Mother
I am no bitch in heat!
But I've been known
To be a 'mother'
On many occasion!
And when that does occur,
I make sure I don't disappoint!
I am not into incest.
Being one
Not born from those tribes.
Nor am I malicious or vindictive!
But If you 'do' me...
I will screw you good!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Screw It All
Screw the World
Screw my friends
Screw the lies that never end
Screw my mom
Screw my dad
Screw the way I feel sad
Screw my teachers
Screw my school
Screw the life of one man's rule
Screw my clothes
Screw my nose
All it is is a fake pose
Screw my body
Screw my face
Screw all the parts below my waist
Screw your life
And Screw mine
Screw the rich who drink and dine
Screw the poor
Screw the sick
All it is is a load of gick
Screw my money
Screw my car
Oh my God, I'm so sick of it all!
poem by Artemis Zeus
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What a Bitch You Are
What a bitch you are,
Your bitch ass said you
Loved me but you were only
using me to get a car.
What bitch you are
You had me waste two years of my life
With your fake ass promises that one day I’d be your wife.
What a bitch you are
When I wanted loving instead of you
Scream my name. Your bitch ass would rather play a fuckin’ video game.
What a bitch you are
I used to clean and cook for you,
But instead of appreciating it you complained that I was smothering you.
What a bitch you are,
To leave me for that no good ho’
You to stupid to realize that all she wants is your doe.
What a bitch you are,
Call me and hanging up
Just because you are jealous that
I now got a good man.
who loves me for who I am.
Now don’t get twisted
You are no longer in my heart
I just wanted to tell you what a bitch you are.
Life
I've seen the light and I've
seen the fate
And I walked away
Still I'm ok
I remember the pain inside
from the day when my mother died
Never went away
It's still here today
[Chorus]
Ya born alone
Ya die alone
And still we live on
Yesterday is a memory
Tomorrow is a vision
But today
it's a bitch
Yesterday is a memory
Tomorrow is a vision
But today
it's a bitch
And my baby he went to sleep
in his mother's arms we pray to keep
He shyed away
He never lived a day
Best friend call me up to say
with a gun in his hand said he's goin' crazy
Said you'll be ok
he still died the next day
[Chorus]
Ya born alone
Ya die alone
And still we live on
Yesterday is a memory
Tomorrow is a vision
But today
it's a bitch
Yesterday is a memory
Tomorrow is a vision
But today
it's a bitch
I stood in line
I've lost my pride
I've made the change
I'm a better man today
Death brings life
Still we try
To live a better way
Before your dyin day
[Chorus]
Ya born alone
Ya die alone
And still we live on
Yesterday is a memory
Tomorrow is a vision
But today
it's a bitch
Yesterday is a memory
Tomorrow is a vision
But today
it's a bitch
Yea yea
Yesterday is a memory
But today
it's a bitch
[fades]
Yea yea
Yesterday is a memory
tomorrow is a vision...
[Thanks to [email protected] for these lyrics]
song performed by by Zug Izland
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She's A Bitch
She's a bitch
I once loved her but now I hate her
I once was sad to think of her dying but now I really dont give a shit
because She's a bitch
I can't believe I actually listened to her bullshit
I can't believe I tried to commit suicide over her ass
Shes a bitch
I don't know what I though about her that was so special
Shes a bitch
She will deceive you
She will make you feel loved
Until shes finished with you
Shes a bitch
She despises love
She hates the sound of it
Because shes a cold hearted bitch
What else would you expect
She seemed so perfect
Until her flaws started showing through
She seemed so loving
Until I found out the truth
Shes a bitch
The ones who seem so perfect
Are the ones that you really need to stay away from
Shes a bitch
Even thou shes a bitch
Shes my bitch
and thats the end of it.
poem by Brandi Young
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Love's A Bitch
Oh!...oh!
Loves got me by the ass again
I've been in love since I don't know when
I keep a-runnin' and I don't know why
Love's givin' me a crock of lies
Out of breath and I'm out of time
Misery is a ruff fight
Love's a bitch, baby
Love's a bitch, yes it's crazy
Love's a bitch, baby
Love's a bitch, yeah it's crazy
Love's a bitch!
Like a cat with diamond eyes
Love's power it can hypnotize
Done me in (ha)
More than twice
She'll make you think that it's over night
Your all alone in a room that's wrong
Your body shakes
Your feet are cold
Love's a bitch, baby
Love's a bitch, yeah it's crazy
Love's a bitch, baby
Love's a bitch, yes it's crazy
Love's a bitch! (whoa, ooh ooh, yes it is)
(Oh, oh, oh)
Such a bitch (oh)
Don't you wait, don't stand still
Gotta keepa movin' or you'll pay the bill
Go by car, go by train
You gotta keepa runnin' or you'll feel the pain
Keepa runnin', keepa runnin'
Love's a bitch, baby
Love's a bitch, yes it's crazy
Love's a bitch, bitch, bitch, baby
Love's a bitch, it's crazy
Love's a bitch! (NO!)
It's a bitch!!!!
song performed by by Quiet Riot
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Turn Of The Screw
Do you feel the turn of the screw?
Pushing harder, breaking through
It's better than you ever knew
Now it gets to take care of you
I won't go and tell it
Don't bet you're due
It swings enough to know the truth
It even left you black and blue
Never stop when there's nothing left to do
The turn of the screw, the turn of the screw
The thing you said you'd never do
The turn of the screw, the turn of the screw
There's no backing out once you've turned the screw
You never thought what they say could be
One night alone and you would see
I think you'll take back all those doubts
Now you know what the talk was all about
The turn of the screw, the turn of the screw
The thing you said you'd never do
The turn of the screw, the turn of the screw
There's no backing out once you've turned the screw
Turn, Turn, Turn it around
Turn, Turn, Turn it here on the ground
Turn, Turn, Turn it around
Turn, Turn, Turn it here on the ground
The turn of the screw, the turn of the screw
The thing you said you'd never do
The turn of the screw, the turn of the screw
There's no backing out once you've turned the screw
The Turn of the Screw
The Turn of the Screw
The Turn of the Screw
The Turn of the Screw1
song performed by by 1208
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Ballad: Lorraine, Lorraine, Lorree
1
'Are you ready for your steeple-chase, Lorraine, Lorraine, Lorree?
Barum, Barum, Barum, Barum, Barum, Barum, Baree,
You're booked to ride your capping race to-day at Coulterlee,
You're booked to ride Vindictive, for all the world to see,
To keep him straight, to keep him first, and win the run for me.
Barum, Barum,' etc.
2
She clasped her new-born baby, poor Lorraine, Lorraine, Lorree,
'I cannot ride Vindictive, as any man might see,
And I will not ride Vindictive, with this baby on my knee;
He's killed a boy, he's killed a man, and why must he kill me?'
3
'Unless you ride Vindictive, Lorraine, Lorraine, Lorree,
Unless you ride Vindictive to-day at Coulterlee,
And land him safe across the brook, and win the blank for me,
It's you may keep your baby, for you'll get no keep from me.'
4
'That husbands could be cruel,' said Lorraine, Lorraine, Lorree,
'That husbands could be cruel, I have known for seasons three;
But oh! to ride Vindictive while a baby cries for me,
And be killed across a fence at last for all the world to see!'
5
She mastered young Vindictive-Oh! the gallant lass was she,
And kept him straight and won the race as near as near could be;
But he killed her at the brook against a pollard willow-tree,
Oh! he killed her at the brook, the brute, for all the world to see,
And no one but the baby cried for poor Lorraine, Lorree.
Last poem written in illness.
Colorado, U.S.A.
June 1874.
poem by Charles Kingsley
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Hair Of The Dog
Heart breaker, soul shaker
I've been told about you
Steamroller, midnight stroller
What they've been saying must be true
bridge:
Red hot mama
Velvet charmer
Time's come to pay your dues
chorus:
Now you're messin' with a
A son of a bitch
Now you're messin' with a son of a bitch
Now you're messin' with a
A son of a bitch
Now you're messin' with a son of a bitch
Talkin' jivey, poison ivy
You ain't gonna cling to me
Man taker, born faker
I ain't so blind I can't see
bridge
chorus
solo
chorus
song performed by by Warrant
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One does not breed a good bitch in her first heat.
Make Your Comeback After 10
U wanna rape me, baby?
U wanna take me and have me,
Like a beast in heat?
U wanna catch me by surprise,
To make my pain your pleasure sweet.
U want me under complete control.
To satisfy your freakish needs!
Under quality threaded satin sheets!
Dripping blood from forced entry!
U wanna rape me, baby?
Can you make your comeback after 10?
By then my thoughts will not offend.
And I will witness this act...
Without one gasp to distract you!
However...
Your approach has to be more clever!
Right now your forcefulness is becoming quite dim.
How can your satisfy this mystery?
When I'm giving you the lines to plagiarize from me?
And your style of raping,
Does nothing to please your needs!
Or ME!
Get on with it!
Take whatever it is that will appease.
With a contemporary gluttony to snip a phrase...
To splice, paste and leave.
You thoughtless greedy bitch!
And here I am assisting you...
In pursuit of your indulgent fits!
What a thoughtless greedy bitch!
'Hold on!
Am I to use 'You thoughtless greedy bitch! ? '
Or 'What a thoughtless greedy bitch! '...'
Use them both,
To quench your desire to quote!
I am still the one being raped...
Remember?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Bitch Is Back
(e. john, b. taupin)
Producer:
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I was justified when I was five
Raising cane, I spit in your eye
Times are changing, now the poor get fat
But the fevers gonna catch you when the bitch gets back
Eat meat on friday thats alright
Even like steak on a saturday night
I can bitch the best at your social dos
I get high from the speaking bout the things I do
Im a bitch, Im a bitch
Im a bitch and Im back
Stone cold sober as a matter of fact
I can bitch, I can bitch
cause Im better than you
Its the way that I move
The things that I do
I entertain by picking brains
Sell my soul by dropping names
I dont like those, my god, whats that
Oh its full of nasty habits when the bitch gets back
Im a bitch, Im a bitch
Im a bitch and Im back
Stone cold sober as a matter of fact
I can bitch, I can bitch
Im better than you
Its the way that I move
The things that I do
song performed by by Tina Turner
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I Like My Mother
There's candy
Icecream
Chocalate
Good dreams
And I like my Mother!
Mothers are sweet
Mothers are nice
They help you
Give you good advice
And they make you cookies!
I like my Mother!
I like my Mother!
I like my Mother!
I Like my Mother!
I really
Like
My Mother!
Theres Uncles
Cousins
Sisters
Brothers
Fathe rs
And I like my Mother!
And I pray God
You'll let my Mother live a thousand years
So I don't have to get a job or do anything
And I can just live with my mother!
I like my Mother!
I like my Mother!
I like my Mother!
I like my Mother!
I really
Like
My Mother!
poem by Art Paul Schlosser
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Hinduism
Mukthi as the end; you are at the front.
O mother O mother all are on the run.
Renunciation as the means; all else are only dreams.
O mother O mother you are at the reign.
Fearlessness in your scriptures; put all others in ruptures.
O mother O mother you are sending shivers.
Oneness as the truth; what more is there to search.
O mother O mother this is what you vouch.
Religion is realisation; everything else only make sensation.
O mother O mother grandeur is your definition.
Spirituality in the air; whatelse can we aspire.
O mother O mother you are present everywhere.
Noble thoughts from you; the world owes all to you.
O mother O mother all has taken only from you.
We are the divine force; what more can be the driving force.
O mother O mother all are from the same source.
I need boons two; one to be born to you.
O mother O mother should be my cry next time too.
poem by S. Ashok Kumar
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Aint My Bitch
Out of my way
Out of my day
Out of your mind and into mine
Its no more
Its not born
Into your step but out of time
Head strong
Whats wrong
Ive already heard this song before
Youve arrived, but now its time to kiss your ass good-bye
Dragging me down
While you were round
So useless
It aint my fault
It aint my call
It aint my bitch
Aint my bitch
Down on the sun
Down on your fun
Down and out where the hell youve been
Damn it all down
Damn it unbound
Damn it all down ta hell again
Stand tall
They fall
Never even meant it all before
Youve arrived, but now its time to kiss your ass good-bye
Dragging me down
While you were round
So useless
It aint my fault
It aint my call
It aint my bitch
Out of my way
Out of my way
Out of my day
Out of your mind and into mine
Its no more
Its not born
Into your step but out of time
Head strong
Whats wrong
Ive already heard this song before
Youve arrived, but now its time to kiss your ass good-bye
Dragging me down
While you were round
So useless
It aint my fault
It aint my call
It aint my bitch
No way but down
While you were round
No foolin
It aint my smile
It aint my style
It aint my bitch
Aint mine
Your kind
Your stepin out of time
Dragging me down
While you were round
No foolin
It aint my fault
It aint my call
It aint my bitch
Aint my
song performed by by Metallica
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Our real work is prayer. What good is the cold iron of our frantic little efforts unless first we heat it in the furnace of our prayer? Only heat will diffuse heat.
quote by Mother Maribel
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Sweet Talker
(coverdale/marsden)
I can tell by way you walk,
You give it all away
By the sweet way that you talk, yes you do
You got long legs, a black girl sway,
The way you shake your booty
Gives your schoolgirl game away, yes it does
Youre just a sweet talker, bad daughter,
An youve just begun
The bitch is in heat,
So you better run
I know you know
You got what it takes,
You got the fever,
But, you give me the shakes, yes you do
Straight out of lolita
With nothing to lose,
When I got your number
My juke box blew a fuse, yes it did
Youre just sweet talker, bad daughter,
An youve just begun
The bitch is in heat,
So you better run, you better run,
So you better run, you better run
Or you better hide
Sweet talker, bad daughter,
Youve just begun
The bitch is in heat
So you better run, you better run,
You better run, you better run,
Or you better hide
I can tell by way you walk,
You give it all away
By the sweet way that you talk, yes you do
You got long legs, a black girl sway,
The way you shake your booty
Gives your schoolgirl game away, yes it does
Youre just a sweet talker, bad daughter,
An youve just begun
Sweet talker, bad daughter,
An youve just begun
The bitch is in heat,
So you better run
song performed by by Whitesnake
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What a mother should be
A mother is the one who loves you
A mother puts no drug above you
A mother will never make you cry
A mother will never make you want to die
A mother will help you fight your fears
A mother will help you stop your tears
A mother will keep you safe and sound
A mother will never let you down
A mother will daily say I love you
A mother won’t say I hate you
A mother won’t wish you were dead
A mother won’t forget what you said
A mother won’t close the door
A mother won’t let you be poor
Now I ask you, do you have a mother?
Cause’ I don’t, so don’t bother.
poem by Carlisa Smith
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Makers
Meddle with some gadget; say a radio
A T.V., a cell phone or a clock
For an hour or so, you know
How to make it work
Take a screw driver and open it
Spoil a dozen of such in a row
You may learn how to repair it
Or the parts, you may just have to throw
But lo! You can’t make it
There’s someone else,
Who fits it screw by screw, plate by plate
And instills in it running pulse
The maker! The architect! The expert
Admire him, love him and bow to him
So are the animal and plant gadgets
The superior and complex conundrums
Creations of THE MAKER, the greatest
Admire Him, love Him and Bow to Him.
poem by Sathya Narayana
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Ain't This a Bitch
Ain't this a bitch?
when you have helped someone out constantly,
but when you need their help they are no where around.
Ain't this a bitch?
You introduce a friend to your lover
and then two days later you find them in the bed together.
Ain't this a bitch?
you just wrote the greatest poem you ever wrote,
and right at the end of it before you can save it the power
goes out.
Now, I know some you reading this poem
are probably saying I know he could write a better poem then
this. You're probably right but I felt this one
Now, Aint that a Bitch
The Dark Continent
'Africa my beginning, Africa my end. I was born here and I will die here'
Africa you bear my hopes and fears
Poverty, famine, crime and AIDS are words which plague Mother Africa's name
These demons bring me shame
While people try to make Africa better, a few let the hardship overpower them
Shame on them
They give up hope and go about their knavish ways
Even though there's hope on the horizon, be that as it may
They continue to destroy what little Mother Africa has
Africa is no longer what she was
'Mother Africa is weeping'
Yet a new dawn may be creeping
Mother Africa and her children are beautiful, they know their place in nature
Even though hardship may corrupt good nature
In the name of ALL that is good, I hope Africa will rise one day
And we'll stop the suffering before she frays
The words upon a famous poet, I hear
'Africa my beginning, Africa my end. I was born here and I will die here'
poem by Mthoko Mpofana
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