*****THE CREATION OF A PUSSY*****
Seven wise men with knowledge so fine...
Some say my dear, our lives first appeared...
That we were two cells, ebbing in goo, where the...
A Poet's inquiry
When you write your Prose do you hold your nose or...
Chillen at my house I'm so high in my head zone
I don't even know what to do or what to get, no...
Saturday night upon me again,
its time to tackle the lions den...
I am not a poet,
I am a dancer...
Tiddles gets caught in the rain (syntuit)
suzie smirks and asks...
In case you want to listen while reading:
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I lived the High Life with regrets!
Yes, but I died to the low life! I fed upon life's...
It is only through the eyes
that you may come to realize...
Yo, tell me your desires, let me be the page,
Where you write your dreams, every want and rage...
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