Submissions by Jonathandiana
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Futuristic past
Do me like margarine
Melt me a brick
Im bart simpson 9 11 is picked
Bars and prisons heaven is bliss
The stars glisten over my head
A super nova explosion a moon like glowing over my head
Can you be a tomb of human sacrifice
Mooses are huge be a traffic light
Do you Really do save the world or cast a fight
Cain N able have to fight
Advance on satalights
Put it on a fish bone and pay the tickit
Cook it with the soda get to fishing
Hook you like j hova flip a chicken
Im jerked out i did the mission
A poem for whats...
Melt me a brick
Im bart simpson 9 11 is picked
Bars and prisons heaven is bliss
The stars glisten over my head
A super nova explosion a moon like glowing over my head
Can you be a tomb of human sacrifice
Mooses are huge be a traffic light
Do you Really do save the world or cast a fight
Cain N able have to fight
Advance on satalights
Put it on a fish bone and pay the tickit
Cook it with the soda get to fishing
Hook you like j hova flip a chicken
Im jerked out i did the mission
A poem for whats...
#historical
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Make my day in the sunshine
Entill moonlight and luck dies
Que a was i a partner or some guy
You were the butter i am a honey dip
I gota bee bugging you were the syrup
Feet rubbing smoth and delicate
A heart for forever less
Can you at least be a jello bowl
Put me in the deli
I need your sweets like its candy
A keeper forever and be my marry
Like jane trees are dandy
But your my fan the heat is blowing
A vent to freeze my potion
To chill a ghost
Sheets dont plan to lift
Your so cold its your cheeks and hands...
Entill moonlight and luck dies
Que a was i a partner or some guy
You were the butter i am a honey dip
I gota bee bugging you were the syrup
Feet rubbing smoth and delicate
A heart for forever less
Can you at least be a jello bowl
Put me in the deli
I need your sweets like its candy
A keeper forever and be my marry
Like jane trees are dandy
But your my fan the heat is blowing
A vent to freeze my potion
To chill a ghost
Sheets dont plan to lift
Your so cold its your cheeks and hands...
#lover
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