Men

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THEY CALL THEM A MORON

THEY CALL THEM A MORON

How pathetically sad...

The Men they have spent years trying to make more feminine...

Thus...

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Fairies of the Flesh

Fairies of the Flesh

Bend it, twist it, crack it, break it
A woman’s limb is flesh counterfeit
Stretch the neck...

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The History of Hives

The History of Hives

Tired of toiling in golden dust,
To labor long in roles of trust,
They gazed upon the queenly...

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I hate their fucking eyes...

I hate their fucking eyes on me

A fork to a gun
A smile to a scowl
A whore to a nun
A bark to a growl

Bitch,...

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The Divorce

This is a fictional poem but it's reality for some men

The Divorce

When it happened, I was very angry and I was also stunned.
My wife filed for a divorce just because...

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IF THE MEN WON'T

IF THE MEN WON'T

Women are going to be holding the Chainsaws?

Going to the Mechanic?

Have to call a Plumber...

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How they like us

How they like us

They like us dead, tied to their bed
Anything else than to see us ahead
They like us small,...

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Lone walker

Shamrain - Raindrops

Lone walker

Lone walker through puddles of time
The sound of rain drops on the face

His mind is out of...

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Two Different Princes

Sloppy kisses that are disgusting
I still feel the ick on my glossy lips
You looked like...

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Foolhardy

Foolhardy

Powerful fin iridescent tail
Thing of beauty pearly pale
Happiest in waters to roam
...

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Man

Man

You kneel in vain
You deserve nothing more than my disdain
You infect the earth like a virus...

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WILL AND BILL

It was today that Will made out his will
The same time that Bill paid for his bill
Both...

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How many more men?

How many more men?

How many times do I have to do it to stop?
It’s a habit now I guess.
A routine.
Find...

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Serendipity

Good men are rare to find.
These gems hide from the rest of the world. So that they don't fall prey...

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It's my lads

The smallest room in the house,
Phew what a smell,
It smells so bad,
It's my lads,...

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RITA AND PETER AND SUE TOO

Let me tell you all about my friend Rita
She fell in love with a guy named Peter
He made his...