by Rosemarie Rowley |
Categories:
angel, career, caregiving, class, dedication,
THE MAD SECRETARY
Hunched over the computer, I am mystical,
With mental white gloves and a karate belt -
A daylight cursor, but on my bicycle,
A word and energy transformer, a flickering Celt.
Such metaphysics I can make into sensation,
Turned into binary formulae by the boss,
My passion is for punctuation-
But the lingua franca doesn’t give a toss.
I see the point. I accommodate the pause.
I rinse the cups and make the coffee sweet,
I am saving myself for this man of laws,
Of Brehon provenance, who will entreat
Me to be his love, his partner and co-genitor,
Of a life graph, where he can trust the monitor.
(c) Rosemarie Rowley
From IN MEMORY OF HER (2008)
by Autry Emanuel |
Categories:
thank you,
Thrusting my love inside of your body
loving every touch of you
i feel like i am in ecstacy
you feel so damn good to me
your body on mine your breast so divine
as we make love i could do it for some time
i just want to be inside you thats how close i want to be
i desire you so much every day
as you bounce your *** up and down i hear angels in the background
a chorus as they sing as your bells i ring
with my tounge i go in to tingle your body
with my dick your back bent like your doing karate
i hit each and every g spot until you lose your breath for a moment
we cum together in unity
you are a beast in the sheets
by Sillytoy Boys |
Categories:
angst, anti bullying, child abuse, crush, first love, love hurts, truth,
I went to karate to learn how to kick
And there I found a super sweet chick
I wanted her to give me a lick
So I axe kicked in half a large stack of brick
Before I could brag my sensei asked for a meeting
In the back room with uncomfortable seating
He said my kicks were so EPIC I must have been cheating
So do me a favor before i give you a beating
Raise up your leg and show me those feet
I want to see what i'm about to eat
After that i was always late for karate
Cause I stay home all day gaming in glee
"At least my video games aren't hungry for me"
by Carl Mckever |
Categories:
faith, food, friendship, me, me, , cute,
You are my friends
Way until the end.
I love you very much
For your tender loving touch.
You make me feel new
And always give me kisses too!
Don''t feel to shy
Cause this no lie.
You can touch, taste, and feel
Which just makes me squeal.
You give me great pleasure
That I have found the treasure.
The treasure is you
And it shines bright too!
You make me feel sad
But I know I will be glad.
I think you are cute
You whistle like a flute.
Sometimes I feel I''m a nobody
So I decided to learn Karate.
by Nick Armbrister Jimmy Boom Semtex |
Categories:
child, growth, prejudice,
Age 3
Think of the child age 3 what she will do when she’s older
Who will be annoy who will she love where will she work
What will her mum think of her the bosses in work
Not to mention family members who’re older
Know so much more and those rival friends
Who name call pull hair bite scratch bully
The gal can learn karate to grow in and out
Becoming a black belt teacher and leader
Protecting not just herself but others
All this in her future what of age 3?