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Hi guys, I thought of this and I really like the idea of me interacting with you, sometimes we all need a little bit of inspiration.
So guys, Inspiration for next poem please, Hit me with your best shot and I’ll try and convert it with my ideas for your pleasure and mine
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Out for the evening 19 years old
What story has the night to be told?
Into the club, a Smirnoff or two
On the dance floor and I see you
Your looking at me, really at me?
What is gonna happen? To be?
We dance together, grind to the beat
I can’t stop dancing, nor control my feet
You look in my eyes for a second or two
Then we kiss passionately, me and you
We cannot wait, we grab our coats
Catch a cab, this is not a joke
Back to mine, through the door
Knickers off, to the floor
You rip my shirt, I rip yours off too
Wild animals in an explosive stew
On my old sofa bed, with broken springs
Dont care, making you scream
Alcohol great, it’s lasting long
Oh it’s great, nothing wrong
Then to the climax, at the same time
Oh it was great, hearing you whine
We finish, panting, laying there nude
Strangers, that had fun, being rude!
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Phil lister 28/09/17
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See this poem read on YouTube, this was written before the election
I decided to write this as it doesn’t seem to matter what he does he is still seen as a potential leader. Well here it goes, a poem on Mr Trump.
Mr Trump look at you with that strange set of hair sitting on top of you.
You abuse and insult others that do not agree with you
What gives you the right, you have none at all!
You call women names and disgusting animals
My god Mr Trump you have got some balls
Public speaking, wow you excel, tweeting your messages giving em all hell
Always trying to make a headline, trying to steal the show. Let’s watch Mr Trump, look at him go!
You can be sexist and see blood coming out of wherever?
Do you ever listen to yourself? I imagine never!
Or you just choose to be heard and not to listen to yourself
That would be crazy i guess. Deafened by your wealth!
Why are you so rich, why do you merit that
You won’t even release your tax returns and that is a fact!
You campaign for America, “Make America Great Again”
You want to build a Mexican wall, are you insane?
And really, a ban on Muslims, do you hear yourself?
“The constitutions first amendment”, No, read it yourself!
How can you be the front runner, how can it be real
The Republicans continue to support you, crazy i feel
You tell it as it is, is that true
Take a look at yourself Mr Trump, really, at you!
Phil Lister 30/04/2016
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I beat you, this time it’s for sure
Your addiction to me is no more
Some people it’s ciggies, drink, gambling too
My addiction was a card game, stuck to it like glue
Line chat with my guild, only one guild I ever liked
The conquerors, and I always enjoyed our fight
For some people video games are lame
Sorry if for you I seem to be insane
Although it was intense, participating in guild wars
It had to end, your daily chores
Login, do this do that, spend energy
Now I’m rid of you, i am happy
I will not come back to you, my hours spent
Goodbye deck heroes, igg, get bent!
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Phil lister 26/09/17
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Madness, two leaders doing deranged things
We don’t yet know what it’s going to bring
A country that feels they have to protect themselves
By testing missiles and whatever else
The world is in outrage at their outrageous acts
They refuse to change, they continue in fact
Not even a president of the United states
Who speaks like a dictator and raises the stakes
Kim calls trump mentally deranged
Sorry guys, what you are doing, your both insane!
Madman! rocketman! Let the insults fly
Like the US jets doing their fly by
Now trump is a dotard, according to Kim
Old, mental capacity ready for the bin
Trump fires losers that don’t get results
Kim just shoots them, doesn’t accept insults
Where are we going, what is next for the world
World war three perhaps, only time will tell.
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Phil lister 24/09/17
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Dont say a word, do what I say
Your my sexy girl, I wanna play
Stand in front of me and get undressed
Tease me baby, I want to see your chest
Hands running down from your neck to your breasts
Wanting to show me, you know what to do next
Unclip that bra, slowly drop it to the floor
Cover your nipples make me wanna see more
You turn around just in a little lace thong
Keep teasing me baby, make it long
Come back to me, slowly now
Sit on me baby, you know just how
I pull on your hair, your head tilts back
You moan in joy as you enjoy my attack
Hands across your mouth, go on bite me
Go on, harder now, it gives me such glee
Go on turn around, get on your knees
You know what to do, I want to be pleased
Look at me, don’t stop pleasing me
Oh god, oh baby, I’m in ecstasy
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Phil lister 15/09/17
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Looking in your mirror thinking of him
Lusting to be touched in lustful sin
Imagining now that he is behind your neck
Wanting to feel his lips, just a little peck
Close your eyes and slip into bliss
Head leant back wanting an erotic kiss
Slowly just lips, then intertwining tongues
Oh how you feel with your forbidden fun
Pleading to be touched, a very first time
Wanting this ecstasy to make you whine
You take off your dress, let it fall on the floor
Just in your undies wanting to be explored
He is back behind you, your invisible man
He is watching you now, what’s his plan
You look in the mirror into his eyes
He is talking to you, with no surprise
In the mirror his eyes fixed on you
Your body, your soul in full view
Breath on your neck, he is so close to you
Trembling, wanting what you never knew
His hand on your neck, pulls you close
Time stands almost still, lost as it slows
His hands trace your bra, your feeling weak
You feel it coming, your at your peak
You take off your panties and wait for him
Your ghost, your stranger, your lustful sin
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Phil lister 14/09/17
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Are you feeling down, world against you?
Pickled in turmoil in boggy stew
Life throws us curved balls, cogs in wheels
Hide if you will or dare to dig in your heels
What doesn’t kill you can only make you stronger
Use your mind, be creative, think a little bit longer
I may not be the best, you may be better than me
Hey hum, that’s life, your free to be free
Stuck in your job, no way to get out
Yes you can, they can do without
I am just a human in this immense universe
If you don’t fulfill your potential it’s even worse
You are great, you can lead
Others will listen and take heed
Change the world in a day may not be possible
But with positive thinking you are free and able.
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Phil lister 04/09/17
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