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Pissheads

piss heads in the park
piss heads in the park

staying out till dark
staying out till dark

dont wanna see the crack in your arse
when you're lying on the grass
dont wanna hear your shout
when im just out walking about

piss heads in the park
piss heads in the park

staying out till dark
staying out till dark

dont wanna see your veins
coming out your brains
dont wanna feel the pain

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poem by Petra Creffield
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When Does A Cat Sing?

Catty, is a lovely cat,
Even if, she doesn't say that!
She is really, smart and nice,
And when you say , ' PISS PISS ', twice,
She opens her eyes,
Widely with a colorful bright,
To see if somewhere, is a mice,
In black or in white!

Believe me, that she is,
Really smart!
She feels when, your 'PISS, PISS ',
Is from your heart,
And not just a game,
Of your Ego-Fame!
Yes, she is,
Very smart, indeed!

When she sits, quite comfortable,
She can see what is on the table.

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poem by Yoseph Lupu
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A Satire, in Imitation of the Third of Juvenal

1Though much concern'd to leave my dear old friend,
2I must however his design commend
3Of fixing in the country: for were I
4As free to choose my residence, as he;
5The Peak, the Fens, the Hundreds, or Land's End,
6I would prefer to Fleet Street, or the Strand.
7What place so desert, and so wild is there
8Whose inconveniences one would not bear,
9Rather than the alarms of midnight fire,
10The falls of houses, knavery of cits,
11The plots of factions, and the noise of wits,
12And thousand other plagues, which up and down
13Each day and hour infest the cursed town?
14 As fate would hav't, on the appointed day
15Of parting hence, I met him on the way,
16Hard by Mile End, the place so fam'd of late,
17In prose, and verse for the great faction's treat;
18Here we stood still, and after compliments
19Of course, and wishing his good journey hence
20I ask'd what sudden causes made him fly

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poem by John Oldham
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You read a lot about movies with budgets of $25 to 30 million. Hell, if a studio can piss away that kind of money, why not let 'em piss on me?

quote by Roy Scheider
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Hush A Bye Baby Updated

Hush-a-bye-baby
On the lap top
When its piss flows
The space bar will spark
When its piss leaks
The cursor will stall
Reset removes baby
Google and all.

poem by Reyvrex Questor Reyes
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Frustrated Times

TWO fat hands,
two left feet,
your a looser with a gun.
YOU take this life with
your evil ways, then piss
it out for fun.
ITS cold and dark
in your cave,
still you find your way
around,
you take this life with
your evil ways, then piss
it out for fun.
THIS story ends with a
rabbit in a hat, and a
creaking of his cage,
his eyes are sharks,
his hands are sharp,
and his shadow kills the heat.

poem by David Gerardino
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Piss In My Mouth

criminal sitting on buses
who follow me home bound
make me a broken sick clown
has there been a crime against
me and my mouth
but with mind control
you can't see or fight back
you sit with piss just in your mouth
and women of all colors and crusades
who would believe they do theses things
surly only the very sick

now today i sit
with my arm crossed over
and hell bound with my Utah real pain
ready to be home ward bound
bland to the world of my own
mouth rape i am in piss
with no will and control
over my mouth

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poem by Verlecia fields
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Sleep Walk

Piss shock hot
on sleeping knees,
the sudden tilted pail,
its wilted contents,
evidence enough to convict.

Slips into focus a memory
of crocus crazed upon her
matriarchal sill, the killing of
a cock, hacked, dimmed
eye sideways turned,
a dying sun behind a hill.

Red the axe clumsily wielded,
but a boy toying at men's work,
killing to eat, her forgiving skirt,
ankle deep, no longer riven to
morning, unable to witness the
last glorious color bleeding out
in less than insect hour.

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poem by Warren Falcon
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Meditations Upon An Egg

1.

The egg's no chick by falling from the hen;
Nor man a Christian, till he's born again.
The egg's at first contained in the shell;
Men, afore grace, in sins and darkness dwell.
The egg, when laid, by warmth is made a chicken,
And Christ, by grace, those dead in sin doth quicken.
The egg, when first a chick, the shell's its prison;
So's flesh to the soul, who yet with Christ is risen.
The shell doth crack, the chick doth chirp and peep,
The flesh decays, as men do pray and weep.
The shell doth break, the chick's at liberty,
The flesh falls off, the soul mounts up on high
But both do not enjoy the self-same plight;
The soul is safe, the chick now fears the kite.

2.

But chicks from rotten eggs do not proceed,

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poem by John Bunyan
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The Ones On The Streets

I was human once and it looked a lot like you.
Hopes, dreams, and bathrooms.
Surprisingly easy how that all slips away.
Hunkered in alleys, cops chasing when you left your leg to piss.

I used to worry about important things like what to watch, what to wear, where to go have a drink, and who might win the game.
Now it is all frivolous.
Where to sleep, when will I eat, will I find a coat to wear, and who will win the race towards death?
The junkie or the prostitute.
All so frivolous.

When I was human you would have smiled at me.
Talked to me.
If I had tripped while walking you would have even worried about my health.
Now that I am like the stray down the road you won't even look at me.
Afraid I may follow you home.
Best to not feed me I will only want more.

All these frivolous things they come and they go.
Amazing how hunger never leaves you, it is a horribly loyal companion.

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poem by Raechael Woodroof
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