aka

every time i spoke to you,made me smile
though us done that has been a while
feels like the dist bw us increases by the mile
without you i gotta jump in the river nile

spoken since kids were we
if everything is so clear why cant i see?
i know this poem sucks ,it makes me pee
if it were online i would do dot dot dee{:D}

i apologized for mistakes that were yours and mine
i dont give no fuck as long as its all fine
but every thing has a limit i dont want you to cross the line
coz i dont wanna end up drinking whiskey and wine

if u look at it i gave you more than 50 reasons
if its time u wantill give you all the seasons
this sucks i cant come up with a line to rhyme with the above two
this language sucks for the words are so few

we can make this work hteres too many ways
why do ppl measure sex in base?
i know i am talking crap and u want to slap my face
so i am gonna run away now with a very high pace

a song for the dopers

its a bloody song
donno whats so amazing about it
feels like wine inside my head

dont catch me wrong
ive feel like ive fallen in a golden pit
or like a pornstar jumped onto my bed

its like dumbasses smoking bong
who on their whacked asses all day sit
with eyes forever like deep hell red

on their door are cops;goes the bell ding dong
unknown about the danger on them is a joint lit
then broke the door did officer ned

threw by suprise threw the dopers their bong
away taken are they from their lives
from their weed and from their beloved mit

backs....no remorse

study real hard and you will be real successful
says every loser with a life fruitful

drink every day untill you throw up in the night
says every fucked up mitian whos completely outta sight

he has backs counted by the tens
yet he goes to the exams without pens
hence is his score a small multiple of ones

yet he lives his life without shame ;yet no remorse
thrown on him is a ton of blame;yet no remorse
leads his life lacking fame;yet no remorse

coz he has a thing too many called back
but he faces it proving that hes got a sack

the anti love

in this world is a thing
donno what is it;how it looks like;ppl call it love
it sucks to the core untill the morning four

it smells like a rotten chicken wing
pepole know it;ppl like it;ppl despise it how
kicks your joy outta the door;makes your life very sore

it operates within a crappy ring
others still buy it;so desperate to try it now
the worst is a lot much more;its like fire in your hearts pore

about it have dumb ass poets sing
they praise it;dudes die in it makes me wonder how
makes you tore;kicks you to mangalore

there is but one cure hatred
lets just try it;hte only cure to the diseased dove
like the devil did before;join handa united as a whore

why am i so fucked??

i realised if there was a term as fuched as poppie guess it would be the best idiom ever....of late feels like my life is falling apart and i am laughing bout it...its like i can see all but lack the stones to do something about it...seriously damm

if ever shalt i be unfucked i shall remember this day for ever