Sleaze With a Dash of Slime
Disapproval generally means
Doing that which does not approve!
Going against the grain!
And
If done often enough...
The actions draw so much attention
To disgust those into discussions
At such an alarming rate to make
Disapproving activities the center of attraction...
And the focus of curiosity!
Stirring up controversy
That eventually becomes the subject of good taste!
With just a touch of sleaze and a dash of slime!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Controversy
I just can't believe all the things people say - Controversy
Am I black or white? Am I straight or gay? - Controversy
Do I believe in God? Do I believe in me? - Controversy
Controversy Controversy
I can't understand human curiosity - Controversy
Was it good for you? Was I what you wanted me to be? - Controversy
Do you get high? Does your daddy cry? - Controversy
Controversy Controversy
Do I believe in God? Do I believe in me?
Some people wanna die so they can be free
(I said) Life is just a game
song performed by by Prince from Controversy
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Who Runs Thıs Outfıt?
Can the subject of assisted suicide be discussed?
And why do so many judges look at this with disgust?
Do we have any control over Canadian legal discussions?
Is this forbidden in parliament for fear of repercussions?
Should politicians be allowed to discuss this subject?
Would the Supreme Court consider such a discussion, a defect?
Should politicians be allowed to change Canadian laws?
Abortion clinics, injection sites, death and other flaws?
Binding referendums and Right-to-Die groups are unknown here,
Our timid politicians wont touch this subject because of fear,
The Supreme Court might tell them that they can’t do this or that,
Who runs this outfit and can politicians go to bat?
poem by James Bredin
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In Any Field of Endeavor
Achieving success in any field of endeavor,
Accomplishes two things...
Attention and distance!
Attention is generally given from those unknown.
With praise and curiosity shown.
While received from those who believe they know...
Is a growing attitude and distance bestowed.
Adding a touch of unflattering comments to defame.
With a mix of enforced delusional perceptions,
That have been unchanged, limited and misunderstood!
Since a success to them is more shocking than expected.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Poor Baby
Orbison/c & r price
Glittery eyes; witchy smiles
A good time is all you are after
Skin tight thighs; little white lies
Put you in the center of the laughter
But your reign of queen is over
Your fortress has been broken down
You're still the center of the laughter
But your role has changed to the clown
Chorus
Ooh poor baby
Someone broke your heart in two
Ooh poor baby
Who would have thought it could happen to you
Poor baby
A pretty face; sweet talkin' ways
Got you a part of the action
A come-over-touch, glances and such
You always had to be the main attraction
Now you're the one who's crying
You lost at your own lonely game
You're still the center of attraction
But now i'm gone, you've got yourself to blame
Chorus
Ooh poor baby
Do what you said you'd never do
Ooh poor baby
You let someone get much too close to you
Poor baby
Poor baby,poor baby
Poor baby,poor baby
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Vile And Inappropriate
Vile and inappropriate?
Of course it is.
But not too many will agree,
Since they feel entitled...
To say and do what they please.
And excuse their actions,
As a marketing done to defend...
Their right to decrease a valued way of life,
They have deliberately have ignited...
With a setting of their own standards.
To place the attraction of their sleaze...
And their lowlife mentalities on others,
Who are far less self righteous...
In the expression of their pretentiousness.
But...
Are their actions vile and inappropriate?
Of course.
Who has not been aware of that?
Only those who follow and are loyal,
Seem not to be aware there is a difference.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Importance
The thing that is important
Is not the thing that is good.
Importance is a quality
That entails attention
From one or a certain sect.
A focus of attention;
It leads to a value judgment
That grows in consciousness
To get integrated into it.
The type of value you build
Is there to influence your actions.
24.08.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Getting Good Deeds Done
The best of good deeds,
Are not the ones discussed to be done!
The best deeds that are good...
Are those deeds lived,
And done by the ones who know
When and how to give!
Getting deeds done
Without discussions,
Weaken good intentions...
With diminishing attention given!
And spoken words without action,
Provide no satisfaction.
Although distracts with attraction,
That gets everyone talking...
And then walking away,
Just to say,
They promised they would come!
They promised to provide support...
But not get involved,
With getting good deeds done.
They see deeds as no lasting remedy!
But distortions of their involvement,
In the eyes of everyone!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I'm lazy but generally task oriented so having a hoop to jump through means eventually I'll make the effort.
quote by Thomas Lynch
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Focus
focus
focus on god
focus on freedom
focus on forgiveness
focus on sweet speech
focus on treasures
focus on humility
focus on commitment
focus on mind
focus on success
focus on health
focus on healthy transformation
focus on goodness
focus on laughter
focus on fun
focus on angel
focus on sweetness
focus on wealth
focus
poem by Johnny Walks
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Our Paranoia
the uncured disease of mankind had always been
that the earth is the center of the universe
that man is at the center of all these
that he is loved by the skies and the seas and the mountains
that i am the center of your attraction
or that i have loved you truly too
these are the demands of illusions
the sun is just one of the thousand stars
though it may be true that it is the center of our universe
that you may have loved me truly and i may think that i am the only
star in your universe
how hopeless can i be thinking that way
when the truth is just i am just a dust, a speck of this vast space of dusts
one night i stand in the middle of the grass and looked at the stars
i feel so far and so tiny just like Venus that planet that glitters in the north.
human love is as small as a grain of sand, yet somehow we imagine that
as a Saturn in the planetary system.
i am not saying the truth that indeed we are nothing but an empty sigh.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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May I Have Another Helping of Those Delicious Critics, Please?
What do I have to say,
To those who are my critics?
I have been aware of them,
Since I began taking my first steps.
Since my first breath taken...
Was done independently.
I've heard it said,
My lifetime of actions...
By them has been disapproved.
And things I do have been ego led.
It's believed what I do,
Is done to seek attention.
Even those things I do to cleanse,
In privacy...
I care not mention.
We all have talents,
And those gifts that are given.
How I use the ones I have...
Aren't from a critic's invention.
Or maybe because of the creation of 'them'.
Who knows?
Perhaps that's what has them upset.
And if they have time like that to waste...
Don't hesitate in delay to say,
I am just getting started.
And what I've given to them to nibble...
Is just a little taste.
From a baking not completed,
Yet imaginations rate!
They have no idea,
Of who I am!
Or the making of 'me'.
And-what-that-takes!
Since I'm the cooker who does the feeding...
I know who eats!
And those served,
That ate.
Those who choose to regurgitate...
Do it without my decision given to make!
What do I have to say,
To those who are my critics?
I do admire their efforts,
But...
What's there is there for them to digest.
I'm not about to give up my peace,
Or my mind for them to test.
My eyes are clear,
And focused on my progress.
Not on things that I've done.
For purposes to keep manifested,
The days I spent in my youth...
Doing things to shock and stun,
Just for the 'hell' of having devilish fun.
Although I must admit,
There is 'something' about controversy...
That appetites my palate much more than just a bit.
'Excuse me...
I know I shouldn't.
Since I am here by invitation.
But,
May I have another helping of those delicious critics,
Please?
I can not believe they could be this delicious.
What have these critics been mixed with? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Words
Killing us one by one
In one way or another
American will find a way to eliminate the problem
One by one
The problem is
the troubles in the black youth of the ghettos
And one by one
we are being wiped off the face of this earth
At an extremly alarming rate
And even more alarming is the fact
that we are not fighting back
Brothers
song performed by by Tupac from 2Pacalypse Now
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Measured Feathers
As vibrant, vivid...
And as tremendous as they appear.
Your strut that is peacocked...
Seem to be with measured feathers,
And not as natural as you wish us to believe.
'And...
You dared me to mention this.
And...
Naturally I paid no attention,
To the attention given.
However...
Since your curiosity,
Has obvious Murdered your cat!
I will say this to 'that'.
It is in the strutting done!
And I've learned that for a fact.
Although I will admit,
To using a bit of dye with stencil applied.
Adding to the appeal of my appearance.'
Your arrogance is quite disgusting!
'I wish I could share with you,
The hours I spent...
Hoping to get that re-action!
Thank you so much for vocalizing it.
The others just whisper.
And you have no idea how nerve wracking that can be.
I am here to flaunt and earn controversy.'
Well...
That's obvious!
'Again...
I thank you! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Tastes So Good
Please play at low volume
Preferably while havin sex
can i taste you can i taste you
(yes you can)
Can i taste your body girl
(of course you can)
Can i taste you can i taste you
I just cant wait to
Can i taste you can i taste you
( of course you can)
Can i taste your body Girl
(yes you can)
can i taste you can i taste you
( oh dont stop until i tell you to)
Oh baby whatcha doin
got me feining like this
I wanna go to your valley
I wanna taste your lips oh yeah
Never understood it
All my homies say dont do it
But baby when i tried it
Girl i couldnt help but like it
You taste so good
baby you tase so good
you know you do girl
you taste so good
Baby do you like it when i taste your love yeah
you taste so good
Baby you taste so good
you know that it tastes so good
you taste so good
so good to me my baby
so good to me yeah
Sweeter than candy
makin my tongue so happy oh
Lovin down your backside
Girl wont you take me on a thigh ride
we'll go home
we'll go areound when we bounce
your givin me so much
just swing and make you bounce
your love is so delicious
baby i can tell by the smile on your face
ya dont mind
if i have another taste
You taste so good
baby you taste so good
you taste so good
I cant get over this taste i found
when i go downtown down
you taste so good
open up open up wide
you taste so good
You know what i like cuz you
You taste so good
so get down
so good to me baby
you taste so good
baby you taste so good
you taste so good
Im tasting you your tastin me
you taste so good
Your love your love your love
baby you taste so good
is so tastey
you taste so good
you got me you got me you got me
in that ending ecstacy
so good to me my baby oh
baby what you need
i wanna be your freak
i can go deeper if you let me
oh let me go down
1- baby what you need
i wanna be your freak
i can go deeper if you let me
baby i can start up at your nipples
right down to your nave
girl you know im able to make you whine
repeat 1
repeat 1
baby you taste so good
you taste so good
baby you taste so good
you taste so good
you taste so good
song performed by by Next
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Taste So Good
[intro]
Please play at low volume
Preferably, while having sex
Can I taste you, can I taste you
(yes, you can)
Can I taste your body, girl
(of course you can)
Can I taste you, can I taste you
I just cant wait to
Can I taste you, can I taste you
(of course you can)
Can I taste your body, girl
(yes, you can)
Can I taste you, can I taste you
(oh, dont stop, until I tell you to)
Oh, baby whatcha doing
Got me feining like this
I wanna go to your valley
I wanna taste your lips, oh yeah
Never understood it
All my homies say dont do it
But baby when I tried it
Girl I couldnt help but like it
You taste so good
Baby you taste so good
You know you do girl
You taste so good
Baby do you like it when I taste your love, yeah
You taste so good
Baby, you taste so good
You know that it tastes so good
You taste so good
So good to me, my baby
So good to me, yeah
Sweeter than candy
Making my tongue so happy, oh
Loving down your backside
Girl, wont you take me on a thigh ride
Well go home
We;ll go around when we bounce
Youre giving me so much
Just swing and make you bounce
Your love is so delicious
Baby, I can tell by the smile on your face
Ya dont mind
If I have another taste
You taste so good
Baby, you taste so good
You taste so good
I cant get over this taste I found
When I go downtown, down
You taste so good
Open up, open up wide
You taste so good
You know what I like cuz you
You taste so good
So get down
So good to me baby
You taste so good
Baby, you taste so good
You taste so good
Im tasting you, youre tasting me
You taste so good
Your love, your love, your love
Baby you taste so good
Is so tastey
You taste so good
You got me, you got me, you got me
In that ending ecstasy
So good to me, my baby, oh
Baby what you need
I wanna be your freak
I can go deeper if you let me
Oh, let me go down
1 - baby what you need
I wanna be your freak
I can go deeper if you let me
Baby I can start up at your nipples
Right up to your naval
Baby, you now Im able to make you whine
Repeat 1
Repeat 1
Baby you taste so good
You taste so good
Baby you taste so good
You taste so good
You taste so good
song performed by by Next
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Conducted Privately
I guess they thought,
Through my actions...
I sought their attention.
But how could that be?
When all of my actions,
Had been conducted privately?
And I did my very best,
To ignore them...
Whenever I could,
To maintain my peace of mind!
Having received that through some rough times.
Why would they think...
I'd be wishing their acceptance?
If and when I do observe them...
They are disrespecting themselves.
And why would I want to be a part of that?
When my identity has been intact?
Unless they believe I am that desperate,
To want to be shown that kind of self neglect?
I hope my focus does not slight them!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Attractions And Distractions
at 18
attraction is a magnet
nails and
shreds of iron fillings
all absorbed
at 25
something changes
because of
the seeping pains
i doubt and i begin
to know
that i am
at 35
one wavers about
what to attract
and when to be
attracted
selective they say
there exists
now this discriminating taste
at 45
everything happens like a
bad dream
who will ever know
that this is what i am
really
i don't even know
anymore
at 55
attraction gets boring
i don't pay attention to
what gives pleasure
or pain
they are all the same
waste of time
and breaks my heart
and weakens
my soul
at 65
i want to rest my case
with all
peace there is.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Food and taste
There is good food and good bed.
There is fine wine and fine tune.
By is a cute lady with a melody.
You, as a king, are restless to taste.
The sword of Damocles hangs there.
The poor have taste, no means.
The rich have means, no taste.
17.04.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Adolescent Deeds
Spoiled children encouraged,
To sit and witness their siblings...
Restricted from doing things,
They believe can be manipulated eventually...
Will make attempts to do anything.
If this means to them,
A getting of an attention given.
Believing with an 'innocence',
A 'cuteness' is determined.
But some children grow.
To leave behind their childishness.
With a learning not to disrespect.
Or expect child-like tantrums accepted,
Without someone rejecting their selfishness.
To then make claims of being neglected,
When left to be held accountable...
For actions that reflect,
Immaturity at its best.
And as aults who have aged,
These same 'children' become insulted.
When others too mature no longer will endure,
With a tolerance depleted and absent to feed...
Spoiled children encourage,
To perform adolescent deeds.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Left to Win Their Arguments
How deep can discussions get,
With those in a constant fling...
With low life?
And the company enjoyed,
That low life to them brings?
They would rather be led off course,
Like blind horses...
Than to take advantage of resources,
That enhance their quality of life and well being.
If it is not reflected from the gutter...
They utter their disapproval.
And then say...
No one cares about them or their lives.
And of course...
They are left to win their arguments.
And of course...
When this is done,
They extend to those of good intentions...
An immediate message of their resentment,
Sent!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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