:
giggles...
a bit like watching
the laws surrounding marihuana,
on a friday evening
lodged in amsterdam...
asking myself:
am i here for the ****
or the puerto rican plumps
of pork chops still breathing
with a 17th century fetish
for excesses?
perhaps neither...
perhaps both...
i'll have heiny ec-ken
(bite of a buttocks)
nekken -
(bite of the neck):
huh!?
i really expected
matthew mcconaughey
to be much taller, in real life,
let alone the oscars' ceremony.
i.e. is that a ******
or a ******* leprechaun?
no good trying to whistle,
when all you can do
in "return" is to giggle at the attempt, to.
Jul 20, 2018
Jul 20, 2018 at 8:13 PM UTC
And I will not discuss evolution
Or fairytales with you
You are much to important to me
To be monkeying around with
And I would go bananas if I lost you
And I swear by my ancestor's bones
I will not provoke you
Waah , Waah , Waa Waah !
Ooh ! Ooh ! Ooh !
Translated means , "I've gone ape over you !"
Come swing with me on the vines of life
Everyday will be bananas and honey
We can sleep in the tree tops
Gaze at the stars
And pick each other's fleas
Come on baby , Please !
May 18, 2015
May 18, 2015 at 10:27 PM UTC
Waa waa waa waa waa,
I wonder where is my ma;
Huu huu ma is in the spa!
Nov 6, 2015
Nov 6, 2015 at 4:28 AM UTC
Ask for Kids: AND MUCH or Bakadha
IUS Air Gulf Air Walk away. Alan Gobo
is Apple, Apple, Idlet, Usup 500, Gear
smell, Iran, Iran HD Cicero, Wireless,
Leaden Transformer Bealal Parakeet
Health. Fiosrachadh or dhealaichte Ameire
Reoich AG - (if applicable): Theodosius
Theodosiou - Director of the brother
of Shenoch Roskoff. I know you are in Sierra
Leone, Mali, WA 1000 Media and South
Africa from Central Asia Macle 2 Joan
Majal Jaya Jaya Muya and others. We,
we, us, us, us, us, us, us, us, us. Dirood
is damaging it. 500 includes ASASAGAG
diet food before or after balloon iAccess
to Google Seafood Alan Gobo Apple
Apple, edititis, iPatch 500, gearmailis,
Iran, Iran HD Ciceron Wireless Loaded
Transformers, Paracak Health, Fishchurch
Success and Dhageilex Ameeraganaich
AG - Magnesia: Teodosio Teodosio book
director, Shench Roskoff, visited Sierra
Leone, Mali, USA, WA 1000 or South
Central Middle East Law, Atunlo 2 Yang
Vandeim Vande - Canada I - Aggressive -
Yang - Reyes - Canada WAA, Amirgarh
AM Tharah AG - Richard Jung - Jelly
version, lovely Deirdre's love leads to
love and sin for the carpenter of Iberia,
Iberia, Iberia, Iberia, Iberia, Iberia, Iberia,
Food, Jade with Alan Gobo Apple,
Idiotelech, UoPach 500, Giyarmel, Irian,
Irian Ichde
Cicero, Wireless, Leiden, Fiosrachhadh
is not a forum in this world (great secret):
Theodosios Theodosos - Sanaos Roskov
Acting officer in charge. What is the
purpose of sending emails in Sierra
Leone, Mali, 1000 and the South
Madia Disease Milele Disorder 2
Joint Jay and Apheki Patterns? Yang
Thumas Customers, Canada, Canada
Canada, Algorithm Algorithm.
The Water of Orion Sapians, Muslimen,
Mi Gobo Boop Japan, 500 Sonogram,
Jack's Shirt, **** Death, Jerome C.
Vanidimo, Wendy Builder - Yo Yo-
iyann Canada, Canada Dewu, dublova,
DBL, Lova DAB, DAB Lova , Double,
Double, Diablo Pivot, Devil, Animal,
amiragarh and I'm glad to give you
another chance to change - I hope
the rich will **** 1,000 but I-1 -
to translate it into English
Dec 3, 2018
Dec 3, 2018 at 5:38 PM UTC
Alexander K Opicho
(Eldoret ,Kenya;[email protected])
Eine tag das Katze war sehr hungrig
Das katze hat ohne zu essen
Noch wasser,die mehl und fleisch
Fuhr katze war vollig hoffnungslos
Aber aus nirgendwo;eine sehre Ratte
Ratte war viesig, **** und tollkuhnlisch ****
Fuhr Katze war beinahe erwurgen be unglaubig,
Fuhr Katze war staunen;war staunnen wenn zu essen
Essen das dummheit Ratte zu-erst
Oder essen dummeheit Ratte vor milch
Die milch welche Ratte hat auf ihr kopf
Tragenen al seine geschenk fur Das Katze
Waa ! Fuhr katzen gessen die Ratte erst
Vor essenen die Milch Welche Das Ratte war tragenen
Est ist dummheit den todden das Ratte
Vergnugen
Feb 4, 2014
Feb 4, 2014 at 9:22 AM UTC
Black Life matters
Black lifes matters
7am, west Toronto Ontario
Efua standing to get a cap in grey hound Canada transportation park
She's gotten an interview as a sales girl in momofuku noodles bar
She's chosen to be satisfied with the stipend pay promised
Atleast it's something, after 2year of longing for a job
Oops! back to my story
It's 11;15am already efua is stranded and frustrated already (sighs..)
Then a mail popped on her Sagem mobile
(Gush, who the hell Still uses that device in this era, but what matters is she's happy, so it's not of my business)
The mail reads!
Miss Nana Efua, sorry or restaurant wouldn't be able to fix an appointment or interview for you anymore, you're time off, check back some other times.
Wuu that's pathetic but why couldn't she make up with time, or maybe let's ask her instead
How mean could the world be what's wrong with being black (wails..)
"Let me interrupt from here, probably we've gotten the hint to this misery from her,
A poor little girl can't be picked up by a cap, because is a black,
But what do they really think of us, slaves or waa!
There's nothing left for we with the different skin canvas in the black lands,
We seek refuge in a no man's land yet being treated like a fallen angel
Our life matters, it doesn't start when we're pined and couldn't breathe
It starts when our ancestors sold us for mirrors and gun powders
Let me ask before I break my pen are our ancestors whites too aren't they blacks
The truth!
Black life matters
Jun 27, 2020
Jun 27, 2020 at 9:00 PM UTC
waluigi looked at me with a face of an angel.
his life efforts had been put down for as long as he had known,
but now it was all clear.
he came to my earlobe, with his moustache twitching
and his eyes shining as bright as the moon itself.
he then whispered in my ear:
"waa."
then he farted and ******* died
Oct 27, 2014
Oct 27, 2014 at 7:00 PM UTC
Its not hard to live without you, its what I've always done.
Its not difficult to not think of you, there's not many memories to think of.
its a breeze, to say the least.
Because its something I've always done.
I was born without you, fake smiles held me or hung? ...
I grew up without you, whether you lingered or not that's the way it was done.
I endured hostile intent, that should of never been provided the oppertunity.
Had you been there, like all religious intents scream for you to be.
Would it had been the way it was in the hands you let hold me.
I'm sure, since you wrre never there, it would have transpired to a more malicious state.
One leaves due to fear of what they'll do or what they don't want to see themselves doing.
Regardless of your absence, I care not for your excuses.
You, not painlessly, taught me how alone, lonely, and incidious someone can truly be.
Not only did you leave me, you thought it waa wise to pay, so I would stay away.
No attempts to want me, or see what I've become.
No motives to care haunt you, or would ever dare.
And it was my existence alone that twisted you.
Made you unloving due to your need to move on as thoigh I ne'r existed.
I survived, though your vast attempts at leasure.
I breathe even still, though not to your desire.
I've always lived without you, and always wondered why that must've been.
Now I only wish to never see you the way you worked so hard to have it spent.
Now I agree with your every motion to never be one moment.
I'm estatic there's no memories to haunt my every breathe.
There's not a single way I sway that would remind me of a time when...
I only wish I never saw you, so in the mirror time I spend.
I wouldn't see your eyes, lips, and nose or color of your skin.
I wouldn't know I have your hair or that my ears sit where yours did.
Id be able to see something beautiful instead of the state you left me in.
"AGoddessOriginal"
7/30/12
Mar 23, 2013
Mar 23, 2013 at 1:51 AM UTC
Once upon a time not long ago,
That which only mattered was one's word,
With that, a verbatim, from soul deep a pact was sealed.
No longer are times the same, like the tides i know.
One’s word no longer stands
Tides change, times change
Nothing remains the same.
Best to let go of the old
Lest you end up with them sold.
Embrace the new
Like the few
Who do.
No man can turn back the wheel of change,
Even a shadow daily maintains not the same shape,
Shelf life either is not spared the fate of change,
It used be the beholder that mattered.
Now the witness, and all audience complete the picture.
Who better to prove a case
Than the audience jury and executioner to be
Time is contained within a globe
That only timelessness can reach.
Was it not for the paper chase,
The parchment would still be king,
Forget not, changes are full sail, what a voyage,
Quills, blood spills, ink, it all took two,
A covenant of understanding,
What was new, making news,
Is a history relic seconds later.
Give me a pen or quill
I'll take the ink today.
Bleed all over the pages
Of snow white pages.
What better way to remember time
Than immortalized in blue, black and green.
Drying on desks and tables.
Filed away for you and I.
And the wash of the flow
Tugs and tugs so
I will let go, let go, let go
Soon as I find and complete this
"urgent" (Hell-fire!) paperwork...
My hair is torn and my fictional filing system
Laughs at me! Waa
Apr 8, 2013
Apr 8, 2013 at 2:50 AM UTC