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No Panties

ft. Tweet and Missy

[Tweet (Chorus):]
No panties comeing off
my love is gonna cost
cause ain't no way
that you gonna get up
in this for free

[Missy:]
NEW TRINA

[Trina:]
Look boo what da deal
you got my cash for you up in here
I know you be packing the steel
but I can't give you brains
and get my lipstick smeared
look playa don't be grabing my braids
you got some cash then I'm easily

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song performed by Trina from Diamond Princess
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A Poem Never Written

I found your panties
tangled in
my sheets
and
laughed at the
ironic justice
of that:

You just three days
gone
but gone I
knew
forever.
And your panties
tangled in
my sheets

I jotted that line down
and for 17 years
I moved it

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poem by Richard Quinby
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A Visit to Victoria's Secret

I made a left
and pulled into the huge
Staten Island Mall parking lot
my sister and Nancy hopped out
racing into Victoria’s Secret
store packed
noticed a small carpeted section
motioned to my sister
sat down
watching women
examine racks and racks
of skimpy panties, silk slips, push-up bras
et cetera, et cetera
also four Transvestites
well, we all want happiness
I said to myself
no harm in a few accouterments
to help
in such a valiant effort.
Suddenly my sister appeared

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poem by Charles Chaim Wax
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The Ballad Of The Taylor Pup

Now lithe and listen, gentles all,
Now lithe ye all and hark
Unto a ballad I shall sing
About Buena Park.

Of all the wonders happening there
The strangest hap befell
Upon a famous Aprile morn,
As I you now shall tell.

It is about the Taylor pup
And of his mistress eke
And of the prankish time they had
That I am fain to speak.

FITTE THE FIRST

The pup was of as noble mien
As e'er you gazed upon;

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poem by Eugene Field
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A Man

George was lying in his trailer, flat on his back, watching a small portable T.V. His
dinner dishes were undone, his breakfast dishes were undone, he needed a shave, and ash
from his rolled cigarettes dropped onto his undershirt. Some of the ash was still burning.
Sometimes the burning ash missed the undershirt and hit his skin, then he cursed, brushing
it away. There was a knock on the trailer door. He got slowly to his feet and answered the
door. It was Constance. She had a fifth of unopened whiskey in a bag.
"George, I left that son of a bitch, I couldn't stand that son of a bitch
anymore."
"Sit down."
George opened the fifth, got two glasses, filled each a third with whiskey, two thirds
with water. He sat down on the bed with Constance. She took a cigarette out of her purse
and lit it. She was drunk and her hands trembled.
"I took his damn money too. I took his damn money and split while he was at work.
You don't know how I've suffered with that son of a bitch." "
Lemme have a smoke," said George. She handed it to him and as she leaned near,
George put his arm around her, pulled her over and kissed her.
"You son of a bitch," she said, "I missed you."
"I miss those good legs of yours , Connie. I've really missed those good
legs."
"You still like 'em?"

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poem by Charles Bukowski
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Mama Say

It goes one two three when I'm kicking the funky lyrics
I'm busting up vocabulary I want you all to hear it
I'm busting up the rhythm 'cause I'm busting up the rhyme
I'm kicking down the stop posts cause I wanna kicks the time
I'm digging down some knowledge cause you know I never hide it
When i'm pulling down your panties 'cause I want to get inside it
Like a boa a boa a boa constrictor
Gonna drop off your drawers shoot straight for your sphincter
I could roll my rhymes but I would be faking
Jimmy Jimmy Pop is not Jamaican
J I double M Y Pop go
I run the show like Don Pardo
With a Bugaloo Bee on the beboo tip
My hit will make you trip cause I'm quadradipped
I'll do the Popeye Pluto I'll freak the funkfazooto
Not Latino what I mean though fuzzy dice like Menudo
Rubber baby buggy's bumpers
Punky's Brewsters now I hump her
With my itsy bitsy teeny weenie shrunken small white peenie
So rinse spit swallow brain blank kinda hollow

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song performed by Bloodhound Gang
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Change Clothes

[Intro: Jay-Z (Pharrell)]
Uh, uh, uh, yeah, uh, your boy is back
(Sexy sexy) I know y'all miss the bounce
Need to bounce for the sexy you know
[Verse 1: Jay-Z]
Yeah ma, your dude is back, made back roof is back
Tell the whole world the truth is back
You ain't got to argue about who could rap
Cause the proof is back just go through my rap
New York New York yeah where my troopers at
Where my hustlers where my boosters at
I don't care what you do for stacks
I know the world glued you back to the wall
You gotta brawl to that
I been through that, been shot at shoot back
Gotta keep it peace like a buddhist
I ain't a New Jack nobody 'gon Wesley Snipe me
It's less than likely, move back
Let I breathe Jedi knight
The more space I get the better I write

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song performed by Jay-Z
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Gioconda And Si-Ya-U

to the memory of my friend SI-YA-U,
whose head was cut off in Shanghai

A CLAIM

Renowned Leonardo's
world-famous
"La Gioconda"
has disappeared.
And in the space
vacated by the fugitive
a copy has been placed.

The poet inscribing
the present treatise
knows more than a little
about the fate
of the real Gioconda.
She fell in love
with a seductive

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poem by Nazim Hikmet
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I can't do the same thing every night, the same gestures... it's like putting on dirty panties every day.

quote by Brigitte Bardot
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It's a trip but it hasn't crossed over to the point where women are throwing their panties at me.

quote by Taye Diggs
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