What Else Are You Expecting?
Is it wrong for me to want you?
In the way I've wanted to want you?
Haunting me is your nakedness.
Yes I am confessing!
I am craving a need,
To see you close and undressed.
Pimples.
Blemishes.
Wrinkles, flaws and all!
When you aren't here and near...
I have that need to place a booty call!
I get tensed up.
I crawl the walls.
And when you don't answer,
I go beserk!
Feeling like a jerk...
Frowning with a smirk!
I get grumpy and crunchy,
Without you milking the dessert.
You're yummy and I want you.
And you know this is true.
I wish to whisper that to you...
If you let me dip in your nookie,
And we grind and together screw!
'WHY are you so...
Fresh! '
Do you prefer this gets stale?
'No, not at all!
It 'sounds' great.
But...
When will we practice your compositions?
Before or after you fall to sleep,
And I am the one left awake!
Reading each line...
Until I am the one in heat! '
Honey...
I am a writer!
What else are you expecting?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Choices
i prefer smooth peanut butter
to crunchy
mind you
crunchy is all right
but i prefer smooth.
i prefer strawberry jam
to raspberry
mind you
raspberry is tasty
but it's got all those seeds
and i prefer strawberry.
i prefer mustard
to mayonaisse
mind you mayonaisse has it's place
amongst condiments
but is likely to go bad
if left out to long
and poison everyone
so on the whole i prefer mustard.
i prefer cooked meat
to raw meat
for much the same reason
as i prefer mustard to mayonaisse
although it also has to do
with the fact that i don't
like my meat to bleat
or moo or make chicken noises (BAGOCK!)
when i eat
so i tend to avoid the raw
though mind you
the meat that i prefer
may at some time have been raw.
i prefer not to say
why i think so
but i do
and i suppose it's all
just a matter of taste
so if you'd prefer to think so
then crunchy is better
than smooth
even if it does interfere
with the texture of the
peanut butter
and jelly (strawberry) sandwich
which ought to be somewhat
devoid of substance
merely a sticky sweet something
to fill your stomach
put mayonaisse on it
if you like
i'd prefer not to think about it.
poem by Laura Sewell
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Get Over the Hump
Take your bumps and get those lumps,
Although some days you'll be grumpy.
You may also feel crunchy.
But you will get over the hump.
Take your medicine unsweetened,
It is suggested that you do.
Keep yourself from being beatened.
Or you will always feel screwed.
Why do you overwork and welcome ruin?
What is this that you're doing?
There's nothing you're improving!
Why do you overwork and welcome ruin?
What is this that you're doing?
There's nothing you're improving!
Take your bumps and get those lumps,
Although some days you'll be grumpy.
You may also feel crunchy.
But you will get over the hump.
Why do you overwork and welcome ruin?
What is this that you're doing?
There's nothing you're improving!
Take your medicine unsweetened,
It is suggested that you do.
Keep yourself from being beatened.
Or you will always feel screwed.
Why do you overwork and welcome ruin?
To feel crunchy?
What is this that you think that you are doing?
To feel grumpy?
What is it that you're seeking.
A beating that is treating? ? ?
Why do you overwork and welcome ruin?
To feel crunchy?
What is this that you think that you are doing?
To feel grumpy?
What is it that you're seeking.
A beating that is treating? ? ?
Take your medicine unsweetened,
It is suggested that you do.
Keep yourself from being beatened.
Or you will always feel screwed.
Why do you overwork and welcome ruin?
What is this that you're doing?
There's nothing you're improving!
Only you can keep yourself from feeling grumpy.
Only you can keep yourself from getting crunchy.
Only you can keep from doing,
What it is that keeps you screwed.
Only you can keep yourself from feeling grumpy.
Only you can keep yourself from getting crunchy.
Only you can keep from doing,
What it is that keeps you screwed.
You can get up off your rump.
You can get over the hump!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Flaws
Blemishes are like opinions given.
They are exposed for what they are.
To either accept or reject them.
Something eventually is corrected.
Someone with flaws has to be convinced.
Some flaw bearers are nauseating...
And sometimes over compensate what is done,
For approval sake that comes close to being disgusting
However...
Few with blemishes AND flaws,
Have the ability to capture the imagination of anyone.
Unless they are comedians laughing sadly at themselves.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Why Dont We Get Drunk
By: marvin gardens
1973
I really do appreciate the fact youre sittin here
Your voice sounds so wonderful
But yer face dont look too clear
So bar maid bring a pitcher, another round o brew
Honey, why dont we get drunk and screw
Chorus:
Why dont we get drunk and screw
I just bought a water bed, its filled up for me and you
They say you are a snuff queen
Honey I dont think thats true
So, why dont we get drunk and screw
-- spoken: pick it coral reefers, here we go...
(swing instrumental)
Chorus:
Why dont we get drunk and screw
I just bought a waterbed its filled up for me and you
They say you are a snuff queen
Honey I dont think thats true
So why dont we get drunk and screw
Yeah, now baby I say, (lord!)
Why dont we get drunk and screw
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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No New Booty Will Be Oopsed
So many people find it hard at night to sleep.
With a feeling they've been duped away,
From a loop loosened...
Someone else has coped to scooped.
And left by a lover,
Creeping to be with another sneaky sleaze.
And there they are...
Living with a distant lover.
Who should not be so distant,
But there to be home with them undercover.
Knowing there is another,
Sharing that lover!
No new booty will be oopsed!
No.
Not this time,
With the use of fresh excuses.
No new booty will be oopsed!
No.
Or a duped hoodwinking,
Overused to abuse.
So many people find it hard at night to sleep.
And left by a lover,
Creeping to be with another sneaky sleaze.
But...
No new booty will be oopsed!
No.
Not this time,
With the use of fresh excuses.
No new booty will be oopsed!
No.
Or a duped hoodwinking,
Overused to abuse.
No new booty will be oopsed!
No.
Not this time,
With the use of fresh excuses.
No new booty will be oopsed!
No.
Or a duped hoodwinking,
Overused to abuse.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Grind
So confused I don't know what's real.
Casing false leads in hope to find,
all the great love that's been left behind.
I keep on searching in the hope,
the grind that will end in love that's yours and mine.
Confused and lostthis taxing grind,
I know we're both caught in a deadly bind.
Searching searching in loves true song.
I just want others to steer clear,
so I can find you with no wrong.
Everyday I feel so close,
yet within a moments time it feels so long.
I'll grind on through with dilligence true.
Until the day I finally get to you.
poem by Michael McParland
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The Feeling I Had
I cannot take the heat
This girls going home
Standing on my own two feet
Standing alone
Im just a little weary of
All the talk and all the buzz
And all I ever wanted was
The feeling I had with us
I cannot take the heat
I guess Im letting go
Im tired of stitching up my dreams with
This thread of hope
Im still a believer of
Twin hearts and timeless love
And all I ever wanted was
The feeling I had with us
All I ever wanted was
The feeling I had with us
The road of life is rugged
Any road you choose
And when I find the other side
Ill look for you
But I cannot take the heat
And so Ill say goodbye
A million things I never said
Didnt even try
cause words are cheap and sometimes cruel
And stuff you hear is seldom true
And all I ever wanted was
The feeling I had with you
Yeah, all I ever wanted was,
The feeling I had with you
song performed by by Amy Grant
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El Sol
Empty-armed
And half a soul to go
And all I wanted
Was you here next to me
A little sunshine and sympathy
Now everybody knows
That Ive been hanging down so low
cause now Im feeling up
Soon Ill be feeling out so cold
Wondering, will you call
And now Im feeling high
Soon Ill be feeling left for dead
Sometimes someone saying yes
Changes what youll bet
And all I wanted
Was just to hold you close
A little sunshine
Just to butter my toast
And your love next to mine
I had to let you know
That we were meant to be just right
Heaven sent, not sympathized
By everybodys lie
And now Im feeling high
Now Im feeling left so dead
Kicking up the dust in bed
Wondering, I guess
Sunshine
Sunshine
Sunshine
And some tea
And your love
Your love
Your love next to mine
I had to let you know
I had to let you go so i
Could see my lie fade from your eyes
And to my surprise
Thats what I wanted
Its all I wanted
Its what I wanted
Me and you
Sunshine
Sunshine
Sunshine
And some tea
Thats all I wanted
Its all I wanted
Thats all I wanted
Its all I wanted
song performed by by Zwan
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Lacking In the Package
Being stripped naked.
And inspected for those blemishes,
Or flaws...
I accept!
I am not one to pretend they do not exist.
Or am I one to wish them away.
Not as eager as I am to be naked.
Just like this!
So please...
You will not embarrass me,
If you believe there is something I need to know...
That I have mistaken as a gift!
And you have viewed 'something'
That is lacking in the package!
I will admit over the years...
That parts of me aren't so quick to lift!
Or satisfy the beholder,
Who believes I should at least address it.
That,
And/or my nakedness.
Or my willingness to completely strip,
To bare all!
Even though my grip,
On my narcissistic days...
Do seem to be slipping,
Into a fading aging phase.
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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I Don't Play That!
Call me names!
Convince others I am a 'nut'
Talk behind my back...
And make things up!
Distort the facts,
As you are accustomed to do.
Criticize my demeanor,
When I am out of view.
Tell me to my face,
How close a friend you are.
But you do more pretending,
And pretense wont take you far.
Do whatever you think,
I am not aware you do!
Screw around with my 'work'...
And my abilities too.
You and others who see me as a fool,
Will discover that 'jerk' isn't me but 'you'!
I don't play that!
Those games are for children.
And adults who still play them...
Aren't worth the time to return that crap!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Ruth Fecyeh
When the rain falls, it doesn't fall on one man's head!
So this is the way of my muse to you;
For you can still lay down in your nakedness for my love.
You need me to satisfy you and,
You need this muse to tell you who you are;
For the walls af Jehrico are all around you.
I am full of words and of the love that brights your way,
But i am like the writer that crowns your way as well;
So lay down in your nakedness for the this harmony of love.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Grind
Grind, Grind, Grind, Grind, Grind, Grind, Grind
I can bend in sixty-eight ways
I have lived for twelve thousand days
Twenty-eight teeth inside my head
Grind three types of things and I'm sad that they're dead
Grind, Grind, Grind, Grind, Grind, Grind, Grind
song performed by by Phish
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Give Me No More Booty
Give me no more booty,
'Cause your booty is too good.
Ah
Booty is too good
Ah
Your booty is too good.
Give me no more booty,
'Cause your booty is too good.
I can never stop,
When you give it out a lot.
Give me no more booty,
'Cause your booty is too good.
Giving me so much,
Makes my head get such a rush.
I can't sustain my game with it!
Or sustain my need to be relieved.
I'm whipped!
Quick.
Give me no more booty,
'Cause your booty is too good.
Ah
Booty is too good
Ah
Your booty is too good.
Give me no more booty,
'Cause your booty is too good.
I can never stop,
When you give it out a lot.
I'm no beast to eatcha.
When you are in heat.
I'd rather just keep ya...
Between sheets,
Beneath.
Oh,
I'm no beast to eatcha.
When you are in heat.
I'd rather just keep ya...
Between sheets,
Beneath.
Oh,
But...
Give me no more booty,
'Cause your booty is too good.
Ah
Your booty is too good
Ah
Your booty is too good.
Give me no more booty,
'Cause your booty is too good.
I can never stop,
When you give it out a lot.
You make it hard...
To give that booty a boot.
Make it hard,
To give that booty a boot.
You make it hard...
To give that booty a boot.
Make it hard,
To give that booty a boot.
You make it hard...
To give that booty a boot.
Make it hard,
To give that booty a boot.
You make it hard...
To give that booty a boot.
Make it hard,
To give that booty a boot.
I've got to,
Get up off your booty and boot.
I've got to,
Get up off your booty and boot.
I've got to,
Get up off your booty and boot.
I've got to,
Get up off your booty and boot.
Got to,
Get up off your booty and boot.
Got to,
Get up off your booty and boot.
I've got to,
Get up off your booty and boot.
Got to,
Get up off your booty and boot.
I've got to,
Get up off your booty.
Get up off your booty.
Get up off your booty.
And boot!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Confusion
I wanted to go right but went left
I wanted to go up but went down
I wanted to cry but I laughed.
I wanted in my life a displacement
But I found myself in the circus circle.
I wanted to sleep well but found awake
I did not want to think but found myself thinking.
I wanted them to understand me
but they forced me to understand them
To increase my knowledge I wanted to distribute
but they forced me to conceal.
I wanted to be straight but they taught me how to crook
smile with a hidden dagger behind.
I wanted to give them food but they threw them out closing the doors of mind.
They talk but words fall like yellow foliage dry
They love but this love is a bug sucks the blood, none can deny.
Lie and truth, life and death, good and bad, right and wrong
All mixed up with time, place and people, a total confusion.
When truth is not beauty and it is confined in
When falsehood is not ugly and it is spread out like perfume
Then your brain burn the fuse and you are totally confused.
poem by Abdul Wahab
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The Higher You Climb
There is no comeback from the big divide
Maybe theres a future to be found waiting on the other side
If its illusion, then what is real?
In lifes confusion, take what you can
Fight it till you reach the goal.
And the higher you climb you can fall
But never look down
And the faster you run, its a crawl
To the end of the line.
Seems all directions lead to one place
There are no signposts guiding me
It takes a long time to see
And the higher you climb you can fall
But never look down
And the faster you run, its a crawl
To the end of the line.
The age of reason has come and gone
The changing seasons move on and on until you reach the goal
And the higher you climb you can fall
But never look down
And the faster you run, its a crawl
To the end of the line.
song performed by by Asia
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Idiot Summer
I walked home to the sun
I couldnt ride another one
I thought a lot along the lines
And Ive been fooled about all night
Wiped clean always by midnight
Wasnt it like an idiot summer...
Three, four peaks all I could see
In the morning its a hundred and ten degrees
But I like the goddamn heat
I lie awake half the night
Autumn is coming it seems like its in sight
All the autumn that you can see
All the autumn that you can see
Its growing darker like the trees
But if all the trees should fall
All the bugs would crawl in my sleep
And then its cold
Its growing darker like the trees
But if all the trees should fall
All the bugs would crawl in my sleep
And then its cold
Theres no telling I was so confused
I try but I cant help you choose
Tucson is so far away
I lie awake half the night
Autumn is coming it seems like its in sight
Wasnt it like an idiot summer...
song performed by by Gin Blossoms
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Take A Chance On Me
(b. andersson / b. ulvaeus)
If you change your mind, Im the first in line.
Honey Im still free, take a chance on me.
If you need me, let me know, and Ill be around.
If youve got no place to go, when youre feeling down.
If youre all alone when the pretty birds have flown.
Honey Im still free, take a chance on me.
Gonna do my very best and it aint no lie.
If you put me to the test, if you let me try.
Take a chance on me. (come on, give me a break will ya? )
Take a chance on me.
We can go dancing, we can go walking,
As long as were together. (together)
Listen to some music, maybe just talking,
Get to know you better. (better)
cos you know Ive got so much that I wanna do,
When I dream Im alone with you.
Its magic!
You wanted to leave me there, afraid of a love affair,
But I think you know, that I cant let go.
If you change your mind, Im the first in line.
Honey Im still free, take a chance on me.
If you need me, let me know, and Ill be around.
If youve got no place to go, when youre feeling down.
(take a chance, take a chance, take a chance on me)
If youre all alone when the pretty birds have flown.
Honey Im still free, take a chance on me.
Gonna do my very best and it aint no lie.
If you put me to the test, if you let me try.
Take a chance on me. (thats all I ask of you honey)
Take a chance on me.
Oh you can take your time baby, Im in no hurry,
I know Im gonna get ya. (get ya)
You dont wanna hurt me, baby dont worry,
I aint gonna let ya. (let ya)
Let me tell you now: my love is strong enough
To last when things are rough.
Its magic!
You say that I waste my time, but I cant get you off my mind,
No I cant let go, cos I love you so.
Hopping in...
If you like what youre seeing take a chance with me, ya!
You wont be grabbed, if youre feeling horny.
Well, youve passes so you got to know this precious property.
I dont know the lads, so call me mc k.
Nobody sits, understand me clearly.
However hard he try, could he never own me.
We all fit nice and just move freely.
Special k, what he says all said carefully.
Me not sit all along and just wait by phone.
Not call me cause me never, never home ya.
Machinegun as we get the wrong one.
Master mark, master paul, mister luke and john,
If we like what we see we chance a situation.
Nothing dont pay nothing, maybe see what follow on.
What a jill may do if the right man come?
Hey reagge boat, come we just have a little fun!
Go now!
Pabbabbabba ba, pabbabbabbabba ba ba
Honey Im still free, take a chance on me.
Gonna do my very best and it aint no lie.
If you put me to the test, if you let me try.
(take a chance, take a chance, take a chance on me)
If youre all alone when the pretty birds have flown.
Honey Im still free, take a chance on me.
Gonna do my very best and it aint no lie.
If you put me to the test, if you let me try.
(take a chance, take a chance, take a chance on me)
Pabbabbabba ba, pabbabbabbabba ba ba
song performed by by Erasure
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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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All time low
All Time Low
By: Jean Pullman
You, slit your wrist just to feel
(Whisper) That life is real
You, wonder when you’re gonna die
(Whisper) Am I still alive
CHORUS
You’re at your all time low
There’s nowhere
Every door’s been locked
Every window’s broken
You wouldn’t stop and now you’re choking
You’re at your all time low
Where you gonna go
You, constantly feel like dying
(Whisper) Choke when you’re crying
You, call and get no answer
(Whisper) Your mind begins to canter
You, let you’re tears flow
(Whisper) Feel extremely low
You, feel like hanging from a rope
(Whisper) you lose control
You, know he’s ignoring your calls
(Whisper) Your insides crawl
CHORUS
You’re at your all time low
There’s nowhere
Every door’s been locked
Every window’s broken
You wouldn’t stop and now you’re choking
You’re at your all time low
Where you gonna go
You, are flying through a pitch black vortex
(Whisper) the bullet in your chest
You, aren’t seeing a white light
(Whisper) not a surprise
You, couldn’t take anymore
(Whisper) you’re bloody corpse on the floor
You, are finally not depressed
(Whisper) Because you’re dead
poem by Jean Pullman
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