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  • Taken (Take It)
    • Him: Yeah I know you're Taken, like Liam Neeson's daughter, but you want me to break it. Let me get this right, so there's no mistaken. Baby, back well-done, till your ribs is aching?
    • Her: I didn't say nathan, just turned adjacent, and started to shake it. He nicknamed me 'Andreas', for the way that I quake it. Last on his bucket list, a milf from MIL Buck naked.
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  • Again?

    So were talking again?
    Last night you said,
    “Its over and I aint coming over again!”
    I got a girl but
    I want your butt
    Just wait before you butt in again.

    No dont you leave me again
    Yes you’re the other woman but
    If you wait you’ll be the one that I’m with
    Its confusing
    Its a nuisance but
    Lets not lose it again.

    Oh were lovers again?
    I talked you out of walking out
    and now were in the covers again?
    It’s almost noon huh?
    I got to go soon hun
    My girl will be home in a minute.

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  • Last quatrain to Paris.

    Last quatrain to Paris.

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  • She calls me his first name, first thang in the morning. Drenched in my scent, like a bottle of “Parfum, Him”. But last night, she was hollering out my last name, gave my Johnson (& Johnson) his own surname. Knaw’mean?
    —  Moses, 3rd
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  • Metaphor carnivores  Vocabulary’s adversaries  Vegan-like with the vowels  Consume consonants rarely. Swallowing similes Our flow feasts on speech Eating Scrabble like apples And you’re a PC..
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    Metaphor carnivores 
    Vocabulary’s adversaries
    Vegan-like with the vowels
    Consume consonants rarely.
    Swallowing similes
    Our flow feasts on speech
    Eating Scrabble like apples
    And you’re a PC..

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  • He say, she say.
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  • Understandably Untitled

    Number one in my toolkit, #2 pencil
    Will.i.write out the box? They call me jump-fence Bill.

    I would’ve rhymed ‘stencil’, but that’s too simple
    You reap what you sew, so I needle nouns nimble.
    Alliteration as absurd as abnormal AdSense words
    Aka the Mad Adder of adjectives and adverbs.
    Last name Smith, first name Wordsword

    I eat nouns now & later hors d’oeuvre verbs.

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  • In the spoken word circuit, wordgasmic wordsmiths are considered especially infamous. On Twitter, the analyze left 2 creative writers who pen these rhymes are members of an elite squad known as the @DopePoets. These are their stories.
    — @mosaeus @missbrittab @khalilahyasmin @jonubian @wordsmithspeaks @kojobaffoe @nappypoet @muzeness @thejlv @seary1 @LifeofSubstance 
  • Silence of the Yams

    Every time I look up
    She be smelling sweet
    Like a honey-bee to nectar
    Good enough to eat
    Lemme be Hannibal Lecter
    Starling you’re Clarise
    Tryna to silence all my efforts
    While I mash, those.

  • Men lie, Women lie.

    W-2’s don’t
    Friday night you in the ‘W’
    Balling, straight fronting.
    By Monday night, you in trouble-you
    Bawling, ramen noodles munching
    And they say that money talks,
    Whatchu talking Willis? Nothing.

    Men lie, women lie
    Report cards truth.
    Your kid’s in A+ clothes
    But he’s F’in up in school.
    He’s as dumb as, such a mule
    Jack as, just a tool
    And he’s making one of you
    Stupid is as stupid do’s.

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  • So Bowser

    I’m a boss in this game, Bowser.
    I bet the neighbors know my name, lauder.
    Your old lady calls me baby, powder.
    She’s open for me, but clams for you, chowder.
    Silence is golden, her platinum screams, louder.
    Three’s company, so don’t crowd us.
    You call her ‘sweet thang’, your game’s sour.
    We karma sutra till the future, hours.

  • I lived on BlackPlanet, but that was kinda racist
    Never MySpace’d it, or p-p-poked Facebooks
    You gonne write a real blog, or you just playing Twit?
    On to the Nexus One, Google Buzz beta..

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  • Black history, White T

    They say the blacker the berry
    The sweeter the juice.
    I say our melanin skin
    Tends to blend with the bruise
    And marinate in its confusion.
    They labeled us “useless”
    But for (four) hundred years
    They slaved and abused us.
    Then traded us for new ones.
    No need for gift receipts
    They breed us just to make new sons.
    Beat, pulped and juiced us
    Stripped of Vitamin B (free)
    And left we malnourished and foolish. 

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  • ABC’s of Alliteration

    Assuming is for asinine analysts always angry and anguishing about augmented reality with aims to advance their alterior motives.

    Backwards bigots blaming Blacks for being bottom-dwellers is blasphemous at best. Bloody bumbaclot bastards, boo!

    Caniving cliche country chicks can cock-a-doodle-doo cash cows from countless (charitable) C-list celebrities.

    Dictators delve in dimly dark dens, doing dastardly deeds & directly dodging do-gooders daily, like draft dodgers.


    ..to be continued