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ROAST, the RUTHLESS

buddydog
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buddydog H Faulk III
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On The Edge

Walking on the edge    
Of life's highway  
Sometimes the good      
Brings the bad our way      
Failures are reminders where we went wrong      
If we learn, they make us strong      
Livin' on faith is never a compromise      
You'll find the truth without surprise
 
You're only paralyzed      
If you lay by the pool and wait      
You can't count on a friend      
To let you in      
At thirty-eight it's never too late      
Listen to the voice, pick up your mat      
And walk      
Just walk on
 
They'll try to tell you      
You're wrong      
Just stay strong      
Find the place where His children pray      
Out of the crowd will come a better day      
    
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PoetsRevenge
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Dangerous Mind
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Easy Bake Mistake (Roasted)

'For Ruth Less'
 
Gas oven, 103.
I think I can make toast this way.
They never wanted me to, those doubters,
so I bought extra bread.
It was on sale like 'his' stuff  
dropped off at Goodwill
when I emptied the car,
smoking insanity.
I have no muffler anymore
and the shop is closed.
 
It's right next to the fridge.
Bring on the last meal, no wait,
there's leftovers aplenty  
since he's gone.
Toasted 'his' cinnamon stick
on my hearth, that was last week,
now I'm alone.
I can finally hog the TV and the shower;
no more hairy bits in the sink.
Unfortunately, he left 'her' underwear
in the sock drawer, Oh-ld Spice!
Some cloves stuck in an orange
will do nicely.
 
Light a candle, it lasts longer,
must be a Yankee.
Heck, if it burns bright enough
I might toast a marshmallow.
How did I get here?
Time and impatience
and 'him' over easy in a slow oven.
It was half-baked in a lightbulb moment;
everything else was D.O.A.
Ask Betty Crocker or Fanny Farmer.
 
I'm getting too close to the flame.
What's that acrid smell?
I'm one big creosote log;
it must be my hair burning.
Aqua-Net is extremely flammable;
it was 'him' that coated me in it.
 
                     .....
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EdibleWords
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I like you booze filled, Sweety .... and clammy
I need you cleaned out and calm, rest up!
lovers need magical times to compensate
Bodies tangled tend to mangle lover heads
Butt, before I do you harm, I already did!

"The Voice" has ceased calling my name
because I refuse to do anymore interviews
Your got me into rehab (wrong way, Dickhead!)

...I wish you was dead
(Not REALLY, lf course!)

...we must carry and share
...because we have a child now.
That's better than your death.
You made up for a lot, so did I!

EdibleWords
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EdibleWords
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Getting Fully Bent

More than trying
to bend mind
I want to see
to see how far "it" flexes
without breaking

the question is
if "it" bends
to the point of fracture
how will I know?

is "it" existent
more than in my mind?

and if so
then
from the outside
will "it" appear intact?

if i break my mind
will lost loves be found?
will dead wood come alive?
will the girl be at peace?

or will "it" be worse?


EdibleWords
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If only Edible Words would quit making extra portions!!

BigG
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EdibleWords
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BigG said:🍻

Thank you, after my pan... that was tender... unctuous... delicious...

And I liked it in the raw!!

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wallyroo92
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Thick and Juicy

I heard there’s a roast so I came to join,
But it’s rough and there’s no tenderloin,
The host will boast a toast of burns to turn up the heat,
I have some ill skill with these spills,
We’ll have a fun filled time by the grill,
I’m a guest but you may have guessed it, I brought the meat.

I got beef,
So let’s grill it up and eat it,
Iron deficient?
Yeah you may just need it,
The steak is so thick and juicy you’ll be a wanting more,
You vegetarian?
That’s ok I don’t judge,
It looks good?
I know you won’t budge,
But it’s so delicious you have to be careful what you ask for.

Everyone will be lining up salivating,
The seasoning is titillating,
Watch out for the sauce, don’t get any on your shirt or blouse,
I’ll serve ya - a nice big dish,
With everything you want and wish,
Then you’ll be humming a little when it’s all up in your mouth.

You’ll lick you lips and fingertips,
And if you wonder about my ribs,
I don’t mean to brag but they’re also big and beguiling,
So if you’re hungry get some more,
I aim to please like you’ve never had before,
But everyone (even the vegans) will leave here smiling.
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Tallen
Tallen
earth_empath
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A Pittsburg Rare

I’ve always loved

Your way

of searing
 
me

to perfected pain,
 
charring me just right
  
leaving me

a little black
  
&

a little blue.

  
I also love the way

You bind
  
me

to

Your will...
  
and  the way

You bruise.





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BigG
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Naughty, I like this 😘, good night my flower

Bottomsln
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My friend heroin

         MY FRIEND HEROIN
    we used to hang out everyday
    I did whatever you would say
    the days you weren't there, I was blue
    you even killed my best friend too
    that didn't really matter to me
    thought you loved me unconditionally
    with you I could run & hide
    & put all of my feelings aside
    the pain I thought you took away
    left me with shame everyday
    didn't talk to my friends anymore
    don't really even know what for
    I swore it was you I hated
    left my life so complicated
    there's no where to run I can speak
    you'll even haunt me in my sleep
    it's pshycological can't break free
    heroin you got a hold of me
    I'm so disgusted & can't say no
    now i'm stuck & you won't let go
    at first I did you so I could get high
    & now I need you just to get by
     left me with nothing else to take
    it won't be long now before I break
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Ahavati
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Need Mo Whiz, Dumb

I tol u
Yur back-wurd

Get smarts
No bumazz
Smartur

I C yew
Dats wear u gunna
B
If U can spale

Dis is stoop-id

Tryin ta talk 2U
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EdibleWords said:

What the 'bumazz' is that supposed to be?  A poem or a text. ' lulz '  

I mean seriously, this type of writing and disrespect is about as juvenile and lazy an attempt at rap poetry as I have read, 'Yo! Dawg!' Believe me when I tell you that texting poetry is a far greater crime against literature than book burning, which ain't nuttin but stoo-pid.

I suggest you stop groping yo crotch and read a book. Get some smartz.  Lurn 2 spale. Yo!

SMDH


EdibleWords
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Ahavati said:

What the 'bumazz' is that supposed to be?  A poem or a text. ' lulz '  

I mean seriously, this type of writing and disrespect is about as juvenile and lazy an attempt at rap poetry as I have read, 'Yo! Dawg!' Believe me when I tell you that texting poetry is a far greater crime against literature than book burning, which ain't nuttin but stoo-pid.

I suggest you stop groping yo crotch and read a book. Get some smartz.  Lurn 2 spale. Yo!

SMDH



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I'm speech-wet!

poet Anonymous

Good Nights Await: Eggs on Waffles, brown sauce”

Ninja, woulda seen and heard it all
but they don’t want me coming around

Poetry-slam in the canteen hall
and security are shoving me out

Though, Edna had stopped and remained
pointing others towards the
square glass window pane

Jessi said “Mouth open, and eyes
rolled in the back of his head
I think he’s masturbating near the door
Man said he was going through distress
like that mother fucker is weird for sure.”

So I made it back to my room
with a plate of egg, waffles and brown sauce
Dawn of the Dead movie too
like a song
and hearing aids in ears
not being took out yours

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