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Flea Zombie Jan 8
(F)uck you germs
(F)uck you viruses
(F)uck you bacteria
You are not the main projects
Of the creator sorry to say
But I (f)ucking hate you
Though you make good reading material
Still I say proudly
(F)uck you germs
(F)uck you viruses
(F)uck you bacteria
As I will clean not just for money
I clean to give you a up yours
You little thinks
Are just thoughts
As I am coming for you every
Wednesday
Your existence is unacceptable
But your beauty is acceptable
That I still have to say
(F)uck you germs
(F)uck you viruses
(F)uck you bacteria
As I hated you for the longest of
Times and times again
This is my angry song
This is I cannot give blood song
But (f)uck I am still living
You comb mfers
Can't destroy me
So I say in anger
As I spray in your face
(F)uck you germs
(F)uck you viruses
(F)uck you bacteria


(F)uck you germs
(F)uck you viruses
(F)uck you bacteria
As I despies you
As I spy my favourite book
In my usual nook
I sound like a loud mouthed shuck
But this has to be
Said

(F)uck you germs
(F)uck you viruses
(F)uck you bacteria
(F)uck you germs
(F)uck you viruses
(F)uck you bacteria
I will live my (f)ucking life
Weather you (f)uckers will like it or not
You will not last long with me
I am the mother (f)ucking lemon
And I eat them too!
Watch out

(F)uck you germs
(F)uck you viruses
(F)uck you bacteria
(F)uck you germs
(F)uck you viruses
(F)uck you bacteria

Why don't you have a lemonade
Instead of haterade!
Flea Zombie Jan 8
Miss me did you
Miss me do you
Think about the things that
Are going through
My mind too
You
All the kisses and conversations
Wel will have together as we
Enjoy the music, tv, or movie
What shall we talk about
When you come
When you come
This heart needs home improvement
This head needs home improvement
I wish I cool have
Room for you
But my exes are
Living in my head rent free
The must be trainable
But that I cannot say freely
Miss me did you
Miss me do you
To think that you were
Just a typical guy, boy!
I was (f)ucking wrong
To thing that you were into sports
Only to see you are a misfit
Like me
Please be you for (f)ucks sake
I am being me for (f)ucks sake
Do not  conform
Do not conform
As this is how they will get you
As I think of you my heart swelled
And my head inflated to the air off you
At the thought
of kissing you
Slightly passionately
As I never made a guy like you
Tattoos
Piercings
Don't ***** me over
As I had be hurt
But I am not Albert Einstein
So treat me gently for
I am a diamond not a hot star
I am a diamond not a hot star
I am a diamond not a star
I this night sky
Why should you be a star when you
Can be a diamond in the sky but
We are still there when the sun
Shines how I pine for your love
Miss me did you
Miss me do you
Miss me did you
Miss me do you
Àŧùl Jan 3
1, 2, 3, 4!
School mein hain bacche jitne,
Maangte hain paise utne!
Kya bataaun hain ye kitne,
Books hi books hain yahaan-wahaan!

Ghar mein bacche baste hain,
Sabko bacche janchte hain.
Baithe zidd ye pakad ke,
Khiloune jab maange.
Khiloune hain ye maangte!

Oh!

Kharcheele kharcheele!
Bacche hain kharcheele!
Cheeni ki hain raatein!
Daant inke dheele!

Duniya bacchon ka ghar hai,
Chehra sabka jaise pyaara hai.
Baithe zidd pakad ke,
Khiloune jab maange.
Khiloune hain ye maangte!

Oh!

Kharcheele kharcheele!
Bacche hain kharcheele!
Cheeni ki hain raatein!
Daant inke dheele!
Kharcheele kharcheele!
Bacche hain kharcheele!
Cheeni ki hain raatein!
Daant inke dheele!

Here's the translation:

1, 2, 3, 4!
There are kids in school as many,
They demand money as much!
What can I say, they're so many,
Books are everywhere, here and there!

Kids are at home, all around,
Everyone's checking on the kids.
Sitting stubbornly, they demand,
Toys when they want them.
They want toys!

Oh, what expenses!
Kids are so expensive!
Nights are like sugar,
Their teeth are so weak!

The world is a home for kids,
Every face is lovable.
Sitting stubbornly, they demand,
Toys when they want them.
They want toys!

Oh, what expenses!
Kids are so expensive!
Nights are like sugar,
Their teeth are so weak!
A Rock On!! Parody of the song Zehreelay Zehreelay.

My HP Poem #2036
©Atul Kaushal
Luna Nov 2024
bags under my eyes
glitter on my nails
impulsive thoughts
and my room is gross
I'm a star rock star?
well, not so far
but if I get the chance
I will be one, I guess
Hebert Logerie Nov 2024
Sometimes when you hit the hard rock
Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! You must bounce back
Never leave without a tough fight
That’s the correct thing to do. That’s right
Always remain calm, positive, valiant and defiant
The sun, moon and earth are incredibly resilient
Never stop fighting until the last breath
Eat and drink well and protect your health
Your heart is beating for a good reason
Regardless, please enjoy the new season
Do not give up and never stop living
Keep on fighting; the sun is still shining
Many times when you hit the hard rock
Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! You must bounce back

Copyright © November 2024, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of numerous collections of poetry.
Never stop fighting the bad vibes.
apricot Sep 2024
River rock, smooth and cool
Glistening in the midday sun
A testament to time and strength
Beneath the rushing waters run

Carved by centuries of flow
Each curve and groove tells a story
Of the world's relentless dance
Of nature's boundless glory

I pause to touch your ancient surface
Feel the weight of your solid form
And marvel at your steadfastness
Amidst the chaos of the storm

River rock, you stand unmoving
A symbol of resilience and grace
A reminder of the beauty
That lies within this wild place
Summer
Mark Wanless Jun 2024
religion is like
a rock is used many ways
to do what you want
Heidi Franke Jun 2024
Going on a rock tour
I'll leave you with the beats
in the ground.

Still, I will play for the crowd
Like I know what I am doing.

On return
Will I be home
Or was no one listening?

Cowering in corners
On lead guitar
And solo drums
Andrew Rueter Feb 2024
I'm a mineral who thinks it's a miner
even if I can't tell coal from gold
I offer my excavated treasures to the public
only to be told they're rocks
by obsidian hearted pebbles
so I quietly return to my quarry
and get on DraftKings Sportsbook
who pays me for saying the Nuggets will win
pulling validation from the gravelly depths
and showing promising riches to be unearthed
appealing to my **** and wallet
to subvert my brain
but I can't just switch off and call it
considering what could be attained
digging deeper and deeper down
people call down from the ground
but they never cared when I was around
and I'd rather get gems for the **** in my mind
than get **** for the gems in my mind
so I continue my decline
until rock bottom is mined.
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