Fresh Tilapia
Fresh Tilapia from Akosombo,
In the bid to increase my market to respect your muse;
But my saloon car is like your big van!
And like the joy of your request to se my room,
But in Accra i will lay down my head in peace like your beautiful palm tree.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Heart turn to Tilapia
Joh gave Mou small
roasted tilapia fish
Small as it’s
Mou rejected tilapia in greed
And threw it in to river
fat and savoury soaked Mou palm
Mou looked and smelled his palm
He licked his palm
‘’why you throw fish away
And you lick your hand’’
Joh asked
‘’I am not licking but washing ‘’
‘’why don’t you use water’’
‘’my tongue can clean better than water’’
Mou said
What irony
poem by David Aoloch Bion
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24 Hours Security
A boy's quarters,
On the outskirts of love to respect your muse;
But offering 24 hours security on your love is like,
The muse of the rainbow with beautiful flowers!
But i need my mind at peace to study your moves.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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11.11.11
Today is the 11th of November 2011!
And, you were born at 11: 11 A.M.27 years ago! !
However, the kiss of your lips with my muse was like,
The sweet muse of love and care in the land of beauty!
For, you are all that i need.
At 11: 11 P.M. i found your nakedness to the world so sweet!
And like the words of love to satisfy my muse in the land of beautiful roses;
But, i have a lot to learn from you as well,
Because, you are 27 years old today and,
You are a virgin! !
You were born 27 years ago but,
The sweet love of your muse came and touched my heart!
And, you will always remember my kiss;
For, this love is all about you and i! !
And like words of peace in the land of unity,
For, i am always ready fro your love.
11.11.11!
And like the date reserved for many Germans to marry;
But all over the world are the works and words of love to move us on,
For, you are like the words so sweet to touch my lips!
And i will always remember you because, you were born on this day.
You came into this world 27 years ago in the land of survival! !
Naked to the world to respect your muse;
But, the joy of your birth had brought peace to your culture,
For, you have really made a mark to respect my muse.
You were born on the 11th of November 1984,
And today, you are 27 years olf to respect the muse of love;
But your first kiss came along like the works of peace,
Because, you waited for it for a very long time! !
And today, you are ready for marriage;
But, try to keep your virginity for the man of your heart.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Santa Maria
I live in place called 'Santa Maria',
So do visit me in Accra (Ghana) to know how it looks like;
For poverty is what is written on my face.
Come to my swet abode and do share what i have,
For i have my sweet love for you alone;
Like the life seen over here in 'Santa Maria'.
This is another local area within Accra,
With words from my muse to reach the whole world!
But life here is all that you need to see.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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1 Plus 5 Equals To The Muse Of Your Love
Crafting,
The moment of change is now around you! !
Infatuation,
And like the first meeting of your love in the bush of beautiful flowers!
But through the principal streets of Accra i will look for you;
Because,1 plus 5 equals to the muse of your love! !
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Put The World In Order
Cain, pain, stain, train, rain, main, drain, chain, plain, vain, lain, brain;
And like silent killers in the land of your muse!
But affecting all of us in this world,
However, try to learn for the better always in life to respect the muse of peace.
Specialist,
Ingested,
Steadily,
Microbes;
And like the muse of your love in the land of beautiful roses,
But try to do the right things always to put the world in order!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Black Market White Baby Dealer
My black market white baby dealer
Is hunting around overseas
My black market white baby dealer
Brings back clean, fresh white babies to me
Clean, fresh white babies to me
My black market white baby dealer
Is rooting around overseas
My black market white baby dealer
Kidnaps clean, fresh white babies for me
Clean, fresh white babies for me
My smile is dime a dozen
My lips are cherry red
My eyes are blue like the sky is blue
I got good shoulders under my head
I look like your mother
I look like your great-aunt
So sit me down in the family photo
And everyone tells me that i, I look just like you
My black market white baby dealer
Is hunting around overseas
My black market white baby dealer
Brings back clean, fresh white babies to me
He brings back
Oh my god, he brings back
He brings back clean, fresh, white expensive babies
He brings back
Oh charlie, he brings back
He brings back clean, fresh, white expensive babies
I come post-production
I dont need natal care
Im already fully assembled
Down to the very last part, its all there
So take me to your family
So take me to your home
Buddy, take me in as your next generation
And Ill take you out of the lost one and into mine
My black market white baby dealer
Is hunting around overseas
My black market white baby dealer
Brings back clean, fresh white babies to me
Clean, fresh white babies to me
Clean, fresh white babies to me
song performed by by Liz Phair
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Ahasuerus
Once upon a time in Africa,
With snakes in the bushes to respect my muse;
And like Ahasuerus my friend with warmest regards,
But i have to post you a letter on this love.
My mind is made up and Africa is my home,
For the key words of the animals are like my muse;
And with joy and peace to teach the world,
But my respect is also for you all out there.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Satisfy My Muse
Fulfilling your campaign promise and to satisfy my muse,
But i am from James Town in Accra and i need my peace;
And like dancing from the pages of love! !
But you need to satisfy me with your promise.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Catherine
Catherine, care, ca, Cater, it, an, than, art, then, ant, train, near;
Fix the net in its place and let me enjoy your muse,
For the game is about to start on this field!
Catherine, ear, eat, era, tea, ate, tar, rat, chart, hear, Nat, thin, cine, tear;
I want to secure a place for my head and i need your help!
And like the muse of your love in the land of roses.
Catherine, teen, car, cat, the, in, Cain, ten, net, three, tree, tan, thee;
This life is like bananas and apples!
But your muse is all that i need;
For peace brings in more joy than war!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Nancy Boy
Alcoholic kind of mood
Lose my clothes, lose my lube
Cruising for a piece of fun
Looking out for number one
Different partner every night
So narcotic outta sight
What a gas, what a beautiful ass.
And it all breaks down at the role reversal,
Got the muse in my head shes universal,
Spinnin me round shes coming over me.
And it all breaks down at the first rehearsal,
Got the muse in my head shes universal,
Spinnin me round shes coming over me.
Kind of buzz that lasts for days
Had some help from insect ways
Comes across all shy and coy
Just another nancy boy.
Woman man or modern monkey
Just another happy junkie
Fifty pounds, press my button
Going down.
And it all breaks down at the role reversal
Got the muse in my head shes universal,
Spinnin me round shes coming over me.
And it all breaks down at the first rehearsal,
Got the muse in my head shes universal,
Spinnin me round shes coming over me.
Does his makeup in his room
Douse himself with cheap perfume
Eyeholes in a paper bag
Greatest lay I ever had
Kind of guy who mates for life
Gotta help him find a wife
Were a couple, when our bodies double.
And it all breaks down at the role reversal
Got the muse in my head shes universal,
Spinnin me round shes coming over me.
And it all breaks down at the first rehearsal,
Got the muse in my head shes universal,
Spinnin me round shes coming over me.
And it all breaks down at the role reversal,
Got the muse in my head shes universal,
Spinnin me round shes coming over me.
And it all breaks down at the first rehearsal,
Got the muse in my head shes universal,
Spinnin me round shes coming over me.
song performed by by Placebo
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Candlelight
candlelight, lane, lain, gain, cane, ten, net, dell, cell, die;
To push for your love and to love you,
Because, you are ready always.
Candlelight, candle, light, can, and, an, lad, ceil, end, dig;
With words of love and works of joy! !
But, you are all that i need.
Candlelight, nail, leg, the, hit, let, dial, lit, cite, hen, age;
And like your nakedness in your bedroom!
But, switch on the lights when i am in.
Candlelight, hat, he, had, hand, lead, led, clad, cad, gall, at;
With the peace of my mind resting in your room,
But joy is it when you have love! !
Candlelight, delight, head, cage, clean, get, heal, deal, hell;
And like your sweet muse on your lovely bed!
But, i will be with you always my love.
Candlelight, lent, land, lie, laid, aid, aide, lied, neat, all;
And peacefully noted by the works of your love,
But let this joy always bring us peace.
Candlelight, eat, ate, tea, tag, hag, caln, cat, gin, tin, hint;
I need love and i need the peace of my mind from you,
For your love to me is very beautiful.
Candlelight, tan, giant, ant, den, dean, lean, tail, teal, hale;
With the muse of your romance in the land of your birth!
But, let me be the one always on your side.
Candlelight, ale, gate, date, hate, night, eight, Cain, tell, tall;
And like the words of love spoken in your lovely room,
But, i will be there to satisfy you always!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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White Babies
My black market white baby dealer
Is hunting around overseas
My black market white baby dealer
Brings back clean, fresh white babies to me
He brings back
Oh my god, he brings back
He brings back clean, fresh, white expensive babies
My smile is dime a dozen
My lips are cherry red
My eyes are blue like the sky is blue
I got good shoulders under my head
I look like your mother
I look like your great-aunt
Sit me down in your family photo
And everyone tells me that i, I look just like you
(I changed this verse for you)
My black market white baby dealer
Is hunting around overseas
My black market white baby dealer
Brings back clean, fresh white babies to me
Clean, fresh white babies to me
Clean, fresh white babies to me
song performed by by Liz Phair
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Maximus
Beautiful Samosir Island,
Splash and swim in the lake of love with me;
For i am Maximus with a temperate paradise,
And like Sipisppiso Waterfalls in the name of love.
Palm trees and pine trees flourish side by side around you,
But take me to Lake Toba's spectacular scenery and idyllic climate!
For your beautiful Island had really satisfied my muse and,
Of the truth to know more about you in the valley of your peace!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Selected For Your Love
Selected for your love and selected for your muse,
But it is only in the higher order to warm you up!
And like the sky over Berlin.
One bog one or two small ones,
And like the sky over Accra;
But the atmosphere over Africa is like the colours of your love.
Without a better education,
The better high-paying jobs are forever out of reach! !
And like your daily needs in the land of your muse,
But be very wise in what you do always.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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If I had to choose between putting a saloon or a liberal church on a corner, I'd choose the saloon every time. People who drink up the pay check in the saloon are less likely to become Pharisees, thinking that they don't need the Great Physician, than those who weekly swill the soporific doctrine of man's goodness.
quote by Jay Edward Adams
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Respect Sows Peace
Do not restrict respect
to age because someone is old
show real respect to all
but respect most
heart motivation
of people worthy
of that respect.
Respect is given
respect is earned
respect enriches
respect ennobles
graces civilization
elevates humanity
sows seeds of peace.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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1 Among 50
A few out of many,
But it was 1 among 50 as the muse wrote;
And like a lovely garden with the muse of love,
But the rain comes to water us all in peace.
Do exactly what you have in mind,
And do what is nice to respect my love;
But it was 1 among 50 as the muse wrote,
For the joy of this garden is like living in paradise!
Obey my voice and obey my love,
And like the lovely songs of the birds around;
For this garden is all that we have,
But it was 1 among 50 as the muse wrote!
And the true peace of the mind always comes with love.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Reverse Each Word
Reverse each word and learn from my muse,
For a 'pot' becomes the 'top' and the 'dog' becomes a 'god'!
But the 'loop' of your joy is like this 'pool' around us.
Reverse each word and learn from my muse,
For the 'pan' in your hand will make you take a 'nap' on my love!
And like a 'ton' of your expected cargo which is still 'not' in.
Try to learn if you want to and,
try to laugh if you are in the mood!
For you have promised me your sweet love,
But the 'bat' on your tree is like the 'tab' in your room.
Reverse each word and learn from my muse,
For the word 'no' becomes 'on' like the light which is on!
And 'stop' the 'pots' from falling because,
I have 'won' the race which you set before me and 'now' it is your turn.
Reverse each word and learn from my muse,
Because i know what i 'saw' in your room!
Since i 'was' there to be part of the game being played,
But the 'mug' on your table was like the sweet 'gum' given to me.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The art of living
at the center of my room
delight
on fresh roses
like your
red lips
on my bed
soft and warm silk blankets
strawberry juice on the side table
and cherry on the
glass
the window is open
fresh air from the sea
cools the room
silence is gold here
and solitude is silver
every moment is
a moment
every hour is not a rush
but on softer touch
every inch of skin
is a caress
every thought is
beautiful
every reality is true
embracing and embraced
this is the art of living
every second a relaxation
sleep comes on cat's feet
like a cloud drifting away
peace in the corner
privacy in my door
and yes, love is always
air-conditioned.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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