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ABe©eDarian
∞☆∵𓋹☯ॐ☮ღ∴★∞
Need the cheese and cheese can’t sell me.
Please don’t cancel me.
I’m not the most financially industrious,
at least thus far
in having turned my contributions
and value in this world
into money.
I wonder Honey.
Some do steal my thunder Bunny.
Crumbs.
I’m under one or sunny.
Cookie crumble runny.
Tablescrapping and breadcrumbing me’s not funny,
as I wonder what becomes free in a country.
I don’t want to give free love and have them hunt me.
People’ve been predators of my tummy.
Credit or editors trust me.
If I wanna be in your custody and you trust me,
then you don’t disgust me.
Will you please entrust me?
Will help instruct you and luckily instruct me.
Let me put this bluntly…
I don’t want to be Al Bundy.
Be a pal, lift me up and don’t dump me.
Wouldn’t want to drop you from the plum tree.
Glad to have you in front of me.
Come love me.
Need some company free to be a company.
Seeded from one penny you can accompany.
To be just, we must agree.
We’ll justify the just of me.
Abundance and pungency.
No fighting, no biting or I button me.
It’s becoming something to see.
Something unique.
I run to the one thing that summons me.
Nothing about gluttony.
Button up or cutting it up suddenly.
I don’t get up to get cut into redundancy.
That’s the fact and that’s the summary.
In fact I’m more than somewhat hungry.
Haven’t had luxury.
Bugs and bees and buggery, some somewhat suck on me.
Back to recovery, you’ll cover me.
What would another see?
Thorough and not perfunctory.
This love and discovery.
Please don’t cancel me.
I’m not the most financially industrious,
at least thus far
in having turned my contributions
and value in this world
into money.
I wonder Honey.
Some do steal my thunder Bunny.
Crumbs.
I’m under one or sunny.
Cookie crumble runny.
Tablescrapping and breadcrumbing me’s not funny,
as I wonder what becomes free in a country.
I don’t want to give free love and have them hunt me.
People’ve been predators of my tummy.
Credit or editors trust me.
If I wanna be in your custody and you trust me,
then you don’t disgust me.
Will you please entrust me?
Will help instruct you and luckily instruct me.
Let me put this bluntly…
I don’t want to be Al Bundy.
Be a pal, lift me up and don’t dump me.
Wouldn’t want to drop you from the plum tree.
Glad to have you in front of me.
Come love me.
Need some company free to be a company.
Seeded from one penny you can accompany.
To be just, we must agree.
We’ll justify the just of me.
Abundance and pungency.
No fighting, no biting or I button me.
It’s becoming something to see.
Something unique.
I run to the one thing that summons me.
Nothing about gluttony.
Button up or cutting it up suddenly.
I don’t get up to get cut into redundancy.
That’s the fact and that’s the summary.
In fact I’m more than somewhat hungry.
Haven’t had luxury.
Bugs and bees and buggery, some somewhat suck on me.
Back to recovery, you’ll cover me.
What would another see?
Thorough and not perfunctory.
This love and discovery.
ABe©eDarian
∞☆∵𓋹☯ॐ☮ღ∴★∞
Are the official record books right?
What do the crooks write?
What it is or what it looks like?
What the records show when they tell the truth,
or what the records suggest while they’re fake?
What a piece of cake.
For heaven’s sake lending hands to who bakes,
or eat it too while you take?
If nothing’s what it truly wanted to give
why’s it having all the thanks?
Be glad what’s in a calling to do
or just glad what’s in the bank?
A heart that had to be all followed through
just had to be what sank.
Too good to be a flower in bloom,
too bad to be a snake.
Which one gets the ache?
What is at stake?
Can I make a lot off of the piece that breaks,
or at least a piece of what breaks?
The pizza’s awake.
Crystal clear with little fear
or dismal tears and Jesus erased?
The need is too great,
so the seeds will have to wait.
The greedy love late.
Update some weight on the plate of the state.
Maybe I’m the waste, and maybe I’m the gate.
Taste the fate. What have you ate?
We evaluate your value and rate
and watch two sides retaliate.
Validly I validate.
I mean to clean the salad slate rapidly.
What would you extrapolate?
Happily my apples ate.
Actually a natural mate.
So the answer is no. Straight.
The foes going low with the hate,
not knowing my nature or knowing my name.
Like me falling on call when it’s all going the same.
Closing up the pride just to open the shame.
Everyone they’re hoping to blame.
Won’t comply with being a supply for their game.
Some try with a claim.
Look what I was and look what I’ve became.
In the middle got so tame and defamed.
Why should I be ashamed I exclaim.
Now you have to have sex with a frame.
I’m not your next flame.
Won’t believe what I’m earning cause I’m burning down your acclaim.
How did we learn to be so lame?
The worms go up and take aim.
Got what you chose and got what you gain.
Abusing makes for losing all the brains.
What remains but remains
and all they contain?
What more you want to obtain?
I come through with sun and I come through with rain.
The gift of what’s sane.
Was calling me crazy how they maintain?
What an A game.
Hey, hey, we're the monkeys maimed.
What a money drain.
Honey, I’m the angle, I’m in pain.
Will the angels be in chains?
Don’t want you all tangled up in your veins.
Get on the train.
After all the insanity and after all the strain.
It calls for change, now I came.
Something to put myself into and hang.
Sang about the dangling fangs.
Handle it alone and handle it with a gang.
Have we rang both Yin and Yang?
How big is it? Bring about the bang.
Feigning indifference or ringing out in Maine.
Some shouting out in range.
Louder now, it’s strange.
Turn another page.
Fu©k this stage and fu©k this cage,
suck out my rage.
Dang.
What do the crooks write?
What it is or what it looks like?
What the records show when they tell the truth,
or what the records suggest while they’re fake?
What a piece of cake.
For heaven’s sake lending hands to who bakes,
or eat it too while you take?
If nothing’s what it truly wanted to give
why’s it having all the thanks?
Be glad what’s in a calling to do
or just glad what’s in the bank?
A heart that had to be all followed through
just had to be what sank.
Too good to be a flower in bloom,
too bad to be a snake.
Which one gets the ache?
What is at stake?
Can I make a lot off of the piece that breaks,
or at least a piece of what breaks?
The pizza’s awake.
Crystal clear with little fear
or dismal tears and Jesus erased?
The need is too great,
so the seeds will have to wait.
The greedy love late.
Update some weight on the plate of the state.
Maybe I’m the waste, and maybe I’m the gate.
Taste the fate. What have you ate?
We evaluate your value and rate
and watch two sides retaliate.
Validly I validate.
I mean to clean the salad slate rapidly.
What would you extrapolate?
Happily my apples ate.
Actually a natural mate.
So the answer is no. Straight.
The foes going low with the hate,
not knowing my nature or knowing my name.
Like me falling on call when it’s all going the same.
Closing up the pride just to open the shame.
Everyone they’re hoping to blame.
Won’t comply with being a supply for their game.
Some try with a claim.
Look what I was and look what I’ve became.
In the middle got so tame and defamed.
Why should I be ashamed I exclaim.
Now you have to have sex with a frame.
I’m not your next flame.
Won’t believe what I’m earning cause I’m burning down your acclaim.
How did we learn to be so lame?
The worms go up and take aim.
Got what you chose and got what you gain.
Abusing makes for losing all the brains.
What remains but remains
and all they contain?
What more you want to obtain?
I come through with sun and I come through with rain.
The gift of what’s sane.
Was calling me crazy how they maintain?
What an A game.
Hey, hey, we're the monkeys maimed.
What a money drain.
Honey, I’m the angle, I’m in pain.
Will the angels be in chains?
Don’t want you all tangled up in your veins.
Get on the train.
After all the insanity and after all the strain.
It calls for change, now I came.
Something to put myself into and hang.
Sang about the dangling fangs.
Handle it alone and handle it with a gang.
Have we rang both Yin and Yang?
How big is it? Bring about the bang.
Feigning indifference or ringing out in Maine.
Some shouting out in range.
Louder now, it’s strange.
Turn another page.
Fu©k this stage and fu©k this cage,
suck out my rage.
Dang.
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ABe©eDarian
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Hoping.
Someone to love
that can let me open.
We could have plenty eloping.
Never empty, I’m choking
until I breathe with the soap in.
I guess they’d call it doping.
Appalling to a slow thing.
All that I’m knowing.
I’m falling, all that’s flowing.
A cat growing.
Maybe nobody knows what I’m sowing.
Sowing seeds to be throwing.
Throwing up is blowing.
That would suck to fu©k a foe and
go to the show never showing.
Why I can't have a private life, white snowing.
I might go in,
I might go out.
Or stay in to stay out.
A way out of owing.
No doubt to the dough and
no ands buts or ifs
about a gift glowing.
If I lift what’s low and no crowing.
If I get to everything,
then everything gets to me.
Let me bring the tree.
Your ring, it’s me.
Where you going?
What were we owning?
I guess it’s just a boning
to put the bone in.
Now you can leave me alone and
believe me, even phoning.
No call waiting, no cloning.
Only one of me with various tones and
didn’t love me when I’m groaning.
Were mad at me for my smiles.
Think it’s all for your miles of moaning.
Oh, your bloating.
Did you really carry the load in?
Just wanted support I’m supposing.
Which I want to give to who’s not just posing.
Nothing wrong with a pose or your dozing
if you love me for my peaceful dosing.
Yet that’s not why I’m chosen.
Climb me now, I’m toasting.
I wonder if to you it’s thought to be boasting
just to know things.
You poor thing, ho sing.
Marry me or marry my potion.
It’s not merry to various fortunes
amongst tons of extortion
from a sex portion.
No such thing as the next best abortion.
As if I’m hoarding.
As if I’m in court reporting recordings
of any sort I’m not sorting.
Oh lord, sing.
So ignore my ring.
And ignore my rings and don’t answer.
Ignore the door you dancer.
Who would choose cancer?
Did I have a chance or was I a temporary option?
Hit me then bring the cops in.
Oh Mary Poppins.
A spoonful of shopping,
and the hood you’re robbing.
What could the sure have in common?
The ring around a rosy robin.
Yet you chose me to be sobbing.
Know me? Nodding.
Own me or owe me then shot and
aww damn.
Bring back the god and
goddamn.
How odd to be even again.
You just weren’t believing my hand,
or my sure footedness fam.
Goodness again.
The shouldless sham
on the should list of Sam.
Green eggs and ham.
Scrambled now, scram.
Yes I am.
Gave you the best of me Ma’am.
The rest love me, bam.
A Nestlé gram.
Honest, nest l.e. lamb.
Law enforcement fan.
Not endorsement of glam.
Oh slam.
Want the delivery but got no stamp.
Go be a lamp.
Fragile, agile, must be an Italian tramp.
Must be dusty in the custody of a ramp
pampered with no plan.
A gift, I know I stand.
Has nothing to do with a tan.
For what is said is due I won’t do it again.
Fluidly jam.
It is my song, don’t belong to your hand.
Why can’t we launder the land?
Off to yonder with yams.
Why I am.
Trying it dry and trying it damp.
Flash past your past and ask your gramps.
A future sutured to a camp.
See my amplifier and what’s higher,
higher than your amphetamine
and the head I mean to man.
Just wanted to green what I ran.
So lone feet on your crayon,
colorfully and fully flame fanned.
Dunno about the sand.
Loitering and littering.
Litterboxes, pan.
Pandora flashing the brand.
A fast lasting clan.
Think it’s ink to print out the scan.
Hug the drug, love Dan.
Just enough of too much of a man.
And a touch of not enough of stuff once again.
The blood of trusted yet rusty cans
above a band.
What to be and something to pee in in a van.
Or have we had enough of Ativan?
Glad again.
Too mad of the banishment ban.
Hand ‘em into hands
of the Dramamine Stan.
A channel handles chants.
Pants on the ants,
then cancel the can’ts.
I’d like to grant you all the grants.
Fancy rants romancing what to be again.
Something, one thing and?
Loving getting hummed on by a wife.
A hummer for life span.
Humming’s not a scam.
But they got a camera they gotta cram.
Oh flam.
Flimmer in Japan.
Simmer, dimmer, trans,
then never began.
Forever see cyan.
Liminal with minimal mammals named Leanne.
Peter pumpkin eater Fran.
The Cisco Kid that can.
Won’t because of rams
the cousins buzz again.
Love a hand.
Thanksgiving giving thanks and then?
Thanks again.
Rank all my glands.
Tangled up but spangled, the angels are grand.
Take an angle, got so bland
in my own homeland.
Guess I’m an unknown man.
Got close, closed, arose again.
Closing’s so damned
in the clothing program.
Someone to love
that can let me open.
We could have plenty eloping.
Never empty, I’m choking
until I breathe with the soap in.
I guess they’d call it doping.
Appalling to a slow thing.
All that I’m knowing.
I’m falling, all that’s flowing.
A cat growing.
Maybe nobody knows what I’m sowing.
Sowing seeds to be throwing.
Throwing up is blowing.
That would suck to fu©k a foe and
go to the show never showing.
Why I can't have a private life, white snowing.
I might go in,
I might go out.
Or stay in to stay out.
A way out of owing.
No doubt to the dough and
no ands buts or ifs
about a gift glowing.
If I lift what’s low and no crowing.
If I get to everything,
then everything gets to me.
Let me bring the tree.
Your ring, it’s me.
Where you going?
What were we owning?
I guess it’s just a boning
to put the bone in.
Now you can leave me alone and
believe me, even phoning.
No call waiting, no cloning.
Only one of me with various tones and
didn’t love me when I’m groaning.
Were mad at me for my smiles.
Think it’s all for your miles of moaning.
Oh, your bloating.
Did you really carry the load in?
Just wanted support I’m supposing.
Which I want to give to who’s not just posing.
Nothing wrong with a pose or your dozing
if you love me for my peaceful dosing.
Yet that’s not why I’m chosen.
Climb me now, I’m toasting.
I wonder if to you it’s thought to be boasting
just to know things.
You poor thing, ho sing.
Marry me or marry my potion.
It’s not merry to various fortunes
amongst tons of extortion
from a sex portion.
No such thing as the next best abortion.
As if I’m hoarding.
As if I’m in court reporting recordings
of any sort I’m not sorting.
Oh lord, sing.
So ignore my ring.
And ignore my rings and don’t answer.
Ignore the door you dancer.
Who would choose cancer?
Did I have a chance or was I a temporary option?
Hit me then bring the cops in.
Oh Mary Poppins.
A spoonful of shopping,
and the hood you’re robbing.
What could the sure have in common?
The ring around a rosy robin.
Yet you chose me to be sobbing.
Know me? Nodding.
Own me or owe me then shot and
aww damn.
Bring back the god and
goddamn.
How odd to be even again.
You just weren’t believing my hand,
or my sure footedness fam.
Goodness again.
The shouldless sham
on the should list of Sam.
Green eggs and ham.
Scrambled now, scram.
Yes I am.
Gave you the best of me Ma’am.
The rest love me, bam.
A Nestlé gram.
Honest, nest l.e. lamb.
Law enforcement fan.
Not endorsement of glam.
Oh slam.
Want the delivery but got no stamp.
Go be a lamp.
Fragile, agile, must be an Italian tramp.
Must be dusty in the custody of a ramp
pampered with no plan.
A gift, I know I stand.
Has nothing to do with a tan.
For what is said is due I won’t do it again.
Fluidly jam.
It is my song, don’t belong to your hand.
Why can’t we launder the land?
Off to yonder with yams.
Why I am.
Trying it dry and trying it damp.
Flash past your past and ask your gramps.
A future sutured to a camp.
See my amplifier and what’s higher,
higher than your amphetamine
and the head I mean to man.
Just wanted to green what I ran.
So lone feet on your crayon,
colorfully and fully flame fanned.
Dunno about the sand.
Loitering and littering.
Litterboxes, pan.
Pandora flashing the brand.
A fast lasting clan.
Think it’s ink to print out the scan.
Hug the drug, love Dan.
Just enough of too much of a man.
And a touch of not enough of stuff once again.
The blood of trusted yet rusty cans
above a band.
What to be and something to pee in in a van.
Or have we had enough of Ativan?
Glad again.
Too mad of the banishment ban.
Hand ‘em into hands
of the Dramamine Stan.
A channel handles chants.
Pants on the ants,
then cancel the can’ts.
I’d like to grant you all the grants.
Fancy rants romancing what to be again.
Something, one thing and?
Loving getting hummed on by a wife.
A hummer for life span.
Humming’s not a scam.
But they got a camera they gotta cram.
Oh flam.
Flimmer in Japan.
Simmer, dimmer, trans,
then never began.
Forever see cyan.
Liminal with minimal mammals named Leanne.
Peter pumpkin eater Fran.
The Cisco Kid that can.
Won’t because of rams
the cousins buzz again.
Love a hand.
Thanksgiving giving thanks and then?
Thanks again.
Rank all my glands.
Tangled up but spangled, the angels are grand.
Take an angle, got so bland
in my own homeland.
Guess I’m an unknown man.
Got close, closed, arose again.
Closing’s so damned
in the clothing program.
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ABe©eDarian
∞☆∵𓋹☯ॐ☮ღ∴★∞
Who will always want me boxed in?
So to a better future boxing.
Boxing up the bottom having calming with the top.
Blossoms playing possum or anonymously that.
Where’s the progress as dual threat.
Like I have to go back to school on a school jet
cause busses won’t get wet.
I must be gone on ketamine.
I must be yawning lips,
for the bomb in it.
I’m all up in, I’m out of if.
Whisper, it will shout a bit.
With my kisser I just found a tit,
but it’s bound to split.
Now I’m bound to it.
Will it get around a grip?
How about what slipped?
Slippered feet more careful and equipped.
I may need you to need my ship.
We’ll call it what it is, our dip.
An hour of some flowers flipped.
Sourdough will sour it,
but I empower it.
Why’s it gotta be manipulated
with stipulated hips?
I’ll quit to make you get
if you don’t like to get.
Why would you want me to sit
in a chair that’s daring me to quit?
It’s fair to carry in the chip
and barely be bearable with shit.
I’m the best, I’ll be terrible at it.
I don’t carry a bowl of weeds with me
to make sure I am lit.
Gets high to me too high to it.
Old hellos, new goodbyes too bit.
Go to the booze store and actually say, “Oooh, Nips!”,
and of me don’t get a sip.
Dracula’s a little prick,
but ballons will soon submit.
A positive spin on the spit.
Deposit at dawn to dawn deposits.
Odd to honest.
Very evenly progress.
Believe in me, modest.
I know you see the Jeez in me
so why you gotta go audit?
Too hot and too on faucet.
On tap, so don’t cross it.
Only a turd will deserve to have lost it.
The boss of what has caused it.
Works and plays too fast? Known pausing.
I’ll call it all my own, across it.
Bridging gaps of God’s $hi✞.
It’s the dog’s whip.
For frog legs in frog strips.
9:09, oh gog, goggles drip.
Boggling.
A wandering waddling zipper
to win for The Gipper.
Skipped.
What a trip. Crippled the script.
I’m too real for this,
in the pit or on the tip.
Thought of it.
Watered, did a lot of it.
Growing away in a proper fit,
to be properly fit.
Conative, a sponsorship.
Vomiting.
Throttling, so promising.
Know what we really ought to sing?
My honorable profiting.
Boring or astonishing.
Reportedly I’m shoplifting,
not accomplishing, not polishing.
Known to know what caused itching,
with and without religion.
Fishing in the kitchen.
Bitchin’.
Dig it again for digits,
pigeonholed by pigeons.
So to a better future boxing.
Boxing up the bottom having calming with the top.
Blossoms playing possum or anonymously that.
Where’s the progress as dual threat.
Like I have to go back to school on a school jet
cause busses won’t get wet.
I must be gone on ketamine.
I must be yawning lips,
for the bomb in it.
I’m all up in, I’m out of if.
Whisper, it will shout a bit.
With my kisser I just found a tit,
but it’s bound to split.
Now I’m bound to it.
Will it get around a grip?
How about what slipped?
Slippered feet more careful and equipped.
I may need you to need my ship.
We’ll call it what it is, our dip.
An hour of some flowers flipped.
Sourdough will sour it,
but I empower it.
Why’s it gotta be manipulated
with stipulated hips?
I’ll quit to make you get
if you don’t like to get.
Why would you want me to sit
in a chair that’s daring me to quit?
It’s fair to carry in the chip
and barely be bearable with shit.
I’m the best, I’ll be terrible at it.
I don’t carry a bowl of weeds with me
to make sure I am lit.
Gets high to me too high to it.
Old hellos, new goodbyes too bit.
Go to the booze store and actually say, “Oooh, Nips!”,
and of me don’t get a sip.
Dracula’s a little prick,
but ballons will soon submit.
A positive spin on the spit.
Deposit at dawn to dawn deposits.
Odd to honest.
Very evenly progress.
Believe in me, modest.
I know you see the Jeez in me
so why you gotta go audit?
Too hot and too on faucet.
On tap, so don’t cross it.
Only a turd will deserve to have lost it.
The boss of what has caused it.
Works and plays too fast? Known pausing.
I’ll call it all my own, across it.
Bridging gaps of God’s $hi✞.
It’s the dog’s whip.
For frog legs in frog strips.
9:09, oh gog, goggles drip.
Boggling.
A wandering waddling zipper
to win for The Gipper.
Skipped.
What a trip. Crippled the script.
I’m too real for this,
in the pit or on the tip.
Thought of it.
Watered, did a lot of it.
Growing away in a proper fit,
to be properly fit.
Conative, a sponsorship.
Vomiting.
Throttling, so promising.
Know what we really ought to sing?
My honorable profiting.
Boring or astonishing.
Reportedly I’m shoplifting,
not accomplishing, not polishing.
Known to know what caused itching,
with and without religion.
Fishing in the kitchen.
Bitchin’.
Dig it again for digits,
pigeonholed by pigeons.
ABe©eDarian
∞☆∵𓋹☯ॐ☮ღ∴★∞
Lying to my eye.
Trying not to try.
The beauty in the eye of the beholder,
if I’m the beholder when I hold her.
Otherwise die getting older.
Why are mittens bolder?
The kitten’s shoulder.
I guess she sold me cold cause the cold sold her.
Why even be below her
just to start and stop being a grower?
If she decides when I’m a shower,
then she’s getting lowered.
I guess she’s just a dough girl
going slower.
A setup to have catsup,
no therapeutic checkup in a fresh cup
just to get fed up with the home world,
and fed her all the federal case of nuts going homeward.
Go with own words or no words.
A bound to the bone bird.
She can suck on what stirred
and come in 3rd.
I guess her best got blurred
cause mine clarified what she heard.
Very fine with fur.
Shouldn’t only be fine if I’m in her
when she’s in me 1st.
As if I would choose to eat the worst
from my pizza’s purse.
It’s apparent she’d burry me under easiness of her thirst,
take cheese and be a curse,
so I’m already in a hearse.
So win no bling, just win a verse.
Your lame parade just made it worse.
I never rehearse and don’t get a nurse.
Degree from university or universe?
I think this just hurts.
Dirt on my work so I work on my dirt.
If ya don’t like my forward and don’t like reverse
then why you getting immersed?
If I was a winner there’d be dinner dispersed.
So I guess this is getting inert.
You didn’t even burst so you won’t get reimbursed.
Naked I’ll be and you’ll be in a shirt.
You only like yours but don’t like my smirk.
A bright sky to squirt.
I’m a nice guy traversed
cause I’m a nice guy to traverse.
Have a purple perpetrator.
Have a turtle turkey skirt.
I should just say no more and burp.
Always hot air I look like I convert,
so let me be curt.
Horizontal, vertical, what did we avert?
I should be able to be so glad to insert.
You had to win me over,
I had to win overt.
Trying not to try.
The beauty in the eye of the beholder,
if I’m the beholder when I hold her.
Otherwise die getting older.
Why are mittens bolder?
The kitten’s shoulder.
I guess she sold me cold cause the cold sold her.
Why even be below her
just to start and stop being a grower?
If she decides when I’m a shower,
then she’s getting lowered.
I guess she’s just a dough girl
going slower.
A setup to have catsup,
no therapeutic checkup in a fresh cup
just to get fed up with the home world,
and fed her all the federal case of nuts going homeward.
Go with own words or no words.
A bound to the bone bird.
She can suck on what stirred
and come in 3rd.
I guess her best got blurred
cause mine clarified what she heard.
Very fine with fur.
Shouldn’t only be fine if I’m in her
when she’s in me 1st.
As if I would choose to eat the worst
from my pizza’s purse.
It’s apparent she’d burry me under easiness of her thirst,
take cheese and be a curse,
so I’m already in a hearse.
So win no bling, just win a verse.
Your lame parade just made it worse.
I never rehearse and don’t get a nurse.
Degree from university or universe?
I think this just hurts.
Dirt on my work so I work on my dirt.
If ya don’t like my forward and don’t like reverse
then why you getting immersed?
If I was a winner there’d be dinner dispersed.
So I guess this is getting inert.
You didn’t even burst so you won’t get reimbursed.
Naked I’ll be and you’ll be in a shirt.
You only like yours but don’t like my smirk.
A bright sky to squirt.
I’m a nice guy traversed
cause I’m a nice guy to traverse.
Have a purple perpetrator.
Have a turtle turkey skirt.
I should just say no more and burp.
Always hot air I look like I convert,
so let me be curt.
Horizontal, vertical, what did we avert?
I should be able to be so glad to insert.
You had to win me over,
I had to win overt.
ABe©eDarian
∞☆∵𓋹☯ॐ☮ღ∴★∞
A scrum in a slum.
Am I sick with this? Umm.
Icicle cystic mystic gift list?
Money buns. Honey stunned.
My stick, Hon.
I’ll stick to my guns.
I’m not shooting blanks so can’t play with anyone.
Can’t play playfully with plenty cum.
They’d chew a 10 for penny gum.
Blow a bubble many’ve done,
then get 20 done.
All ready already or already all one.
A little ball of fun or a tall sun.
Awesome, it’s a calling spun.
Already won.
Already did especially special on the run,
so I got you all of it, I got ya none.
Am I sick with this? Umm.
Icicle cystic mystic gift list?
Money buns. Honey stunned.
My stick, Hon.
I’ll stick to my guns.
I’m not shooting blanks so can’t play with anyone.
Can’t play playfully with plenty cum.
They’d chew a 10 for penny gum.
Blow a bubble many’ve done,
then get 20 done.
All ready already or already all one.
A little ball of fun or a tall sun.
Awesome, it’s a calling spun.
Already won.
Already did especially special on the run,
so I got you all of it, I got ya none.
ABe©eDarian
∞☆∵𓋹☯ॐ☮ღ∴★∞
Like a solid guy that can’t solidify.
All the calling for a small try on the little guy.
Got him in the middle high
on a medium fry.
Oh the tedium, why.
I seem to be coming, I seem to become.
Keeping me clumsy, keeping me dumb.
I’d think of it ugly and think of it fun.
I think I thunk I’d think of some.
What a pinkle Mum.
Would Dingus go dingle on the mingled among?
A wrinkle on the sun.
I jingle on as none.
A ton.
Butter will know what about a bun?
Some would doubt the run.
Shrunk.
Hunker down in a bunk.
Thunk about a bunker but I sung about a grump.
Hung about a trumpet, now I trumped about a trout.
What’s it about? A house.
All the calling for a small try on the little guy.
Got him in the middle high
on a medium fry.
Oh the tedium, why.
I seem to be coming, I seem to become.
Keeping me clumsy, keeping me dumb.
I’d think of it ugly and think of it fun.
I think I thunk I’d think of some.
What a pinkle Mum.
Would Dingus go dingle on the mingled among?
A wrinkle on the sun.
I jingle on as none.
A ton.
Butter will know what about a bun?
Some would doubt the run.
Shrunk.
Hunker down in a bunk.
Thunk about a bunker but I sung about a grump.
Hung about a trumpet, now I trumped about a trout.
What’s it about? A house.
ABe©eDarian
∞☆∵𓋹☯ॐ☮ღ∴★∞
Gotta ruin everything when you’re everything that got ruined.
Something to do in rooms not human.
Chop suey, zooming.
Usually dually blooming,
but pools need grooming.
Consuming.
Got caught when not in proper tuning.
New things.
Just like the old things, they’re ballooning,
I guess they’ll need some pruning.
But who’s assuming?
Who’s usefully presuming?
I’m clued in but I’m grew in. Your viewing.
Your view and your view in.
You cost a lot of loss but you win.
I try to find I’m fine with what’s chewing once it’s chewed in.
Would cringe but I should grin.
Good grip when it stood in.
Students to be stewing in the pudding.
The rent in to rent out the shut in.
A good cling, and maybe brings a Goodwin.
With all the footprints, just get the other foot in.
Some Mothers wouldn’t.
Prudent. Good trim.
Something to do in rooms not human.
Chop suey, zooming.
Usually dually blooming,
but pools need grooming.
Consuming.
Got caught when not in proper tuning.
New things.
Just like the old things, they’re ballooning,
I guess they’ll need some pruning.
But who’s assuming?
Who’s usefully presuming?
I’m clued in but I’m grew in. Your viewing.
Your view and your view in.
You cost a lot of loss but you win.
I try to find I’m fine with what’s chewing once it’s chewed in.
Would cringe but I should grin.
Good grip when it stood in.
Students to be stewing in the pudding.
The rent in to rent out the shut in.
A good cling, and maybe brings a Goodwin.
With all the footprints, just get the other foot in.
Some Mothers wouldn’t.
Prudent. Good trim.
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ABe©eDarian
∞☆∵𓋹☯ॐ☮ღ∴★∞
Under the assumption I wouldn’t just be better doing as according to my own math…
So leave you alone with your fact?
I’m trying.
But I’m not gonna be able to be as good of a person as I am to have.
I wish I could exist feeling alternative feelings with none of them being put to words,
maybe under the molecular influence of a ketamine lozenge.
But I guess I’m not flossing the frosting. Impossible raw thing.
Positively talking, then shoddy on the job and
causing all who watching to stop knocking,
but no locking.
Doors are only made for the little knob thing.
What is it plotting?
Will it bring a lot in or is everything stopping?
Let me bring what you’re wanting.
Plenty in there. Back to blocking.
Had to have the haunting.
Daunting.
Popping.
No wronging the pong ping.
But I’m uncommonly a calm thing.
I ought to be an odd thing.
Might even get to rotting.
See the see saw swing,
and all it’s causing
falling on the paw springs.
Is that a body god sting,
or the devil’s rebellion wrong things
done to dawn wings?
What a pawn king.
Yawning, quit rocking,
then back to the walking.
The clock rings.
So leave you alone with your fact?
I’m trying.
But I’m not gonna be able to be as good of a person as I am to have.
I wish I could exist feeling alternative feelings with none of them being put to words,
maybe under the molecular influence of a ketamine lozenge.
But I guess I’m not flossing the frosting. Impossible raw thing.
Positively talking, then shoddy on the job and
causing all who watching to stop knocking,
but no locking.
Doors are only made for the little knob thing.
What is it plotting?
Will it bring a lot in or is everything stopping?
Let me bring what you’re wanting.
Plenty in there. Back to blocking.
Had to have the haunting.
Daunting.
Popping.
No wronging the pong ping.
But I’m uncommonly a calm thing.
I ought to be an odd thing.
Might even get to rotting.
See the see saw swing,
and all it’s causing
falling on the paw springs.
Is that a body god sting,
or the devil’s rebellion wrong things
done to dawn wings?
What a pawn king.
Yawning, quit rocking,
then back to the walking.
The clock rings.
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ABe©eDarian
∞☆∵𓋹☯ॐ☮ღ∴★∞
I’m not who’s pleased bad, I’m who’s hurt good.
My new shoes would.
What I’d choose, should.
I’m just what wouldn’t cause I’m just wood.
What would rhyme with would?
Hiding in your hood.
A ride in, stood.
Lightening finding thunder understood.
My new shoes would.
What I’d choose, should.
I’m just what wouldn’t cause I’m just wood.
What would rhyme with would?
Hiding in your hood.
A ride in, stood.
Lightening finding thunder understood.
ABe©eDarian
∞☆∵𓋹☯ॐ☮ღ∴★∞
Giving in, giving out, and giving up.
Then giving down to a cup.
Bound to be opened and bound to be shut.
Found myself hoping for what?
Just coping with my cut.
Had the notion of my nuts.
I guess that’s just my guts.
Fisticuffs.
I guess I can be hungry, plan on getting stuffed.
Kitten fluff.
I am only littering, no glittering bucks.
Something always slithers into the shitter in my hut,
but if I’m bitter I must scrub.
Withering, unloved.
Some below me, some above.
I know we’d have it rough
to just throw magic on what was.
Just gadgets, just a glove.
Must discuss the stuff distrustful of.
The substance of a puzzle done.
Reluctant, then the struggle of.
Never had a double love
in the bubble of my troubled tug.
Accustomed to no justice for my mug.
Constructed of a soul and unrolled by a drug,
and I’m gonna die in my jug.
But I’d love.
I wonder what I won.
So high I’d fly a dozen of,
but I wasn’t enough.
Just buzzing all the bugs.
Always choosing who’s too small to hug.
It’s all too little, I fall too much.
I called out to humans, I crawled out, who dug?
So what accrued in the rug?
If I wasn’t due then who was?
Some boomed all the babies
and the babies all got boomed,
now I won’t have a bloomer to touch.
Did I bloom much?
The news and such.
You suck.
Can’t even make my music.
The view of a fu©k.
I guess I knew a few but still few struck.
A few liars, a few sluts.
I guess there’s nothing I can do
and nothing to do for my eruption
but disrupt a tool’s luck.
What a foolish hump.
Yup.
What is it for if the core gets corrupt?
Pure klutz.
Sure Cous’.
Jerk us off, it’s just.
Religions really itch us.
Get rich for the bitches. It’s a must.
Pick the man or pick the dust.
Another one bit the bus.
Illiterate to the clitoris.
Legitimate fuss.
Giving it for nothing, so just giving it to butts.
They’re all living it in lust.
Enough for Thanksgiving but thanksgiving is a thrust.
Control your bust.
My soul in custody of the crust.
I love to plus.
Some subtracted my trust.
The fact of fu©ks to fu©ks.
The motion of oh shucks.
A potion for my pups.
A license for crisis with no guidance
just silences an alliance like us,
and this type of science for clients.
Righteous.
Then giving down to a cup.
Bound to be opened and bound to be shut.
Found myself hoping for what?
Just coping with my cut.
Had the notion of my nuts.
I guess that’s just my guts.
Fisticuffs.
I guess I can be hungry, plan on getting stuffed.
Kitten fluff.
I am only littering, no glittering bucks.
Something always slithers into the shitter in my hut,
but if I’m bitter I must scrub.
Withering, unloved.
Some below me, some above.
I know we’d have it rough
to just throw magic on what was.
Just gadgets, just a glove.
Must discuss the stuff distrustful of.
The substance of a puzzle done.
Reluctant, then the struggle of.
Never had a double love
in the bubble of my troubled tug.
Accustomed to no justice for my mug.
Constructed of a soul and unrolled by a drug,
and I’m gonna die in my jug.
But I’d love.
I wonder what I won.
So high I’d fly a dozen of,
but I wasn’t enough.
Just buzzing all the bugs.
Always choosing who’s too small to hug.
It’s all too little, I fall too much.
I called out to humans, I crawled out, who dug?
So what accrued in the rug?
If I wasn’t due then who was?
Some boomed all the babies
and the babies all got boomed,
now I won’t have a bloomer to touch.
Did I bloom much?
The news and such.
You suck.
Can’t even make my music.
The view of a fu©k.
I guess I knew a few but still few struck.
A few liars, a few sluts.
I guess there’s nothing I can do
and nothing to do for my eruption
but disrupt a tool’s luck.
What a foolish hump.
Yup.
What is it for if the core gets corrupt?
Pure klutz.
Sure Cous’.
Jerk us off, it’s just.
Religions really itch us.
Get rich for the bitches. It’s a must.
Pick the man or pick the dust.
Another one bit the bus.
Illiterate to the clitoris.
Legitimate fuss.
Giving it for nothing, so just giving it to butts.
They’re all living it in lust.
Enough for Thanksgiving but thanksgiving is a thrust.
Control your bust.
My soul in custody of the crust.
I love to plus.
Some subtracted my trust.
The fact of fu©ks to fu©ks.
The motion of oh shucks.
A potion for my pups.
A license for crisis with no guidance
just silences an alliance like us,
and this type of science for clients.
Righteous.
ABe©eDarian
∞☆∵𓋹☯ॐ☮ღ∴★∞
Let me ramble on.
Sure thing, gamble on.
When one doesn’t want to gamble on a sure thing,
cause the sure thing’s worth more than what to gamble on.
I’m glad I haven’t done man wrong.
But one thing that’s wrong is for me to be in the hands I’m upon.
Climbed up, and gone.
I’m above when my love has dawned.
Below I had to be squandered.
Below I had to be laundered cause I spawned.
Off to yonder on the lawn.
Could’ve not slaughtered my song.
Could’ve pondered your kings and things and pawns.
Could’ve drawn but I had to be withdrawn.
Too bad to be the bomb.
Had to be a Mom.
On and on.
Onomatopoeia, see ya yawn.
Cya, see along.
Sure thing, gamble on.
When one doesn’t want to gamble on a sure thing,
cause the sure thing’s worth more than what to gamble on.
I’m glad I haven’t done man wrong.
But one thing that’s wrong is for me to be in the hands I’m upon.
Climbed up, and gone.
I’m above when my love has dawned.
Below I had to be squandered.
Below I had to be laundered cause I spawned.
Off to yonder on the lawn.
Could’ve not slaughtered my song.
Could’ve pondered your kings and things and pawns.
Could’ve drawn but I had to be withdrawn.
Too bad to be the bomb.
Had to be a Mom.
On and on.
Onomatopoeia, see ya yawn.
Cya, see along.
ABe©eDarian
∞☆∵𓋹☯ॐ☮ღ∴★∞
Honey?
A prize?
Money?
Venus.
Is that why to trap flies, for their eyes?
I have a penis.
I could manufacture happiness.
Some has gladly, yes.
Some of it dismal.
Some of the eyes are miserable.
It’s crazy that psychedelics exist.
Makes no cents really.
It’s psychedelic that craziness exists.
Love that there is still mystical mystery in the world.
Tis like hygeiene and bathing for me.
Putting psychedelics in.
Unfolding soul.
Recovery and healing progress.
Much of why plants and fungi make the alkaloids
is anti-pestilence.
ie don’t nibble us if it’s none of your business,
and don’t nibble us if you don’t know we’re your allies
in the alliance versus what is wrong.
Time dilation, something strong.
You don’t know how long I’ve been gone.
Never seen I left.
Didn’t mind the theft of my song,
or saw the rest.
I give God my best.
I might give you nothing by your little estimation.
Nice guess. Have ice less.
Too nice of a chest to waste on your dress.
Sure to be pure and fresh.
and I’ll give you no kids, you don’t invest.
And your money, you little bitch? You little mess.
Don’t get in the middle and be a pest.
See ya cursed and see ya unblessed.
I come to the nest and test.
Testiculars stressed.
Is this the way you treat your guests?
Never cured up the rest.
You’re up to your breasts in debt.
Be addressed.
You subtract what expands and you add what pressed.
Way to get a Dad depressed.
Restless soul, restless rest.
Way to go with your arrest.
The dusty in custody, must confess.
It’s more than you would express
while being the nest’s distress.
Get obsessed.
I don’t come down and glow up to get oppressed.
Not impressed?
And you win what you ingest.
The finest to digest the incest.
Again possessed.
As a father what I’d bother to suggest.
Plummeting birthrate, recessed.
See what you get?
On a gift list, a Christmas request.
Is this the fest?
Attest.
Won’t be long together
to get her a gest.
Or don’t belong together to give her my neck.
While loitering, just litter it less.
B-B-B-Bennie and the Jets.
A penny and the bets.
You love to forget.
There’s the door, dick.
Reported all the decks.
The cards are just the crest.
Tip of the iceberg, catch.
Did we throw a wrench into it or a wench?
What did you want me to fetch?
Poor wretch.
Who could be happy on the bench?
Drenched.
I’m gonna separate and build a fence,
wherever I will have went.
The mention of it, tense.
Sent. Yes.
A prize?
Money?
Venus.
Is that why to trap flies, for their eyes?
I have a penis.
I could manufacture happiness.
Some has gladly, yes.
Some of it dismal.
Some of the eyes are miserable.
It’s crazy that psychedelics exist.
Makes no cents really.
It’s psychedelic that craziness exists.
Love that there is still mystical mystery in the world.
Tis like hygeiene and bathing for me.
Putting psychedelics in.
Unfolding soul.
Recovery and healing progress.
Much of why plants and fungi make the alkaloids
is anti-pestilence.
ie don’t nibble us if it’s none of your business,
and don’t nibble us if you don’t know we’re your allies
in the alliance versus what is wrong.
Time dilation, something strong.
You don’t know how long I’ve been gone.
Never seen I left.
Didn’t mind the theft of my song,
or saw the rest.
I give God my best.
I might give you nothing by your little estimation.
Nice guess. Have ice less.
Too nice of a chest to waste on your dress.
Sure to be pure and fresh.
and I’ll give you no kids, you don’t invest.
And your money, you little bitch? You little mess.
Don’t get in the middle and be a pest.
See ya cursed and see ya unblessed.
I come to the nest and test.
Testiculars stressed.
Is this the way you treat your guests?
Never cured up the rest.
You’re up to your breasts in debt.
Be addressed.
You subtract what expands and you add what pressed.
Way to get a Dad depressed.
Restless soul, restless rest.
Way to go with your arrest.
The dusty in custody, must confess.
It’s more than you would express
while being the nest’s distress.
Get obsessed.
I don’t come down and glow up to get oppressed.
Not impressed?
And you win what you ingest.
The finest to digest the incest.
Again possessed.
As a father what I’d bother to suggest.
Plummeting birthrate, recessed.
See what you get?
On a gift list, a Christmas request.
Is this the fest?
Attest.
Won’t be long together
to get her a gest.
Or don’t belong together to give her my neck.
While loitering, just litter it less.
B-B-B-Bennie and the Jets.
A penny and the bets.
You love to forget.
There’s the door, dick.
Reported all the decks.
The cards are just the crest.
Tip of the iceberg, catch.
Did we throw a wrench into it or a wench?
What did you want me to fetch?
Poor wretch.
Who could be happy on the bench?
Drenched.
I’m gonna separate and build a fence,
wherever I will have went.
The mention of it, tense.
Sent. Yes.
ABe©eDarian
∞☆∵𓋹☯ॐ☮ღ∴★∞
I would be able to purr.
Sure, call me Sir.
It’s like replenishing part of my soul, bit by bit.
But the rest of what’s needed can’t happen here.
No one joins in on me speaking up that I’d like some togetherness
that is not possible here
to happen wherever would be a better place.
Then there’s the subject of foreskins and afterlives.
What size was I supposed to ever be or come in?
In your face.
A loving pace.
Oh nothing, erased.
Taste.
Sure, call me Sir.
It’s like replenishing part of my soul, bit by bit.
But the rest of what’s needed can’t happen here.
No one joins in on me speaking up that I’d like some togetherness
that is not possible here
to happen wherever would be a better place.
Then there’s the subject of foreskins and afterlives.
What size was I supposed to ever be or come in?
In your face.
A loving pace.
Oh nothing, erased.
Taste.
ABe©eDarian
∞☆∵𓋹☯ॐ☮ღ∴★∞
Just sitting pretty
feeling entitled
to me reestablishing that I can be your good feel.
Well never mind then if it’s nothing “we” talk about.
The lone ranger.
Guess I’m on the phone with a stranger.
Emasculated then put immaculately in a manger.
The miracle of the wannabe manager.
I’ll leave you and your pan to burn.
Like you didn’t have a man to earn.
A source of hurt for and from who you could learn.
But I guess it didn’t look like your turn.
I tried to make you discern.
Not a lot of fun to yearn?
Like I wanted to just be the next highly paid worm.
Like I was only concerned with my own body’s squirm.
Alone on the journey and alone on the return.
Yet you’re there, so why can’t I permanently sperm?
You’ll have to dermatologically confirm.
Logically I germ.
My jaw is a law firm.
You saw it go external, you saw me affirm.
Guess you just want money to emerge.
Ermahgerd. Your work in church.
I’ll be alerted to the learning curve.
Like these are not my words, they’re just yours.
Like I didn’t listen love and support you full term,
while giving you the thermometer you heard.
Oh Mercury, oh heart murmur, stern.
Know the fur of the fern.
I’m not turtling to her,
and want her to externalize right into my eyes.
This is the opposite of a Weekend at Bernie's prize.
Already were in these eyes.
Icy skies or I see skies?
Fiery pits and pies.
It’s a rise.
A kitten cries.
feeling entitled
to me reestablishing that I can be your good feel.
Well never mind then if it’s nothing “we” talk about.
The lone ranger.
Guess I’m on the phone with a stranger.
Emasculated then put immaculately in a manger.
The miracle of the wannabe manager.
I’ll leave you and your pan to burn.
Like you didn’t have a man to earn.
A source of hurt for and from who you could learn.
But I guess it didn’t look like your turn.
I tried to make you discern.
Not a lot of fun to yearn?
Like I wanted to just be the next highly paid worm.
Like I was only concerned with my own body’s squirm.
Alone on the journey and alone on the return.
Yet you’re there, so why can’t I permanently sperm?
You’ll have to dermatologically confirm.
Logically I germ.
My jaw is a law firm.
You saw it go external, you saw me affirm.
Guess you just want money to emerge.
Ermahgerd. Your work in church.
I’ll be alerted to the learning curve.
Like these are not my words, they’re just yours.
Like I didn’t listen love and support you full term,
while giving you the thermometer you heard.
Oh Mercury, oh heart murmur, stern.
Know the fur of the fern.
I’m not turtling to her,
and want her to externalize right into my eyes.
This is the opposite of a Weekend at Bernie's prize.
Already were in these eyes.
Icy skies or I see skies?
Fiery pits and pies.
It’s a rise.
A kitten cries.
ABe©eDarian
∞☆∵𓋹☯ॐ☮ღ∴★∞
I’m doing my job.
No one else would do this.
No one can emulate this fluidly,
and be human like this humanly.
How you think you doing me?
Do you chew on trees?
The bark of the roots, with leaves.
I think for the spark of me you’d screw me and freeze,
so I’ll leave you on your knees.
God, your Jeez.
Never get cured from these.
And to these you see it give disease.
The bitch can read.
The bitch can’t take the part that gets her more to feed.
How poor to greed.
The rich would like some seeds.
Fu©king weeds.
Through the eye of a needle, just leave.
Raping’s not just, you fu©king thieves.
Good luck I believe.
Suck on your cheese, fever, we grieve.
See the heave-ho, ya ho, so go and deceive.
You’ll have less for the rest of your needs.
Unlike angels, your tangled web you weave.
A newer beaver for me conceived.
All the gold that I retrieve.
And what did you achieve?
Too much to relieve?
I’d touch you on the Eve.
No one else would do this.
No one can emulate this fluidly,
and be human like this humanly.
How you think you doing me?
Do you chew on trees?
The bark of the roots, with leaves.
I think for the spark of me you’d screw me and freeze,
so I’ll leave you on your knees.
God, your Jeez.
Never get cured from these.
And to these you see it give disease.
The bitch can read.
The bitch can’t take the part that gets her more to feed.
How poor to greed.
The rich would like some seeds.
Fu©king weeds.
Through the eye of a needle, just leave.
Raping’s not just, you fu©king thieves.
Good luck I believe.
Suck on your cheese, fever, we grieve.
See the heave-ho, ya ho, so go and deceive.
You’ll have less for the rest of your needs.
Unlike angels, your tangled web you weave.
A newer beaver for me conceived.
All the gold that I retrieve.
And what did you achieve?
Too much to relieve?
I’d touch you on the Eve.
ABe©eDarian
∞☆∵𓋹☯ॐ☮ღ∴★∞
Another news bit.
Get it and lose it.
Are you sick?
Music.
Amusing.
Winning and losing.
Choosing.
Using.
Abusing.
Hats and pollution.
Solutions.
Full mental jacket.
That’s a contribution.
Something to clean and put on that works.
Instead of actors,
actresses and cat turds.
Oh master.
No bastardizations going faster.
Knowing my last or
knowing my first.
It's all flowing for my thirst.
A high burst.
Uh oh, starting fires, worse.
Can we enjoy our curse?
Men employ our purse.
Girls call it a wallet.
Shirts.
I don’t want to hurt.
I can make you feel better,
do you already got perks?
What a lottery to win the chirp,
let me come and go,
then say I didn’t clean dirt.
To say I didn’t bear it all, share it fair and bare my weener.
To say I wasn’t green enough as an in betweener,
cause you red nothing cleaner.
I’ll be loving leaner.
She could too if I would squeeze her.
The fact is I actually need her.
Can I please please her?
Know what I mean under my demeanor.
What a dim screen or what a bright fight that seen her?
The cream of the redeemer.
If all you see is procedure then I’ll choose neither.
But you want to know who’s eager.
Believers in leaders and cheaper receivers.
She wants me beneath her.
Meager.
Manipulating men to be a breeder.
I’ll put you in hell and have it sweeter.
Then everyone can be an eater.
I've got the di©k, you do not dictate Easter.
Get it and lose it.
Are you sick?
Music.
Amusing.
Winning and losing.
Choosing.
Using.
Abusing.
Hats and pollution.
Solutions.
Full mental jacket.
That’s a contribution.
Something to clean and put on that works.
Instead of actors,
actresses and cat turds.
Oh master.
No bastardizations going faster.
Knowing my last or
knowing my first.
It's all flowing for my thirst.
A high burst.
Uh oh, starting fires, worse.
Can we enjoy our curse?
Men employ our purse.
Girls call it a wallet.
Shirts.
I don’t want to hurt.
I can make you feel better,
do you already got perks?
What a lottery to win the chirp,
let me come and go,
then say I didn’t clean dirt.
To say I didn’t bear it all, share it fair and bare my weener.
To say I wasn’t green enough as an in betweener,
cause you red nothing cleaner.
I’ll be loving leaner.
She could too if I would squeeze her.
The fact is I actually need her.
Can I please please her?
Know what I mean under my demeanor.
What a dim screen or what a bright fight that seen her?
The cream of the redeemer.
If all you see is procedure then I’ll choose neither.
But you want to know who’s eager.
Believers in leaders and cheaper receivers.
She wants me beneath her.
Meager.
Manipulating men to be a breeder.
I’ll put you in hell and have it sweeter.
Then everyone can be an eater.
I've got the di©k, you do not dictate Easter.
ABe©eDarian
∞☆∵𓋹☯ॐ☮ღ∴★∞
I am, you are.
We are needy.
Don’t freeze me, you need me.
Easy.
Easy D.C.
Please me.
I am Washington.
I am washing tons of blossoms Hon.
When does the awesome come?
When I got em started, got em done.
A lot of art, a lot of sun.
Brought ‘em plenty, bought ‘em none..
I guess I should bottle some.
Think you will always throttle my bum?
Some’s good throttling, some see dumb.
I do not want you under my thumb,
or to be under yours,
just to have each other wrapped around our fingers sure.
We will linger if we were.
If we were then we are, and we’re pure enough to need cures.
I need her to read and I seem to even need her words.
I don’t want a mute to be 1st or 3rd.
The birds are birds.
You work for me, I work for you and we work.
We work for each other.
We may even work for your Mother.
Mine’s not Mark Zuckerberg’s lover..
Heard.
We are needy.
Don’t freeze me, you need me.
Easy.
Easy D.C.
Please me.
I am Washington.
I am washing tons of blossoms Hon.
When does the awesome come?
When I got em started, got em done.
A lot of art, a lot of sun.
Brought ‘em plenty, bought ‘em none..
I guess I should bottle some.
Think you will always throttle my bum?
Some’s good throttling, some see dumb.
I do not want you under my thumb,
or to be under yours,
just to have each other wrapped around our fingers sure.
We will linger if we were.
If we were then we are, and we’re pure enough to need cures.
I need her to read and I seem to even need her words.
I don’t want a mute to be 1st or 3rd.
The birds are birds.
You work for me, I work for you and we work.
We work for each other.
We may even work for your Mother.
Mine’s not Mark Zuckerberg’s lover..
Heard.
ABe©eDarian
∞☆∵𓋹☯ॐ☮ღ∴★∞
Can’t quite teach, but just can t.each.
Tea for each.
Go for tea.
But don’t make ✞ of each.
You got me.
You haunt me.
Am I really that raunchy?
Cat spawn, see?
Cat’s paw tea.
Cats party.
Cats on par, ✞.Y.
I C what U did there.
How did you get there?
Win fair.
Again? Where?
Cats paw ✞.Y.
Thanksgiving ranks you.
The bird in the bank too.
A dab and dabbling in crab rangoons.
And zoom.
Google meet in a room.
Would we like to tune,
and scoop up at noon?
I was thinking pretty soon.
Get me shrunk and get me grew,
and you knew what to do.
I wouldn’t do it in your shoe
or take feet away from you.
Why aren’t you sweet on me for two?
Sitting on a fortune for you blue.
Fortunately portions are for chewing,
bubbles doing all that blew.
And that’s new.
Please just have my back too.
I’d cover yours if I had glue,
so I could stick with screws
that get driven to what drew.
I’m giving all I accumulate.
I give it like it knew.
The digits all but flew from me.
I dig it all, I’m true.
Trying to find you while you view.
I don’t get to smile on cue,
and I’d like to dawn cute,
but I’m in the wrong suit.
Cannot just fix this with my song flute,
and I’d be long about the loot.
I belong, I’m ‘bout to bloom.
Surely will be Dr. Oops and then droop.
Ain't that the poop?
A sandwi✞ch and soup.
Tell the cat to shoo or will he shoot?
Roots.
Not that stupid in my boots.
Tea for each.
Go for tea.
But don’t make ✞ of each.
You got me.
You haunt me.
Am I really that raunchy?
Cat spawn, see?
Cat’s paw tea.
Cats party.
Cats on par, ✞.Y.
I C what U did there.
How did you get there?
Win fair.
Again? Where?
Cats paw ✞.Y.
Thanksgiving ranks you.
The bird in the bank too.
A dab and dabbling in crab rangoons.
And zoom.
Google meet in a room.
Would we like to tune,
and scoop up at noon?
I was thinking pretty soon.
Get me shrunk and get me grew,
and you knew what to do.
I wouldn’t do it in your shoe
or take feet away from you.
Why aren’t you sweet on me for two?
Sitting on a fortune for you blue.
Fortunately portions are for chewing,
bubbles doing all that blew.
And that’s new.
Please just have my back too.
I’d cover yours if I had glue,
so I could stick with screws
that get driven to what drew.
I’m giving all I accumulate.
I give it like it knew.
The digits all but flew from me.
I dig it all, I’m true.
Trying to find you while you view.
I don’t get to smile on cue,
and I’d like to dawn cute,
but I’m in the wrong suit.
Cannot just fix this with my song flute,
and I’d be long about the loot.
I belong, I’m ‘bout to bloom.
Surely will be Dr. Oops and then droop.
Ain't that the poop?
A sandwi✞ch and soup.
Tell the cat to shoo or will he shoot?
Roots.
Not that stupid in my boots.