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Pissheads
piss heads in the park
piss heads in the park
staying out till dark
staying out till dark
dont wanna see the crack in your arse
when you're lying on the grass
dont wanna hear your shout
when im just out walking about
piss heads in the park
piss heads in the park
staying out till dark
staying out till dark
dont wanna see your veins
coming out your brains
dont wanna feel the pain
of your life put down the drain
piss heads in the park
piss heads in the park
staying out till dark
staying out till dark
dont wanna think your my destiny
when i feel the addict in me
there has to be something more
than pissing on the floor
piss heads in the park
piss heads in the park
staying out till dark
staying out till dark
dont want the crack and the smack
when it only puts you back
to the bare necessities of being in the park
and staying out till dark
staying out till dark
so no-one sees
poem by Petra Creffield
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You read a lot about movies with budgets of $25 to 30 million. Hell, if a studio can piss away that kind of money, why not let 'em piss on me?
quote by Roy Scheider
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When Does A Cat Sing?
Catty, is a lovely cat,
Even if, she doesn't say that!
She is really, smart and nice,
And when you say , ' PISS PISS ', twice,
She opens her eyes,
Widely with a colorful bright,
To see if somewhere, is a mice,
In black or in white!
Believe me, that she is,
Really smart!
She feels when, your 'PISS, PISS ',
Is from your heart,
And not just a game,
Of your Ego-Fame!
Yes, she is,
Very smart, indeed!
When she sits, quite comfortable,
She can see what is on the table.
And then with a long sound,
Begins to sing and applaud!
Miau, miau, mieau, mieau,
Miau, miau, mieau, mieau, !
And then, in a jump,
Your food, can't be found!
Catty, is really a lovely cat,
Even if, she doesn't say THAT!
poem by Yoseph Lupu
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Hush A Bye Baby Updated
Hush-a-bye-baby
On the lap top
When its piss flows
The space bar will spark
When its piss leaks
The cursor will stall
Reset removes baby
Google and all.
poem by Reyvrex Questor Reyes
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Frustrated Times
TWO fat hands,
two left feet,
your a looser with a gun.
YOU take this life with
your evil ways, then piss
it out for fun.
ITS cold and dark
in your cave,
still you find your way
around,
you take this life with
your evil ways, then piss
it out for fun.
THIS story ends with a
rabbit in a hat, and a
creaking of his cage,
his eyes are sharks,
his hands are sharp,
and his shadow kills the heat.
poem by David Gerardino
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Piss In My Mouth
criminal sitting on buses
who follow me home bound
make me a broken sick clown
has there been a crime against
me and my mouth
but with mind control
you can't see or fight back
you sit with piss just in your mouth
and women of all colors and crusades
who would believe they do theses things
surly only the very sick
now today i sit
with my arm crossed over
and hell bound with my Utah real pain
ready to be home ward bound
bland to the world of my own
mouth rape i am in piss
with no will and control
over my mouth
of being a toilet
poem by Verlecia fields
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If rain was yellow
Running like horse piss in streets
It would still be wet.
quote by by Oskar Hansen
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Google This!
No need being uninformed
Put an end to moan ‘n piss
Best way to be prewarned
Feeling lucky? Google this!
ROTMS
poem by Ray Lucero
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Regret As I Piss
i piss
and look with
affection
the tool that i
am holding
the thought
that it was inside you
last night
makes me
jerk
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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astonished stooped man
time's wee piss-boy
damp bunk-bed mattress fears
haiku by Warren Falcon
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The reason I used a name was because I was a nurse at the time, and I didn't want my name in Timeout and people from working coming along and taking the piss.
Frankness As Never Before
i live & dwell
right next to the bathroom
with four older brothers
& two younger
so all i hear
all day &
night
is the sound of pissing;
i want to thank you for the metaphor
in the very beginning.
how true it was,
is, will be
that i will piss my way onto the
screen.
poem by S./j. Goldner
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Wit
it is the wit
that makes the tweet
it is not the phrasing
or the singing
it is the wit
that makes the lit
it is the rhyme
that is prime
it is the wish
that does not piss
i keep this bliss
without a miss.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Magi
The gift
of life
is no gift
at all
if we
piss it up
against the wall.
poem by Vince Gullaci
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Why Must You Lie
why must you lie to me
is it for my attention
my sympathy
or a addiction
do you want me to chase you
so you can blow me off
be mean to me
or piss me off
im too tired for this game
we are both too old
this game needs to stop
before one of us explodes
poem by Sandy Nobody
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Re-evaluation
Strutting with your stuck up butt up in the air,
Like others...
Struck by foreclosed homes in suburbia,
Appearing everywhere.
And you have the nerve to ask those 'have nots'
If they have any change to spare?
While using pots they've got to piss in...
To leave them pretensed with your penniless flair.
Should say something to you,
About a way of life more missed!
And in need for your severe,
Re-evaluation!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Ones On The Streets
I was human once and it looked a lot like you.
Hopes, dreams, and bathrooms.
Surprisingly easy how that all slips away.
Hunkered in alleys, cops chasing when you left your leg to piss.
I used to worry about important things like what to watch, what to wear, where to go have a drink, and who might win the game.
Now it is all frivolous.
Where to sleep, when will I eat, will I find a coat to wear, and who will win the race towards death?
The junkie or the prostitute.
All so frivolous.
When I was human you would have smiled at me.
Talked to me.
If I had tripped while walking you would have even worried about my health.
Now that I am like the stray down the road you won't even look at me.
Afraid I may follow you home.
Best to not feed me I will only want more.
All these frivolous things they come and they go.
Amazing how hunger never leaves you, it is a horribly loyal companion.
Those times as a human slip from my memory now.
I clutter the street with the whores and shooters,
debris at it's finest.
We like to watch you as you do those things that humans do.
All the worrying and the shopping and the anger that your time is not respected by the other humans around you.
It amuses us itinerants.
However are content to worry about our frivolous woes.
As we sell our souls and shoot away our pains
We are constantly reminded of how you 'humans' act.
We see it in the new arrivals to our group daily.
Even the youngest have commenced to leaving your ranks.
So many little ones with the same frivolous cares I now have.
We were apart of your humanity.
We are now apart of your waste.
We know how you are.
We don't want to go back to being human like you.
Better to piss in the alley like the dogs.
poem by Raechael Woodroof
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STANDING vs. SITTING
When nature calls me in the night
I would be lying, and be remiss;
So as to avoid a wet n’ messy miss
Sometimes I sit down to take a piss
Go ahead n’ laugh it’s quite alright
I won’t think you impolite…
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poem by Ray Lucero
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