Life Painted In Different Verses
Put on that hold smileThe one found in the ice of a bee holder,For many stories are still un-toadNo stairs, four frogs two jumped.
Life ease a bitchWhat about the dog?Heat takes two to tangleBut life became the victim.
For one to come and conk herOne ass to use one finger,Hour dreams are bigger than horseWe need to ride on time back.
When you want to watch and preyCheque your wrist to your palms.
War Like Sex
Air-craft and hell-melt
When my war-ship wanted her hole armour, bomb
The bat-and-lions in my gun rose with dear wings, hand claws.
She was farm like the mili-trees
Her hips can sub – my- rim and sharpen my sword.
My hand on the gun, so sure as cock, I trigged-her
She moan the loss of feelings rising.
Boom, Blood, her armour tank ass been this-flower
I will plant it in hay verse, slay hay and spear the verse.
War like sex, battle line is drawn
Hit is the survival, off the firth – test.
Deer miss star Dotun, you who pant like G-string
Every thin inn sketch-earth gives you core rage
To goal four five rounds with yore third leg,
This ass made you chairman of
You are like mourn-day morning
Your complex-shun feel me with goose pin pools.
You are a star, a man off the pea poo.
This is my heart-tributes for a living high corn like you.