He who slaps himself on the face should not cry ouch.
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Ouch That Really Hurt
Ouch that really hurt, When I fell the other night,
From my bed down to the floor, it must've been a funny sight;
Strewn about, arms and legs, Each in a different direction,
But what a shame I can't take, painkilling medication.
Ouch that really hurt, The way you spoke to me,
But most of all that did hurt, you said you loved me;
Another thing you really hurt, is that you can't be trusted,
You've changed, towards me, and yet blaming me you must.
Ouch that really hurt, The way you bullied me,
Its not fair, what you do, oh can't you see;
To force yourself, to push me around, please oh why,
When I go home, I feel the hurt makes me cry.
Ouch that really hurt, The harassment I get,
Because I may be different, it sure makes me upset,
Why can't you look inside my heart, it's the same as you,
Just treat me please as your equal, that's what you must do.
poem by Margaret Haig
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Out Of Touch....!
ouch! ouch! ouch!
the guy is out of touch.
lacking in focus
he kissed the wrong girl
and sleep with her
in the wrong couch.
now he likes being
out of touch again.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Oooo...Oooo-Oooo Wee Ow-ouch!
'I'm more dominant and not the weak one.
More dominant and not the weak one.
I'm more dominant and not the weak one.
More dominant and not the weak one.'
Oooo...
Oooo-Oooo wee ow-ouch!
'More dominant and not the weak one.
I'm more dominant and not the weak one.'
Oooo...
Oooo-Oooo wee ow-ouch!
She says I'm on a pacifier.
Unreliable with too many needs.
She says I'm heat under the sheets...
But she's the one who buys the food we eat.
She says I'm not dependable at all.
And by herself she does the best she can alone,
To make all ends meet!
When bill collectors call.
And,
She's more dominant and not the weak one.
More dominant and not the weak one.
Oooo...
Oooo-Oooo wee ow-ouch.
More dominant and not the weak one?
More dominant and not the weak one?
Submissive when she comes to the bed.
Prepared to get her needs met!
And I am ever ready.
I've lost my job and the kids are fed.
I do the best I can...
But I'm not making the bread.
And my ego's thinly spread.
When the work I've done is meager.
And the words I hear from her...
Are wrestling in my head.
'I'm more dominant and not the weak one.
More dominant and not the weak one.'
OW!
'...dominant and not the weak one.
More dominant and not the weak one.'
OW!
'...dominant and not the weak one.
More dominant and not the weak one.'
And if I leave my family...
I'll lose my life instead.
'I'm more dominant and not the weak one.
More dominant and not the weak one.'
OW!
'...dominant and not the weak one.
More dominant and not the weak one.'
OW!
'...dominant and not the weak one.
More dominant and not the weak one.'
Oooo...
Oooo-Oooo wee ow-ouch.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Candy candy not so good
Candy candy not so good,
Ouch my teeth hurt,
Candy candy not so good.
Candy candy stuck in my teeth!
Mm..
That lovely taste..
It's just so sweet! !
My mum always tells me 'candy candy not so good, it will hurt your teeth UNDERSTOOD! '
I want candy,
I want to eat,
I don't care what anyone says,
know that candy is the best.
Ouch! Ouch!
Mummy was right!
Because of candy I can't even bite.
Candy candy not so good,
Just remember to brush your teeth because..
Candy candy is not so good..
For your teeth.
poem by Aisha Alansari
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Radio
He's chosen my attic
I feel it in the static
He lives in my basement
And I can hardly face it
My performance is easy
I am the god of romance
And in my confusion
I have the right to reign
He's stolen my Oscars
He trades on my jokes
He makes all my engines go oh oh oh
He put an "e" in the arsenal
A comb in my 'fro
Devine retribution
And away we will go
Hey hey hey hey
Something's happening I can feel it
Moving out of time you'll hear it
Falling in the way you fear it
Jumping thumping shout out something
Jumping thumping shout out something
Listen to the radio
And you will hear the songs you know
Make it effervescent here
And you might have a job my dear
I'm searching for something
Beyond my understanding
Looking for meaning
Where nothing is demanding
There are no surprises
Where nothing is expected
If you offer nothing
Then everyone accepts
He's stolen my Oscars
He trades on my jokes
He makes all my engines go oh oh oh
He put an "e" in the arsenal
A comb in my 'fro
Devine retribution
And away we will go
Hey hey hey hey
Something's happening I can feel it
Moving out of time you'll hear it
Falling in the way you fear it
Jumping thumping shout out something
Jumping thumping shout out something
Listen to the radio
And you will hear the songs you know
Make it effervescent here
And you might have a job my dear
Ouch
Ouch
Ouch
Radio
Ouch
Ouch ouch
Ouch
Radio
*He's stolen my Oscars
He trades on my jokes
He makes all my engines go oh oh oh
He put an "e" in the arsenal
A comb in my 'fro
Devine retribution
And away we will go
Hey hey hey hey
*Something's happening I can feel it
Moving out of time you'll hear it
Falling in the way you fear it
Jumping thumping shout out something
Jumping thumping shout out something
*Listen to the radio
And you will hear the songs you know
Make it effervescent here
And you might have a job my dear
*sung simultaneously
Listen to the Radio
Listen to the Radio
Listen to the Radio
Listen to the Radio
song performed by by Robbie Williams
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As far as I'm concerned, love means fighting, big fat lies, and a couple of slaps across the face.
quote by Edith Piaf
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Is Everyone Ready For The Cuts?
Is everyone ready for the cuts?
'Yes.
The people are waiting.
That is what we have promised.
And we must deliver.'
Then I shall proceed.
'Ouch.
What are you doing? '
Beginning the cuts.
'Do 'them' not us.'
You do not understand.
We are the reason the cuts are needed.
'But,
That means...
We are the ones going to suffer.'
The people demand a government that works,
For the good of the country.
'What's the matter with you?
No one expects us to deliver that.
Come on!
Those were just campaign speeches.
We all made them.
We are here to celebrate our victory.
Get rid of a few social programs.
And that's it.
OUCH! !
Stop that.'
I am not a career politician.
After I slit a few throats around here,
I know I will be sent back home.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Smacked
Kept pocketed and it's deep,
Those feelings so hard to reach.
And then with no warning shown...
They're seen unbelievebly,
To rattle as if in battle...
To match!
And...
Smacked like a cat attacking,
With claws at the end of paws.
And scratching right back,
Ouch!
And smacked with the claws out.
Smacked like a cat attacking,
With claws at the end of paws.
And scratching right back,
Ouch!
And smacked with the claws out.
Kept pocketed and it's deep,
Those feelings so hard to reach.
And then with no warning shown...
They're seen unbelievebly,
To rattle!
And...
Smacked like a cat attacking,
With claws at the end of paws.
And scratching right back,
Ouch!
And smacked with the claws out.
Finding...
No time to rhyme,
When...
Smacked like a cat attacking,
With claws at the end of paws.
And scratching right back,
Ouch!
And smacked with the claws out.
Finding...
No time to rhyme,
When...
Smacked like a cat attacking,
With claws at the end of paws.
And scratching right back,
Ouch!
And smacked with the claws out.
Kept pocketed and it's deep,
Those feelings so hard to reach.
And finding,
No time...
To rhyme,
When...
Smacked like a cat attacking,
With claws at the end of paws.
And scratching right back,
Ouch!
And smacked with the claws out.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Redlight
Im falling
Dont bother
Id rather end up where i dropped off
Not making excuses
I guess i feel like i dont fit.
Your speaking but i just cant hear you
Who do you think is listening?
You noticed
I didnt
Go figure, If you got a minute
Your reaching
Im leaving
Dont say i never gave you nothing.
Its getting just a little creepy
The thoughts are there but nothings seeping
Its hard to say whats on my mind
The words are always one steop behind.
Im waiting on a redlight. Sitting on a time bomb
Nothing seems to go right. Still remaining calm
Walking on a tightrope. Emotionally amazed
A careful execution that slaps me in the face
Waiting on a redlight. But still remaining calm.
Im fed up
So boring
Swimming in a pool of quicksand
Not making
A scene
But please insert the nervous breakdown.
Take a needle, Stitch my mouth shut
Then apply a little make-up
with all the stupid things i say
The preasure keeps building everyday.
Im waiting on a redlight. Sitting on a time bomb
Nothing seems to go right. Still remaining calm
Walking on a tightrope. Emotionally amazed
A careful execution that slaps me in the face
Waiting on a redlight. But still remaining calm.(x2)
song performed by by Kelly Osbourne
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Your Face...
it comes on me sudden,
lightning without thunder.
a hole in the bucket,
the branch falls from the tree!
the quake and the tremor,
harsh wind slaps my face.
the fire gone out,
the night cold and dark.
a bent nail in the bridge,
the road that just ends.
the door left open,
the stranger's heavy breathing.
the touch, the smell,
and the taste of want...
want carried by love,
and love wears your face!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Facing The Truth
It is easy to say
That I will forget you,
But, when reality slaps me on the face,
I feel the full impact of a different picture
Being presented to me with a real feature
Getting me confused and lost in space
Dealing with feelings I can't refuse
And stuck with a debt I can't pay...
COPY WRITE©2009
poem by Romeo Della Valle
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Life is truly a ride
We're all strapped in.
When the doctor slaps your behind,
he's ripping your ticket and
away you go.
As you make each passage
from youth to maturity,
sometimes you put your arms up
and just scream.
Somtimes all you can do is hang on
to the bar in front of you.
It is the ride
that is the thing.
I think the most you can hope for
at the end of life is that
your hair's messed up,
you have a smile on your face,
that only you know how it got there,
you've used up all you had,
you're out of breath and
you didn't throw up on yourself.
poem by Tom J. Mariani
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Another Heartless Rape
Beaten, forced down, surrender with no control,
A man has too much power, a man with no soul,
Quiet, be quiet, promise you'll make no noise,
Strength so overwhelming, the pride of these little boys,
Hand across the mouth, muffling the screams,
Forced to face reality, breaking our once had dreams,
The pulling of the hair, the hard slaps to the face,
Blood covers the floor, in this unknown place,
Tears stream down your cheeks, pleading him to stop,
Bruising your walls inside, brutally, as he's on top,
Noone there to help you, no superman, no cape,
Just another victim of another heartless rape,
poem by Niakeva Thomas
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S&m
She walked out of a shady motel
Into the arms of a sugar daddy
She'd been having a good time
Oh but she loved her daddy madly
She said daddy what can i do
I want to spend my time making love to you
But daddy had to run hit and run
Now he's gone
S&m
This customer was shady he kept a rubber hose
He liked to beat the ladies
There's nothing wrong with that i suppose
"yes there is,"
He made them want to shout, "ouch"
But this time you better watch out
He kicked her oh and he beat her
And he whipped her
S&m
He beat her black and blue
He just liked the violence said it made him tough
He just liked the violence said she couldn't get enough
Couldn't get enough
Smack
S&m
He beat her like a drum
This fetish could be foolish
It could lead to something dangerously wreckless
To hold your lover helpless
Could lead to something called a mess
Unless you like to be tacky
And kinky, sleasy and slinky
To make them wanna shout, "ouch"
Fight back and scratch out
S&m
Do it again
song performed by by Thin Lizzy
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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S&m
She walked out of a shady motel
Into the arms of a sugar daddy
She'd been having a good time
Oh but she loved her daddy madly
She said daddy what can i do
I want to spend my time making love to you
But daddy had to run hit and run
Now he's gone
S&m
This customer was shady he kept a rubber hose
He liked to beat the ladies
There's nothing wrong with that i suppose
"yes there is,"
He made them want to shout, "ouch"
But this time you better watch out
He kicked her oh and he beat her
And he whipped her
S&m
He beat her black and blue
He just liked the violence said it made him tough
He just liked the violence said she couldn't get enough
Couldn't get enough
Smack
S&m
He beat her like a drum
This fetish could be foolish
It could lead to something dangerously wreckless
To hold your lover helpless
Could lead to something called a mess
Unless you like to be tacky
And kinky, sleasy and slinky
To make them wanna shout, "ouch"
Fight back and scratch out
S&m
Do it again
song performed by by Thin Lizzy
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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S M
She walked out of a shady motel
Into the arms of a sugar daddy
Shed been having a good time
Oh but she loved her daddy madly
She said daddy what can I do
I want to spend my time making love to you
But daddy had to run hit and run
Now hes gone
S&m
This customer was shady he kept a rubber hose
He liked to beat the ladies
Theres nothing wrong with that I suppose
Yes there is,
He made them want to shout, ouch
But this time you better watch out
He kicked her oh and he beat her
And he whipped her
S&m
He beat her black and blue
He just liked the violence said it made him tough
He just liked the violence said she couldnt get enough
Couldnt get enough
Smack
S&m
He beat her like a drum
This fetish could be foolish
It could lead to something dangerously wreckless
To hold your lover helpless
Could lead to something called a mess
Unless you like to be tacky
And kinky, sleasy and slinky
To make them wanna shout, ouch
Fight back and scratch out
S&m
Do it again
song performed by by Thin Lizzy
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Push Push and Pop It
Push push and pop it!
Don't keep it bottled up!
Or you will dropp like slop to mop.
Leaving specs and pieces left,
To kick and knock your 'ouch' about!
To needle and pick!
You gotta stop it.
To needle and pick!
You gotta stop it.
To needle and pick!
You gotta stop it.
Puuussshhh! Keep pushin'
Push push and pop it!
Don't keep it bottled up!
Or you will dropp like slop to mop.
Leaving specs and pieces left,
To kick and knock your 'ouch' about!
Push push and pop it!
Don't keep it bottled up!
Or you will dropp like slop to mop.
Leaving specs and pieces left,
To kick and knock your 'ouch' about!
Puuussshhh! Keep pushin'
You can refuse to feel remorse or guilt.
And let forgiveness handle it!
No need to flip your lid or top.
Learn to love yourself a lot.
If this is not done...
How can you expect others to start.
You don't have to play a part...
Of that panic brewing in your heart!
Denying it is there.
Just...
Puuussshhh! Keep pushin'
Puuussshhh! Keep pushin
Push push and pop it!
Don't even try to stop it.
Just...
Puuussshhh! Keep pushin'
Puuussshhh! Keep pushin
Push push and pop it!
Don't even try to stop it.
Push push and pop it!
Don't keep it bottled up!
Or you will dropp like slop to mop.
Push push and pop it!
Don't keep it bottled up!
Or you will dropp like slop to mop.
Push push and pop it!
Push push and pop it!
Push push and pop it!
Push push and pop it!
Inspired and Dedicated:
To all my Hip-Hop lovers and friends,
Of the mooovement!
Peace Up!
L
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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She'll hide her face
She'll hide her face when shes not alone.
she slaps on her a mask, but its not her own.
It's the mask that everyone else wears.
She wants to be just like them
supposedly free with glee.
Free from her troubles, worries and strife.
Free from her demons that dominate her life.
But when the darkness falls.
And she's all her alone she can't hide her face.
Her mask falls and crumbles apart.
Her heart fills with the numbness she's had for many years.
Now her tears will fall she's all alone.
In her last bid for a better life,
She let the mask slip once.
She had to put it on again as they stared at her in disbelife.
The world didn't want to see her pain.
Rather belives she's an annoying pain.
So Her mask went back on.
Well she planned the day when she'd be gone.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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