Paly Rat
cat slep
with...
bath room
rat was
play..
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Nasty Sumel
sumele
on bath room...
with out
bath room
taken bath...
in paid bath room
also in india
nasty sumel...
free...
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Daily Dance...
Every day
Cath
The Bus...
Waiting
Train...
Time to
Time...
Run and work...
Come at home
make food...
Bed room
To
Bath room...
Sleep with
Bath...
Bath with
sleep...
Watching t.v.
Play children
No more time...
Wife with a
Kiss no time...
What is this...?
To days fast life dance...
Dance for each
Every day...
Gift of
Knee pain...
Back pain...
Head ache...
What i can do...?
All ways wanted for
My life with money...! ?
So...
Dance for daily...
You...?
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Bath room song
The girl was
Singing open
Door
Bath room...
Song is
Very nice...
Take the bath
That youg girl
Very pice....
Bath room
For song...
Not for girl...
With out door bath room
Only...
The girl was wonder
Song of body
Singing too bath...
Water was look and feel
Very nice...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Nasty Bath Room
The bustand
Bath room
Was not for
Clean...
Urine sumeel
Cut the nose...
Some budy pass
Urine...
No for water
But
Colected money
For indian rupees
Onr for urine pass...
Rupees two for
Motion pass...
I was give
One rupee
I went the
Bustand bath room...
Not passed
The urine...
Urine was my self
Very urgent...
But i did not pass urine;
I was pay the one rupee
For indian money
Nasty bath room...
You also go and see
The bustand that bath room
Very care full...
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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With Out Next
play boy
paly
weldon...
on...
bath room...
with the water...
no sex...
but
play boy
with out dress..?
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Joki 1
play boy
play on
at bath room
at water?
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Bath play
Play boy
Play
With girl
On bathroom
At wall poster
Sexy girl...!
Kiss and kiss
To play the play boy
For the with play
At bath room...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Having a bath
Lovely bubbles thick and creamy,
Water deep and room all steamy,
World shut out and I'm all dreamy,
Guess what? I'm having a bath.
Door is locked, I'm on my own,
Don't need T.V. or telephone,
I lie there like a block of stone,
I'm happy, having a bath.
Wash my hair and scrub my toes,
Scratch my back and rub my nose,
Think of things that I propose
To do... after my bath.
Then I hear the sound of thunder
As it seems, when my head's under,
It's just a dream, a mental blunder,
I'm only having a bath!
Melting in my bed of blue,
While outside there's a great 'to-do'
The family's queueing for the loo!
... An hour's too long for a bath.
Written Sept 1994
poem by John Carter Brown
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Nude sleep
Play boy
Sleep
With nude
At bath room...
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Bath with out bath room
Rain drops
Kissing on
Sea...
'I was taking
shaver bath'
Say for sea with smile wave...
' I was take swmming
With yours sea pool'
Say for rain drops happley cry
Booth are bath
Without bath room
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Good song
Play boy
Singing
A good song
At bath room...
with nude...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Joki 3
play boy
in side the bath room
door not close?
door close
play boy stop
the play?
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Spice of life
Bath room
Take bath
Do sex...
With bath...
Too nice...
Life spice...
with sex
yaa...
sex is life
Life is love...
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Tongue Bath
Yeah, (ohhh), we got the hood rats in the house right
(Would you like a tongue bath babe)
They say they like tongue bath (from the back)
So, uh, we went and got Methron
But of course, it's the Ying-Yang Twins
Let me see you freak your body
I won't stop until you get enough
Anyway you want it, I'm with it
I just wanna get up in it
(You want a tongue bath, you need a tongue bath)
Let me see you freak your body
I won't stop until you get enough
A tongue bath, from the back
Oh yes, that's the way I like it
(You want a tongue bath, you need a tongue bath)
Forget about that Summer we stretched straight thuggin it up
In the tongue bath world we was loving it up
I've been told by the eye we were holding each other
To the room, sexual, of the Isley Brothers
Sippin' Alazez and Hennessee, straight thug passion
Licking nipples, got you gigglin', so you started to laugh
And now it's getting so erotic baby
All of a sudden so I'm kissing on your body baby
Admit it babb
See baby a tongue bath is what I like
Lick me up, lick me down, curve my appetite
Let me open up my legs, show me what you got
The way you licking on my body's got me really hot
And I'm loving the way you lick me though
Do it little daddy, let your tongue take control
You got me shaking like hell when you're licking my toes
From the top to the bottom, make your tongue roll
Let me see you freak your body
I won't stop until you get enough
Anyway you want it, I'm with it
I just wanna get up in it
(You want a tongue bath, you need a tongue bath)
Let me see you freak your body
I won't stop until you get enough
A tongue bath, from the back
Oh yes, that'
song performed by by Ying Yang Twins
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Trerrest
Trerrest was
Waiting
My bed room...
He was having
No gun
No kinfe
No bom....
The trerrest was
Comming my
Bed room...
To the windo;
Near my side
Come and sit
On my body...
To bite and drink
My blood...
I was angry
My hands hit
The trerrest but
He was run away....
Some more trerrest
Wating for my room
The trerrest is...
Yes, MOSQUITO's
You also meet
The trerrest
Every day at night
Are day....
Bath room are
Bed room...! ! ! !
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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The Guitarist
Strum the strings
From room to room
The sound will ring
Sealed in its case
Taking up space
I use a pick to play
The guitar, everyday
Playing a chord
Only when I'm bored
Strum the strings
From room to room
The sound will ring
Its base is wood
Its strings are not
When you cannot play
There is nothing to flaunt
Before you play
Tune the sound
Strum on and on
Until a rhythm is found
Strum the strings
From room to room
The sound will ring
I
I have nothing to say
No light to use
No music to play
I'm idle
For I have
No guitar to play
poem by Pete Rivera
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Death Of A Cockroach
I opened wide the bath-room door,
And all at once switched on the light,
When moving swift across the floor
I saw a streak of ebon bright:
Then quick, with slipper in my hand,
Before it could escape,--I slammed.
I missed it once, I missed it twice,
But got it ere it gained its lair.
I fear my words were far from nice,
Though d----s with me are rather rare:
Then lo! I thought that dying roach
Regarded me with some reproach.
Said I: "Don't think I grudge you breath;
I hate to spill your greenish gore,
But why did you invite your death
By straying on my bath-room floor?"
"It is because," said he (or she),
"Adventure is my destiny.
"By evolution I was planned,
And marvellously made as you;
And I am led to understand
The selfsame God conceived us two:
Sire, though the coup de grâce you give,
Even a roach has right to live."
Said I: "Of course you have a right,--
But not to blot my bath-room floor.
Yet though with slipper I may smite,
Your doom I morally deplore . . .
From cellar gloom to stellar space
Let bards and beetles have their place.
poem by Robert William Service
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Rain Bath
Clouds was happly
Crying....
Smiley earth was
Take bath...!
If you are ready
At home put inside
Dresses...
To take rain bath
Rain bath
Reduse the body pain
And minor mentel
Dis order...
Some time given
Cold and running nose
With also free...
But don't miss
The rain bath
Enjoy the nature
Shaver...tap...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Creation
Wherever the dead are there they are and
Nothing more. But you and I can expect
To see angels in the meadowgrass that look
Like cows -
And wherever we are in paradise
in furnished room without bath and
six flights up
Is all God! We read
To one another, loving the sound of the s’s
Slipping up on the f’s and much is good
Enough to raise the hair on our heads, like Rilke and Wilfred Owen
Any person who loves another person,
Wherever in the world, is with us in this room -
Even though there are battlefields.
poem by Kenneth Patchen
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Music Man (The)
hey there mister music man
play your music like you did
last night when i saw you live
on fifth and amsterdam
hey there mister music man
spread your music 'cross the land
i'd follow you from here to there
just like you asked when i was there
but sadly i cant follow through
for my bestfriend is terminal
they say its name is Cancer
hey there mister music man
play your music spread your love,
like you did on 5th and amsterdam
would you come play for my friend
mister music man
play your music play every song you know
play them as you would for all
play them once for a thousand times
we'll put it on live tv
so the whole world can see
hey there mister music man
play your music
spread your love across the land
from here to there
make his last days worthy
as he falls into his dark sleep
hey there mister music man
play your music play your love
spread it far across the land
like the laughter of a baby
in a quiet room
like the laughter of a baby
in a quiet room
like the laughter of a baby
in a quiet room.
poem by David Thomas
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