I'm a girl trapped in a womans body. I love words and the pictures they paint. I write poems, prose, short stories, lyrics, dittys... I started writing poems at 15 and kept on doing it.
And the rain rained much longer and harder and wetter,
The drowning of rats and the drenching of men,
The thunder destroyed what we heard in the maelstrom,
The pounding and crashing again and again.
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I wasn’t born to work you know,
Not like a snail is born to slime,
Pecuniary incarceration.....
That should be a crime!
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I won't take it from you,
FROM YOU! !
You raven hearted fiend,
Who only speaks the sticky words
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Chef! Don't say we didn't warn you,
Please don't claim it isn't so,
You were caught on hidden camera
And you really have to go.
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He had a wife and loved her, maybe for a year or so,
Until Sarah came a calling, now poor Grace, she had to go.
Well it's a risky business murder, not as easy as you think,
But for Sarah's touch he'll risk it, for her skin that's soft and pink.
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