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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 [...]

  Posted on Jan 21.10 to rambles   

• 3s Company

  You doggone right

  She’s full of herself.
  He took one look
  His neck crook
  Gestured a yep.
  Then she told him
  She needed some help
  “I’m tired of tooting my own horn”.
  So he blew it himself.
  He flirted with her flute
  And blew it to death
  She came in humming herself.
  Who you fooling?
  She pursued it herself.
  She’s the cougar
  So he’s playing gazelle
  And he’s doing it well
  She’s [...]

  Posted on Oct 07.09 to rambles   

• Animal Farm

  My mama said there would be days like this
  She aint say it was a rat race like this
  Slow trap for cheese, but hoodrats holler quick
  I kick it w/ my dogs who prefer the dark-meat chicks.
  Police escorts, pigs in four doors
  Napoleon complex, blue Ford Taurus
  This is Manor Farm, the man is slumlord
  Plantation 2.0, what you think [...]

  Posted on Aug 14.09 to rambles   

• Sinners Prayer

  He lived on the block like the rest of ‘em
  But he was a square block so they tested him
  His homeboys had no pops, lost to jail and sin
  Both his parents were at home, pops was reverend.
  He knew he couldn’t hang out with the “in kids”
  Yes he asked daily, just to hear “no” again
  His stay-at-home mom [...]

  Posted on Feb 19.09 to rambles   

• Act 1

  My life’s a play and I’m acting
  But my lines are getting tired.
  I play so many characters
  Can’t remember which one’s mines.
  This mask
  This guise
  I’m in denial.
  The dis is just a disguise
  Masquerade
  I miss the old me.
  I’m such a phony
  I tried, to be honest
  Till I saw hurt in her eyes
  So I lied, like a dog does
  Then my fleas turned [...]

  Posted on Feb 12.09 to rambles   

• Shoulda, Woulda, Coulda

  I shoulda been born rich with a silver spoon
  I woulda been the golden child, like Midas do
  I coulda had the green handed to me cleanly
  Instead I’m dirty Richard, trying to get filthy Richie.
  I shoulda built that tree-house in the backyard
  A kindergarten-penthouse, tell me that aint hard?
  It coulda still been standing while I sit and just [...]

  Posted on Oct 28.08 to rambles   

• Strong Dislike

  I know I shouldn’t use the word “hate”
  I’m tryin
  Mama said, you can’t say nothing nice
  Be quiet
  So I’ve been mime for weeks
  But this meekness aint me
  I’m tired of humble pie
  I’m not lion, but need meat
  I’m the nicest guy, um
  You ever gonne meet
  Till you hit my B side
  Slice and dice you like beets
  Tried to kill you with [...]

  Posted on Sep 05.08 to rambles