Chemistry Set Scientist...on the rise......sleep on this one in partic
its always about a female right?!
well indeed she has the vibe i want to touch with pure exotic pleasure intuition speaking sure tones to melodic measures bar for bar stroke for stroke she has the right size to fit into my world as a keystone to my treasure chest of rythem in rhyme
so i found the time to construct the foundation to my hidden premises a castle for my little witnesses insisted to postpone the spoken word for gab under my tongue im sure it'll last long enough to grow inside my chest until the perfect time plus i was influenced majorly by her design, she was fine
to say the least
so i wrote my life down inbetween the lines of her fine sheets
descreet? no need to be..
she had a major league swing to leadoff the line up
how can i be down?
where do i sign up?
am i in line to play on this field?
is it reserved for half a mill?
i was a walk on and earned the clean up position
the turn of the century a california angel was sent to me in the form of FAITH BECKER
i speak in four by like a tahoe in ryme form on the phone line or in a letter
no need for anger or regret
the story broke it down to be KISMET
the last ingredient to fit in my chemistry set
peace to the real poets...
(now you know who i be)
pseudonym...keep it fresh, never regurgitate.
haha mr marvelous...llokin for this reply huh...
your not real
your wack dude.
peace to the real poets
yEHA "U" Like Greasy Men........
That Bend from tha Back End.....
"AKA BOTH OV YAW SUCK"......
yo, they not knowin....they just are blind completely...peach?...i thought you would have guessed...guess not huh..well...who else says...
peace to the real poets
the bone collector? ill movie but um thats denzel's name.
The SleepyHeads eyes are forced open, with such force in fact, that they are, momentarily, shook for their housing.
Sore sockets from poetical rockets.
Questioning the use of keystone, but the oppurtunity for analogies is there.
Keep keeping on, but what else would you do?
But you thought NoHead knew.
(Um, a childish thought, Lincoln rhymes with stinking and I'm thinking that a prethought defense to immature attacks might be justified.) Lincoln though, likes, it's, um, Spiffy, so to speak. Then I guess you keep building.
your gettn slept on like you asked...
this is a very nice post...
i appreaceate this fine work of art displayed for me to read...
Who are you??
NIce little post,
i only read the title.....and my reply. is. .