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Baby Oil At The Commissary

Dedicated To Puff Daddy

Baby Oil At The Commissary

Diddy!
Good News

They sell baby oil
in the commissary

You may want
to...

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Barely Touching

With tips of fingers
barely
touching but still,
each one
feeling every fine...

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The voice

Who am i

I am the rhyme the voice that comes from deep within . I can hear a needle drop when I sit and sing. Please...

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What did I see

Angel

What did I see

There’s an angel right in front of me just standing there staring at me. I wonder what he or she thinks of...

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Clean Sheets

Those fresh laundered sheets
of hers
were a time limited pleasure ..
Enjoyed
...

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Life

What is the meaning

I woke up this morning with everything to live for waiting for the postman to knock on the door. I look...

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SOUNDS LIKE AN INVITATION...

SOUNDS LIKE AN INVITATION TO ME

It doesn't matter if you deface Washington DC?

It doesn't matter if you sucker punch an old old...

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THIRST

NOTHING CAN STOP ME FROM WANTING YOU

THIRST

When I'm sad and lonely
I always think of you
Pretending you are with me
Encouraging...

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An Ode to Inspiration

An Ode to Inspiration

To this word that flows off the tongue so well,
To the one that has freed me from my own personal...

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Silence

A broken heart,

Silence

Silence
is a woman's
loudest cry.
If she is speechless,
her heart is too...

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Mendiants de la Vie

Mendiants de la Vie

Le mendiant quĂŞte son pain pour survivre,
Mais implorer pour sa santé, c...

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Queen of the Golden Quill

Queen of the Golden Quill

Egyptian mystic
Queen of the golden quill
Pharaoh pheromone seducing moon
Black velvet...

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Blame It on Saint Malo

Saint Marlo is in France & really quite beautiful

Saint Malo, is where
I found truth ..
But where I also left
my innocence
and...

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Fuck Ann Summers

Non Brits may not get this one either .. for those that don...


Fuck Ann Summers
let’s make out with a feather,
a couple of oysters
a handful...

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THE ANTHEM OF MY SOUL

THE ANTHEM OF MY SOUL

Never before have I seen
The sun in all its brightness,
The moon in all it glory,
And...

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Awakening the sleeping lion.

So many problems around us. But sort the UK first

Awakening the sleeping lion!

In a world ablaze with strife and fear,
Where nations brandish...