Ambidextrous!
Ambidextrous!
Trick and treat,
Amends,
Amusement,
But, i saw another person in the picture.
Trick, kick, lick, sick, pick, quick!
Aeon,
And, they ended up at the same place;
Muse, amused!
Mick, brick, Rick, Buick, flick;
And like crossing Louis River!
Adduce,
Age, adage!
And, as fast as anything.
Location, allocation!
Nick, wick, hick, stick, Vick;
And like the water from yesterday,
treat, beat, wheat, eat, meat, peat, cheat! !
But now, Captain Jack is back in town.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Missing of One
Sick in pit of stomach, sick
Thick thoughts of trips gone so quick
Photo trick, when album flicked
Sit n flick, bit by bit
Brick by brick memories flit
Only Good times tick, not kick n kick
Grap my kit, snap out of it
No longer need this shit.
poem by Casual Diamond
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Sick With The Music
Flick your Bic to the Music.
Don't you know how to get
sick with the music.
Do a high kick to the music.
Twirl a walking stick to the music.
tweak and wreak with the music.
Have mystique with the music.
Make it slick with the music.
I'm all the way sick with the music.
run a pick with the music,
do a trick with the music.
quick as a finger prick with the music.
are you ready to click
with the music? There we go,
what do you know?
Now, we're all the way sick
with the music.
Buddy Bee Anthony
poem by Buddy Bee Anthony
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Trick Or Treat
It is time for Halloween
oh yes that time of year
We carry bags of candy
trick or treat we shall hear
They gather on the porch
or maybe the front gate
Arms holding their bags open
saying trick or treat as they wait
Count Dracula is waiting
and Wolf Man is too
There may be a Hobo
or a Princess or two
I dropp candy in each bag
and act as if filled with fright
For this is Halloween
it is a children's night
Then I have an idea
for this special night
A simple bed sheet
may cause some fright
I hear children talking
as they stroll down the street
And I giggle to myself
about the ghost they shall meet
They rattle the front gate
trick or treat rolls off each lip
I round the corner, arms raised
give out a big WOOO, then slip
No bones were broken
but my ego was bruised
My dog had left her own trick
and the children were amused
I guess in the night
we never know what we will meet
It's Halloween
Trick or Treat
Terry M
Trickle, pickle fiddlestick
tickles thick the lim-e-rick.
Brick to kick
wick to lick,
Menshevik with carrotstick.
quote by by Herbert Nehrlich
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Everyday Matters
If only if i can see your face,
If only if i can touch your body,
If only if i can learn from you,
For, the memory of the righteous is blessed! !
Seat, eat, feat, meat, wheat, beat, heat, great, treat, peat;
And, everyday matters to me!
because, a wise son makes a glad father and,
A wise daughter makes a glad mother in this life.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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I'm Not Your Baby (Sky Splitter Dub)
It's a beautiful day today
Everything is going my way
Even the words are doing what I say
Oh babe...got to get away
To be impossible
Isn't that difficult
In the city you're invisible
When you come from a small town
Everything is all right
Everything is all right
I'm not your baby...please
A tourist in a traffic jam
Baby sham and handy cam
I'm not your mother, you're not my man
I'm not your baby
Don't treat me like I'm a trick
I won't treat you like you're a prick
Don't need no doctor, I'm not ill
I'm not your baby
Everything is all right
Everything is all right
I'm not your baby...please
Cut out the poetry
Let's hit the main artery
No time for a tourniquet
Let the colour's all run out of me
You brought me all kinds of goods
Now my heart is so full up it hurts
It's heavy as a shopping bag
It's full of things I should give back
Everything is all right
Everything is all right
I'm not your baby...please
Don't want you to cover me
Smother me or mother me
I like to feel this incomplete
I'm not your baby
Everything is all right
Everything is all right
I'm not your baby...please
Not dizzy, just busy
Didn't drink nothing fizzy
No pills to feel easy
Don't know what got into me
Daylight's a kind of robbery
The night is your geography
So you're not white, you're pink and rosy
You could be right, but you're way above me
Me, I'm in recovery
A star of pornography
I'm a tourist, there's a lot to see
You don't like the photographs of me
So you've got a lot to say
You don't sleep around, but sometimes you stray
You don't believe, often times you pray
For something, what is it babe
Don't treat me like I'm a trick
I won't treat you like you're a prick
Don't need no doctor, I'm not sick
I'm not your baby
Everything is all right
Everything is all right
I'm not your baby...please
I'm not your baby
I'm not your baby
I'm not your baby
I'm not your baby
I'm not your baby
I'm not your baby
I'm not your baby
song performed by by U2
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Treat Me Like The Dog I Am
Red rover, red rover
Got a bone but I cant come over
Never broken, never trained
You got me in the doghouse
On this dog chain
You treat me
Like the dog, like the dog I am
You beat me
Like the dog, like the dog I am
Oh master, go faster
Youre my bitch and Im your bastard
At the dog pound make me beg
Got me with my tail between my leg
You treat me
Like the dog, like the dog I am
You shame me
Like the dog, like the dog I am you treat me
Like the dog, like the dog I am
You kick me
Like the dog, like the dog I am
Just beat me, just bite me, just break me
Treat me like a dog
Just blame me, just shame me, then cage me
Treat me like a dog
Cause I need it
And I want it
And I deserve it
Treat me like a dog
Please slap me, please smack me
Crack me, whack me
And attack me
(chorus)
song performed by by Motley Crue
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Listen To Your Heartbeat!
The black book,
The white book,
The green book,
The blue book,
The red book,
But, listen to your heartbeat!
Pressure drop,
With various acts;
Start, art, chart, hart, kart, quart, wart!
Download link,
From creation;
Overloaded!
With natural notes,
Heart, dart, fart, cart, mart, part, tart.
Pull up!
Screaming! !
Beat, meat, neat, wheat, seat, feat, sweat;
Stronger!
Free expression;
Heat, peat, great, threat, treat, cheat;
Music and culture,
Anthology,
Anatomy,
But look at their faces! !
Then you can tell who they are.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Hickenlooper
Hickenlooper, core, coil, oil, hoe, Cole, hop, rice;
A bucket of water,
A worker,
Wear, ware, are, we, raw, ear, era, war! !
And like an evil eye;
But, from above came the truth.
Hickenlooper, nice, hole, neck, peck, heck, leper, ore;
Import, export, port, support, report!
And, this is like the muse of your love in the land of joy.
Hickenlooper, pore, coop, crop, phone, one, lone;
My love will find a way in meeeting your heart! !
So, be ready to learn from my muse.
Leaking pen!
The red island! !
Hickenlooper, loop, lope, pool, poor, rope, lick, like;
But, you are now noted by us.
Hickenlooper, hen, hick, Nick, pike, hike, peer, cook;
With people around to understand your muse!
But, try to share with others when you are at advantage.
Hickenlooper, Nike, peck, peek, keep, hope, cop, cope;
And like those tough days! !
But, try to be yourself in al things.
Hickenlooper, Ike, pen, pin, peen, in, on, no, or, nip, lip;
Adapt,
Adopt,
Support! !
And like the muse of sweet love in the garden of peace.
Hickenlooper, hip, clip, Ken, pick, ink, rick, ice, price;
But, love will find the way! !
Because, we are one.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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I'll Be Your Player [Remix]
Yeah Committee remix you can't beat us (who you is fool?)
They call me Trick Daddy Dollars (like that)
Being that I'm... (x4)
Real I feel you need a man in your life child
Somebody black baldheaded plus buckwild
They call me Trick Daddy Dollars
A real woman scholar
If a players what you want lil' momma holla
Yeah I'ma holla through you looking good
So Trick what you wanna do
I asked my girls if all the player talk was true
They told me yeah girl, hurry up and make your move
Now can I be your lover
Don't bother asking your friends about my Benz and ends
Unless you planning on me staying yeah
I get my freak on, plus my back strong
No more sad songs for long girl your daddy's home
I'll be your player
I need a player
Someone who's gonna treat me right
(If a players what you want lil' momma holla)
So Trick you a player Boo
I like your game if you want I'm available
I'll get you sprung off the way I use my tounge ohhhh
I'll get you hot when my lips touch your spot
I'll lick you like a lollipop, damn I can hardly stop
You make me scream, yell, holla (who you wit'?)
Trick Daddy Dollars
I turn you on when I touch your chest
And you turn me on when you kiss my neck
Nothing less than deep penetration
Anticipation, lets make it happen, I'm sick of waiting
Daddy, you know you possess the key
So where you want it
Right here on the side of me
I'll be your player
(chorus)
I need a player
Someone who's gonna treat me right
(they call me Trick Daddy Dollars)
I need a player, to hold me tight all through the night
(If a player's what you want lil' momma holla
See I suduce you wit' your legs up
First we bone and get it on, all night long, on and on
Then I continue when you draw straw
Make your heart be stoning til' you climb the wall
You taste so sweet, from your head to your feet
It's my treat so baby girl ?
Call me Freaky Deaky cause I want to be your servant
And while I'm serving, I'll slap you up a serving
Half the thugs wouldn't do the things I do
I'm on my knees so please just let me taste you
Hell, my minds in the gutter, I mean your butter
Pink eggs and ham, and you taste just like spam
I'll be your player
Chorus until fade
song performed by by Trick Daddy
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I'll Be Your Player [Remix]
Yeah Committee remix you can't beat us (who you is fool?)
They call me Trick Daddy Dollars (like that)
Being that I'm... (x4)
Real I feel you need a man in your life child
Somebody black baldheaded plus buckwild
They call me Trick Daddy Dollars
A real woman scholar
If a players what you want lil' momma holla
Yeah I'ma holla through you looking good
So Trick what you wanna do
I asked my girls if all the player talk was true
They told me yeah girl, hurry up and make your move
Now can I be your lover
Don't bother asking your friends about my Benz and ends
Unless you planning on me staying yeah
I get my freak on, plus my back strong
No more sad songs for long girl your daddy's home
I'll be your player
I need a player
Someone who's gonna treat me right
(If a players what you want lil' momma holla)
So Trick you a player Boo
I like your game if you want I'm available
I'll get you sprung off the way I use my tounge ohhhh
I'll get you hot when my lips touch your spot
I'll lick you like a lollipop, damn I can hardly stop
You make me scream, yell, holla (who you wit'?)
Trick Daddy Dollars
I turn you on when I touch your chest
And you turn me on when you kiss my neck
Nothing less than deep penetration
Anticipation, lets make it happen, I'm sick of waiting
Daddy, you know you possess the key
So where you want it
Right here on the side of me
I'll be your player
(chorus)
I need a player
Someone who's gonna treat me right
(they call me Trick Daddy Dollars)
I need a player, to hold me tight all through the night
(If a player's what you want lil' momma holla
See I suduce you wit' your legs up
First we bone and get it on, all night long, on and on
Then I continue when you draw straw
Make your heart be stoning til' you climb the wall
You taste so sweet, from your head to your feet
It's my treat so baby girl ?
Call me Freaky Deaky cause I want to be your servant
And while I'm serving, I'll slap you up a serving
Half the thugs wouldn't do the things I do
I'm on my knees so please just let me taste you
Hell, my minds in the gutter, I mean your butter
Pink eggs and ham, and you taste just like spam
I'll be your player
Chorus until fade
song performed by by Trick Daddy
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Dis Duh Season
DIS DUH SEASON
Edward Iacona
Christmas season now starts before Halloween
And there is really no treat, just a trick of it.
The stores put out all those Christmas things
Thinking customers would like the first pick of it.
Shall we be thankful for that in November?
‘Cause by then we’re all in the thick of it.
The songs, the lights, the huge shopping crowds
And displays which have every Saint Nick of it.
No wonder by the time Christmas finally comes
Many people are just pretty much sick of it.
poem by Edward Iacona
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A random poem about my day in the life of my mind 1.2 (c) 3-19-09
Don't really know what to say but speak from my mind
Well I'm fine and I guess you can call me one of a kind
Been tricked by a Slick Rick...I'm feeling sick
But I pick the tick to travel out and stab him in the palm like a prick
I'm stick thick and I'm quick and I'm clever
Whatever the weather never decides whether I get better forever
Lured by Old Nicks, card trick, apparent nonstick, magic trick, however
I've been played by the beauteous girls in my school
Played stupid riddles and hand games and this is the rule
First...open the gate tell who it is you hate
but that's your date now escape gotta get to a safe place
Find a fish and borrow the cod's cape
Travel to cape cod which is odd and a little misplaced
Find a landin' spot that's great no longer chafe
but turn around...you been bein' chased by an ape
To be continued...
*Creator - Me, Maxiro Xeniyah*
Please Comment! ! ! !
Copyright (c) 3-19-09 Corey Threet
poem by Corey Threet
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Im Not Your Baby
Its a beautiful day today
Everything is going my way
Even the words are doing what I say
Oh babe...got to get away
To be impossible
Isnt that difficult
In the city youre invisible
When you come from a small town
Everything is all right
Everything is all right
Im not your baby...please
A tourist in a traffic jam
Baby sham and handy cam
Im not your mother, youre not my man
Im not your baby
Dont treat me like Im a trick
I wont treat you like youre a prick
Dont need no doctor, Im not ill
Im not your baby
Everything is all right
Everything is all right
Im not your baby...please
Cut out the poetry
Lets hit the main artery
No time for a tourniquet
Let the colours all run out of me
You brought me all kinds of goods
Now my heart is so full up it hurts
Its heavy as a shopping bag
Its full of things I should give back
Everything is all right
Everything is all right
Im not your baby...please
Dont want you to cover me
Smother me or mother me
I like to feel this incomplete
Im not your baby
Everything is all right
Everything is all right
Im not your baby...please
Not dizzy, just busy
Didnt drink nothing fizzy
No pills to feel easy
Dont know what got into me
Daylights a kind of robbery
The night is your geography
So youre not white, youre pink and rosy
You could be right, but youre way above me
Me, Im in recovery
A star of pornography
Im a tourist, theres a lot to see
You dont like the photographs of me
So youve got a lot to say
You dont sleep around, but sometimes you stray
You dont believe, often times you pray
For something, what is it babe
Dont treat me like Im a trick
I wont treat you like youre a prick
Dont need no doctor, Im not sick
Im not your baby
Everything is all right
Everything is all right
Im not your baby...please
Im not your baby
Im not your baby
Im not your baby
Im not your baby
Im not your baby
Im not your baby
Im not your baby
song performed by by U2
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Aglobi
Beam, mean, dreams!
And like a broken heart in the land of your muse;
Beam, meanm, dreams!
And like a sad news in the land of your muse;
But, i am Aglobi and, i want to share my love with you.
Plain and mixed,
Plus and minus,
Multiplication and subtraction!
But, my love to you will never die;
Because, i do love you! !
Meat, neat, feat, beat, wheat, seat, heat, peat, teat;
And like your beautiful photos hanging in my room!
But if you invite Satan to your home,
He or she will visit you always.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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One-Trick Pony
I am not a one-trick pony
I am not a one-trick pony
I really feel no one can own me
I really feel nothing can hold me
Nobody can control me
Nobody can conform me
Nobody can disown me
Nobody can ignore me
So slow down
One-trick pony
I am not a one-trick pony
I am not a one-trick pony
For you i will not dance
For you i will not prance
And where I was last
I'll never be at
And After that
I've already passed
So slow down
And hear this sound
One-trick pony
Yeah, you do it for a price
I can see it in your eyes
See that role was never mine
I don't want to stand in line
See how that one-trick story goes
If she weren't on time you'd never know
cause a one-trick pony steals the show
You're just a pony
So back down
To the ground
And chill out
Girl, you better shape up, girl, you better shape up
Yeah the ride is so, so, so, so, so fast
Yeah, you better shape up
Yeah, just keep your chin up
No half ass...no half ass
One-trick pony
Just ride ride ride
Just ride ride ride
Ride ride ride
song performed by by Nelly Furtado
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Little Dick And The Clock
When Dicky was sick
In the night, and the clock,
As he listened, said 'Tick-
Atty--tick-atty--tock!'
He said that _it_ said,
Every time it said 'Tick,'
It said 'Sick,' instead,
And he _heard_ it say 'Sick!'
And when it said 'Tick-
Atty--tick-atty--tock,'
He said it said 'Sick-
Atty--sick-atty--sock!'
And he tried to _see_ then,
But the light was too dim,
Yet he _heard_ it again--
And't was _talking_ to him!
And then it said 'Sick-
Atty--sick-atty--sick
You poor little Dick-
Atty--Dick-atty--dock!
Have you got the hick-
Atties? Hi! send for Doc
To hurry up quick
Atty--quick-atty--quock,
And heat a hot brick-
Atty--brick-atty--brock,
And rikle-ty wrap it
And clickle-ty clap it
Against his cold feet-
Al-ty--weep-aty--eepaty--
_There_ he goes, slapit-
Ty--slippaty--sleepaty!'
poem by James Whitcomb Riley
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Your Latest Trick
All the late night bargains have been struck
Between the satin beaus and their belles
And prehistoric garbage trucks
Have the city to themselves
Echoes roars dinosaurs
They're all doing the monster mash
And most of the taxis and the whores
Are only taking calls for cash
I don't know how it happened
It all took place so quick
But all i can do is hand it to you
And your latest trick
My door was standing open
Security was laid back and lax
But it was only my heart got broken
You must have had a pass key made out of wax
You played robbery with insolence
And i played the blues in twelve bars down lover's lane
And you never did have the inteligence to use
The twelve keys hanging off my chain
I don't know how it happened
It all took place so quick
But all i can do is hand it to you
And your latest trick
Now it's past last call for alcohol
Past recall has been here and gone
The landlord finally paid us all
The satin jazzmen have put away their horns
And we're standing outside of this wonderland
Looking so bereaved and so bereft
Like a bowery bum when he finally understands
The bottle's empty and there's nothing left
I don't know how it happened
It was faster than the eye could flick
But not all i can do is hand it to you
And your latest trick
song performed by by Dire Straits
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House 155
Once upon a midnight dreary
Where light was
Weak and weary
Ghost and goblins Run to
House 155 in Mary
Trick or treat
Was there story
Until their
End was gory
The thunder clapped, lightening flashed.
they heard an evil cackle
A ruby liquid filled the house of 155
House 155
Go in but
not out alive
say trick our treat
a sure way to not survive
on all hollows eve
the house Zombies revive
A diabolical plan
They will contrive
To wait for the
Ghost and goblins to connive
Parent of ghost asking
'What happens to my seeds
tell me all me more'
Will the goblins live?
Qouth the physician nevermore
On Halloween
The goblins perish
And nothing more
Goblin that real name
Is john smith
Is now gone
For evermore
A trick or treater of
House 155
Is no more
Do you dare go to
House 155 on Halloween
I hope no one nevermore!
poem by Jose Duran
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Have you ever been sick?
Have you ever been sick?
Walked that hospital floor with a stick
Have you ever been sick?
Had an operation painted graphically horrific
My knees, weak they felt
I heard their voices melt
Into pain from poor health
For them rebirth or death sickness spelt
Suddenly I realized life is not static
While listening to a tale so tragic
A mother cried at sicknesses trick
Her family of four it decided to pick
At any time we can lose
Anyone sickness decides to abuse!
Have you ever been sick?
In vain visited numerous clinics
Have you ever been sick?
Wondering where life will next kick
Have you ever had a cough?
Thinking you are having it so rough
Have you ever suffered from heat?
Knowing others gave up there in defeat
Have you suffered from cuts?
Or open wounds that severely hurt
Have you ever looked at the sick?
And thought anyone of them eccentric
Health is wealth and good health for sure
Is created by thoughts that are deemed pure
While the clock goes tick-tock-tick
If you ever find yourself sick
It helps to eliminate the negative traffic
With more than just a mere flick
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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