Shy All day…

Shy all day.
For a puff she will stay,

but her company doesn’t come cheap…

She’s vain,

and she’s shallow,

an athletic bedfellow.

She’s all yours,

til yv only got sleep…

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Method of Madness…

 

The Bandwagon’s in town,

the prey is your purse.

Nobody is safe,bandwagon

from hysterias curse.

You can scrub all you like,

you won’t get the “all clear”,

cos the Vultures get rich,

off the campaigns of smear.

 

 

 

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Geneva.

“Look at me! ¬†Look at me!”fame-clipart-woman-of-fame

The gangster does yell.

The social media Queen,

an Angel’s roommate in Hell.

The world needs to know her,

all must know she exists…

She’s loud and proud of her work,

and the Angel’s at risk.

 

 

 

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Monday…

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Coffee and a cigarette.

My day begins.

The teenage girl fluffs in front of the mirror,

looking beautiful.

Eyes roll as I tell her so.

The house is falling down around me.

Chaos reigns.

The unemployment line waits for me.

I’ll do that tomorrow.

I wonder what today will bring…

 

 

 

 

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Bloody Mary…

Mary, Mary, quite contrary,

how does your nose not grow?42248-All-Lies

It’s fabrications you tell,

plain deceit that you sell…

Truth always comes out,

don’t you know…

 

 

 

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Money…

Work hard all week

just to scrape by.

Rob Peter to pay Paul.

Sell this, sell that.

Penny pinch.

Budget.

Sacrifice.

And still, the wolf knocks at the door.

 

 

 

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Cuntstarbull patrol…

Twinkle twinkle like a star,

how I wonder what you are.

I see you shining through the night,

a sparkling drone in unmanned flight.

Twinkle twinkle sergeant droid

I hope I’m simply paranoid…

Jail bait…

 

If you lay down with dogs, you’ll wake up with fleas.

My lifestyle attracts lowlifes

like moths to a flame.

They hang around like bad smells,

waiting for a hit

eyes always looking for an earn.

The horse rides these people

they all have a price.

To associate with them

is to be a sitting duck.

Surrounded by P-eople…

I lay here and smokefc3557cadd22e46bc9298d1db0028308

as I think over things.

One particular person,

the agenda she brings…

She says shes my friend

as she flirts with my man,

She must think that I’m blind,

that I can’t see pretend.

Another female who gets right up my nose,

is a vain little moron
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obsessed with her clothes.

She doesn’t know manners,

she’s damn impolite.

Well, Gods gift to the world

wore my temper last night…

I think of the young guy

who visits most days,

He has low self esteem

and closet drug ways.images (6)

He sleeps in the graveyard,

finding comfort within,

thinking thoughts about dying,

and picking his skin.

I lay here and think,

of the folk who come here.

So many annoy me,

so few I hold dear.