Diaphragm Do Cram
So it would not become some sexual scam,
I did delicately deposit a dainty diaphragm,
Pressure it exerts,
And always hurts,
And not only that deeply did have to cram.
Jim Horn
Many Poems Must Cram
Many Poems Must Cram;
Make me part of your program;
At all with no spam.
Jim Horn
It's all 'bout you,
strip ya self naked,
no no bare to the bone,
take a look inside,
crawl up underneath,
like a bad dream, tryin' to shake ya self free,
High tide, keeps it real inside,
take advantage, your kind capsize,
play the fools dream...
Love, anger, repels,
your a hidden, but these eyes can tell,
Meet your maker, yeah, one day,
I'll send this on, ya can explain it away.
GOD CRAM IT
Isn’t it ironic that every time you think God has let up on you for a while
He steals your most cherished item or lover along with a rented smile
At exactly the point you believe that hope is a thing of the past for you
God sneaks up and grants something too good to be true
And see, that’s my point, it seems so good that it can’t be real
And only forty-seven angels in Heaven know the way I feel
But based on past experience and what I’ve been through
A hellish curse can be the only explanation why I’m with you
But as love doubled, tripled and exponentially increased
God kicks me in the ass and says “sorry, that lover was just leased”
He adds a remark like “and I won’t let her, by you, even be rented
S**t,, talk about all the stuph God has done that I have resented
So ironic as it seems this is all the God given truth, I know
And I can tell you in exquisite detail just where He can go
You are the loveliest lady to jump in and out of my life of late
And if there is a god he’s a god-damned god of hate
© 2011.….Phreepoetry ~free cee!~
GOD CRAM IT
Isn’t it ironic that every time you think God has let up on you for a while
He steals your most cherished item or lover along with a rented smile
At exactly the point you know that hope is a thing of the past for you
God sneaks up and grants something too good to be true
And see, that’s my point, it seems so good that it can’t be real
And only forty-seven angels in Heaven know the way I feel
But based on past experience and what I’ve been through
A heaven’s blessing can be the only explanation why its me and you
But as love doubled, tripled and exponentially increased
God kicks me in the ass and says “sorry, that lover was just leased”
He adds a remark like “and I won’t let her, by you, even be rented
S**t,, talk about all the stuph God has done that I have resented
So ironic as it seems this is all the God given truth, I know
And I can tell you in exquisite detail just where He can go
You are the loveliest lady to jump in and out of my life of late
And if there is a god he’s a god-damned god of hate
© 2011.….Phreepoetry ~free cee!~
And what do you mean by your time is almost over?
GOD CRAM IT
Isn’t it ironic that every time you think God has let up on you for a while
He steals your most cherished item or lover along with a rented smile
At exactly the point you know that hope is a thing of the past for you
God sneaks up and grants something too good to be true
And see, that’s my point, it seems so good that it can’t be real
And only forty-seven angels in Heaven know the way I feel
But based on past experience and what I’ve been through
Ain’t nothing new about him blessing me with you
But as love doubled, tripled and exponentially increased
God kicks me in the ass and says “sorry, that lover was just leased”
He adds a remark like “and I won’t let her, by you, ever again to be rented
S**t, talk about all the stuph God has done that I have resented
So ironic as it seems this is all the God given truth, I know
And I can tell you in exquisite detail just where your Lord and you can go
You are just the latest lady to jump in and out of my life of late
And I understand, your God told me that when I purchase you there ins’t any rebate
© 2010.….Poefree
The stores are busy, readying the shelves,
Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas, what a mess.
Too much stuff, crammed into three months,
all at once, put out in front.
Buy, buy, buy, now wait a minute folks,
Santa is now wearing a Vampire cloak.
I see ghost dressed like elves, and turkeys
pulling the sleigh, I'm confused here, about
the Holiday.
One at a time, is all we can stand,
not, all at once, cram, cram, cram.