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I just wanna live the life I please
I don’t want no enemies
I don’t want nothing if I have to fake it

Never take nothing don’t belong to me
Everything’s paid for nothing is free
If I give my heart
Will you promise not to break it

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Free In Art
by Nathy Dulanto Bernuy

How can I stand here and be focused
When all I can think of is Art
My mind is lost somewhere else
Because my thoughts are flying to another place
You tried to bring me back to reality
You said art is a waste of time
You can’t define me I choose this way
We are not the same
This is my happiness
We are different, we express ourselves differently
And we are free to do that,
That’s why it’s Art
Why can’t people understand?
Art set me free, made me forget all the bad things
Art is my all, it’s my way to be

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The Dog
by Ogden Nash

The truth I do not stretch or shove
When I state that the dog is full of love.
I’ve also found, by actual test,
A wet dog is the lovingest.

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An App a Day
by Ralph Monday

She said he didn’t know how
to love.
No problem–downloaded a
Love app and made like Valentino.
Not satisfied, she sighed that he
lacked sensitivity.
So…hit Google and felt, like an
Alaskan snow crab dipped in
drawn butter, the curing call–Dr. Phil
Sensitive Male App.
Didn’t help with chick flicks.
Did help with fake tears, cheerleaders,
Cheerios.
Which troubled her commitment
detection feelers.
Found an app for that, buck fifty,
on ITunes, inspiration for facebooking
an old parking pad to seek counsel.
She happily sent a link to an advice
app hidden deep in Pipl,
but by this stage he had forgotten
why he had sought the first three.
By the time his memory app cleared
Homeland Security he lost the password
to the Ipad, went to An App a Day,
discovered that she had downloaded
the Coming Out App.

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“Readiness to answer any question is an infallible sign of stupidity”

Saul Bellow on the role certain churchmen assume for themselves

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Hummingbirds, honey pie, whoa, love like this

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Flavors of My Mind
Ken Allan Dronsfield

Contempt in a shaded gray
virtuous omnipotent pinks
rally through the green ivy
vines of feted consciousness.
Vanilla violet paths follow
the blood-red rivers while
blue-black chambers ignite
white flying herds of nerds.
Preposterous nerves on fire,
graciously curtsy to a queen
of tangerine smiles all the while
kicking a yellow ball of dreams.
I’m a dark silver starlight orb
bouncing through the galaxy in
a purple frock mocked by Odin.
Righteous blame, red once again.
Holler from a mountain of shame,
on a whirling grain of golden sand
a sufferance of pious blue proclivity
Banging drums in a peppermint band.

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this songs a little different
it aint spent
and it aint used
so little darlin
this one’s for you…

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We are often prevented from appreciating aphorisms
proving the falseness of the virtues by our excessive
readiness to believe that in our own case these are genuine.

La Rochefoucauld

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I can dream …

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I posted this just now in a poem thread
and thought it should get a wider viewing
so here it is … I hope I have done the right thing.

Please Master
by Allen Ginsberg

Please master can I touch your cheeck
please master can I kneel at your feet
please master can I loosen your blue pants
please master can I gaze at your golden haired belly
please master can I have your thighs bare to my eyes
please master can I take off my clothes below your chair
please master can I can I kiss your ankles and soul
please master can I touch lips to your hard muscle hairless thigh
please master can I lay my ear pressed to your stomach
please master can I wrap my arms around your white ass
please master can I lick your groin gurled with blond soft fur
please master can I touch my tongue to your rosy asshole
please master may I pass my face to your balls,
please master order me down on the floor,
please master tell me to lick your thick shaft
please master put your rough hands on my bald hairy skull
please master press my mouth to your prick-heart
please master press my face into your belly, pull me slowly strong thumbed
till your dumb hardness fills my throat to the base
till I swallow and taste your delicate flesh-hot prick barrel veined Please
Mater push my shoulders away and stare in my eyes, & make me bend over
the table
please master grab my thighs and lift my ass to your waist
please master your hand’s rough stroke on my neck your palm down to my
backside
please master push me, my feet on chairs, till my hole feels the breath of
your spit and your thumb stroke
please master make my say Please Master Fuck me now Please
Master grease my balls and hairmouth with sweet vaselines
please master stroke your shaft with white creams
please master touch your cock head to my wrinkled self-hole
please master push it in gently, your elbows enwrapped round my breast
your arms passing down to my belly, my penis you touch w/ your fingers
please master shove it in me a little, a little, a little,
please master sink your droor thing down my behind
& please master make me wiggle my rear to eat up the prick trunk
till my asshalfs cuddle your thighs, my back bent over,
till I’m alone sticking out, your sword stuck throbbing in me
please master pull out and slowly roll onto the bottom
please master lunge it again, and withdraw the tip
please please master fuck me again with your self, please fuck me Please
Master drive down till it hurts me the softness the
Softness please master make love to my ass, give body to center, & fuck me
for good like a girl,
tenderly clasp me please master I take me to thee,
& drive in my belly your selfsame sweet heat-rood
you fingered in solitude Denver or Brooklyn or fucked in a maiden in Paris
carlots
please master drive me thy vehicle, body of love drops, sweat fuck
body of tenderness, Give me your dogh fuck faster
please master make me go moan on the table
Go moan O please master do fuck me like that
in your rhythm thrill-plunge & pull-back-bounce & push down
till I loosen my asshole a dog on the table yelping with terror delight to be
loved
Please master call me a dog, an ass beast, a wet asshole,
& fuck me more violent, my eyes hid with your palms round my skull
& plunge down in a brutal hard lash thru soft drip-fish
& throb thru five seconds to spurt out your semen heat
over & over, bamming it in while I cry out your name I do love you
please Master.

May 1968

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Please Master
by Allen Ginsberg

Please master can I touch your cheeck
please master can I kneel at your feet
please master can I loosen your blue pants
please master can I gaze at your golden haired belly
please master can I have your thighs bare to my eyes
please master can I take off my clothes below your chair
please master can I can I kiss your ankles and soul
please master can I touch lips to your hard muscle hairless thigh
please master can I lay my ear pressed to your stomach
please master can I wrap my arms around your white ass
please master can I lick your groin gurled with blond soft fur
please master can I touch my tongue to your rosy asshole
please master may I pass my face to your balls,
please master order me down on the floor,
please master tell me to lick your thick shaft
please master put your rough hands on my bald hairy skull
please master press my mouth to your prick-heart
please master press my face into your belly, pull me slowly strong thumbed
till your dumb hardness fills my throat to the base
till I swallow and taste your delicate flesh-hot prick barrel veined Please
Mater push my shoulders away and stare in my eyes, & make me bend over
the table
please master grab my thighs and lift my ass to your waist
please master your hand’s rough stroke on my neck your palm down to my
backside
please master push me, my feet on chairs, till my hole feels the breath of
your spit and your thumb stroke
please master make my say Please Master Fuck me now Please
Master grease my balls and hairmouth with sweet vaselines
please master stroke your shaft with white creams
please master touch your cock head to my wrinkled self-hole
please master push it in gently, your elbows enwrapped round my breast
your arms passing down to my belly, my penis you touch w/ your fingers
please master shove it in me a little, a little, a little,
please master sink your droor thing down my behind
& please master make me wiggle my rear to eat up the prick trunk
till my asshalfs cuddle your thighs, my back bent over,
till I’m alone sticking out, your sword stuck throbbing in me
please master pull out and slowly roll onto the bottom
please master lunge it again, and withdraw the tip
please please master fuck me again with your self, please fuck me Please
Master drive down till it hurts me the softness the
Softness please master make love to my ass, give body to center, & fuck me
for good like a girl,
tenderly clasp me please master I take me to thee,
& drive in my belly your selfsame sweet heat-rood
you fingered in solitude Denver or Brooklyn or fucked in a maiden in Paris
carlots
please master drive me thy vehicle, body of love drops, sweat fuck
body of tenderness, Give me your dogh fuck faster
please master make me go moan on the table
Go moan O please master do fuck me like that
in your rhythm thrill-plunge & pull-back-bounce & push down
till I loosen my asshole a dog on the table yelping with terror delight to be
loved
Please master call me a dog, an ass beast, a wet asshole,
& fuck me more violent, my eyes hid with your palms round my skull
& plunge down in a brutal hard lash thru soft drip-fish
& throb thru five seconds to spurt out your semen heat
over & over, bamming it in while I cry out your name I do love you
please Master.

May 1968

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An acoustic version of Cyndi Lauper by a bloke !

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aka Daisy May

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my comments have now been amended
a lapsus calami

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