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Molly's a Little Little Tipsy By Molly Kruger LOOKING AT THE SUN THROUGH A BEER BOTTLE IS LIKE LOOKING AT THE WORLD THROUGH ROSE COLORED GLASSES- EVERYTHING LOOKS ALL WONKY AND COOL BUT IT'S NOT Stickmen By Jonathan Wichmann Stickmen Stickmen separating stickmen Hammering control myths When control belongs to chaos Classes and pigeonholes The stickmen all believe Make an idol to follow Become an ideal That never existed at all Stickmen molding stickmen Bending the body Bending the mind Messing with the hole of a head The void of a soul Stickmen rules for stickmen gods Justice and democracy All an illusion Unconscious stickmen Clones of the global mold Kill a stickmen Watch another fill its place Another meaningless grain of sand Game of a single rule Nothing matters Crush this anthill No one will care Especially not the stickmen |
Untitled by Robin Davis there was an ocean of blood a sea of blackness The night was still waiting for daybreak to greet the new day unmet with new wonders for some old pains for others devastation to us all there was a secret no one was to know but some forbidden soul went and deceived us all The Day I Did IT plagiarized by James Bordewick The sky was dark The moon was high All alone, just her and I her skin so soft her legs so fine I ran my finger down her spine I didn't know how But I tried my best I started placing my hand on her breast I remember my feat, my fast beating heart But slowly she spread her legs apart And then I did it I felt no shame All at once the white stuff came At last I was finished it's all over now My first time ever Milking A Cow!!!! |
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