"zillionaires" poems - Hello Poetry

and as the simple becomes too complex to bear and as our ability to love is erased clinging to the scenario painted by a devestated culture seeking ONE OTHER as a representative of the world! celebrities in our own mind! we are and she showing cleavage! for her new lord's pleasure all sense of nurturing gone! dances onward in the blissful suffering her celebrity status requires! skirt high up to her crotch 13 year old ****** for her new lord's pleasure walks the devestaed streets american poverty in the land of zillionaires selling herself and as the simple becomes too complex to bear selling herself for the new lord's pleasure and a bite to eat

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Sep 28, 2010

Sep 28, 2010 at 12:48 PM UTC

jeffrey-robin

one another

and as the simple becomes too complex to bear and as our ability to love is erased clinging to the scenario painted by a devestated culture seeking ONE OTHER as a representative of the world! celebrities in our own mind! we are and she showing cleavage! for her new lord's pleasure all sense of nurturing gone! dances onward in the blissful suffering her celebrity status requires! skirt high up to her crotch 13 year old ****** for her new lord's pleasure walks the devestaed streets american poverty in the land of zillionaires selling herself and as the simple becomes too complex to bear selling herself for the new lord's pleasure and a bite to eat

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Wimps, whiners and data miners. All gathered here together. Crooks, embezzlers and free ***** guzzlers And hookers dressed in leather. Lying, cheating and some **** beating And even some ****** games. Walls at borders and restraining orders And finding others to blame. Cheaters, beaters and lying pig-men Trying their best to succeed In the race for worst ******* of them all. One more ripoff is all they need. Blaming, shaming and gerrymandering Doing their best to become Millionaires, billionaires, zillionaires Ruling absolutely over the dumb. Mewling, puking and crying out loud Losing stolen funds they invested. Society defeafened from applause and hurrahs When the lot of them are arrested. Ripping, tearing their thousand dollar suits; Begging their thousand year old God. They’re the twenty first century Washington batch Of Wynken, Blynken and Nod.

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Mar 22, 2018

Mar 22, 2018 at 3:04 PM UTC

brent-kincaid

BELTWAY NURSERY RHYME

Wimps, whiners and data miners. All gathered here together. Crooks, embezzlers and free ***** guzzlers And hookers dressed in leather. Lying, cheating and some **** beating And even some ****** games. Walls at borders and restraining orders And finding others to blame. Cheaters, beaters and lying pig-men Trying their best to succeed In the race for worst ******* of them all. One more ripoff is all they need. Blaming, shaming and gerrymandering Doing their best to become Millionaires, billionaires, zillionaires Ruling absolutely over the dumb. Mewling, puking and crying out loud Losing stolen funds they invested. Society defeafened from applause and hurrahs When the lot of them are arrested. Ripping, tearing their thousand dollar suits; Begging their thousand year old God. They’re the twenty first century Washington batch Of Wynken, Blynken and Nod.

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all about another apple but bite in, bittersweet crammed cars, can't count definitely don't die down effortlessly end eventually finding fun on the forefront green goes good to gunk helping herself hide hundreds i infer about inside jokes jump the jump **** kids, kick kittens lost lies living large most moms make mothers neither, nothing, no, none others often open outside people pick poison practice quite the quiet quack roaring realness, rather run stop sinking, stupid sun time tells touching tales under universal utters very varying vanitites worries will weigh warped wants xeroxed xenon xanax xylophone your yellowing youthful yesterdays zombified zeal zips zillionaires

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Apr 7, 2018

Apr 7, 2018 at 2:45 AM UTC

tannermckay

Reflection

all about another apple but bite in, bittersweet crammed cars, can't count definitely don't die down effortlessly end eventually finding fun on the forefront green goes good to gunk helping herself hide hundreds i infer about inside jokes jump the jump **** kids, kick kittens lost lies living large most moms make mothers neither, nothing, no, none others often open outside people pick poison practice quite the quiet quack roaring realness, rather run stop sinking, stupid sun time tells touching tales under universal utters very varying vanitites worries will weigh warped wants xeroxed xenon xanax xylophone your yellowing youthful yesterdays zombified zeal zips zillionaires

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