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David Bird Jun 2010
I'm an idiot, idi-fool,
Idiot, idiot, idi-tool,
  Idiot, idi-lump,
  Idiot, idi-chump,
Idiot, idiot, most uncool.

I'm an idiot, idi-goon,
Idiot, idiot, idi-loon,
  Idiot, idi-berk,
  Idiot, idi-****,
Idiot, idiot; a buffoon.

I'm an idiot, idi-plum,
Idiot, idiot, and so dumb,
  Idiot, idi-pratt,
  Idiot, getting fat,
Idiot, idiot, feeling glum.
I was cross and I was ill, and it was half-five in the morning.

**Minor change: "I am an" to "I'm an" recommended by my esteemed twitter friend http://twitter.com/bettiwettiwoo
Babatunde Raimi May 2020
This used to be normal
My mother swagged in it
For my Sistos, weight magic
Then things fell apart
When they "kayamatized" it

Some only planned to wipe
Clean the play head and "jakpa"
They only wanted installation
After the romp on waist bead
They subscribed to full installation

"Ana no ofu ebe ekiri mmaun"
That was your slogan when you browsed
You forget she is a daughter of eve
Wiser than all the men in your clan
Congratulations, welcome to fatherhood it ended

Some scientists use this special science
Never will the land be fertile
As long as the gate is waistly beaded
It is a covenant made with the gods
For it is just but "Akamu" from an income man

In my lifetime, I have seen beautiful
They glow in the dark and beckons on you
Crystal beads fit only for nobles
If one thing must **** a man
Then my cause is chosen

In my sojourn as a globetrotter
I have crossed many seas
Swam oceans untold in foreign lands
But none is as sweet as you
My precious "Ileke Idi..."

Babatunde Raimi
+23478827380 & +2348035063895

P.S: "Ileke Idi" means waist bead in local Yoruba   parlance.
persefona Feb 2015
mila sedi na wc solji. prebira dlacice po brezuljku. nekako odvratno ali radoznalo trazi one pod zemljom
gusto groblje-guste misli:

dve prodavacice prodaju sok od sargarepe, na smenu- jedan dan jednoj plati jednu cenu drugi dan drugoj drugu. cuti. zakopa to u zeludac. guta vazduh namazan budalom. cuti. plati.  popije samar i sok.
na ulici razmazano oker govno, kao kanapei na srebrnom tanjiru.  
preskace, obilazi ga ona. preskace, obilazi ga i pas. kisa pada, oker krem gubi gustinu, pas nece pod kisobran juri senke i zapisava skupocene alo tepsije onih kojih se i pauk plasi.
zanoktica o vrh narandzastog jezika- rekapitulacija popisanosti i pogresno usmerene finoce. krv stedljivo iz nokta curi natapajuci nepce a mrmlja da sledeci put ce...
ali verovatno nece. jer ne razume tu gadnu nepravicnost. jer to je samo princip. mozda i hoce. jer princip je i sve.
dopire krik playback narodnjaka- komsija stigao sa posla, investitor umesto izloacije sigurno je kupio dzipa.
masina se centrifugom lansira u orbitu svake sekunde- privezala bi se za nju toaltet papirom....

aman, idi uci.
bolje ces se osecati.
kraj prozora cuje se ono dete sto svira trubu.
makar jos ne moras da trazis posao. eto imas vremena da smislis sta zelis da budes.
na kraju krajeva nemas urasle dlake. i da, auto ti je parkiran divlje pokupice ga pauk sigurno. i nemas dozvolu. kese za govna su u gepeku.
trebas psa izvesti.
sutra kupices sok od sargarepe, po ne zna se kojoj ceni.

rekla bi imas princip a i lenja si.
M Eastman Dec 2014
We are here to remember a woman. For indeed. She was one of those. A woman so vile. So repulsive. We remember her today because we are glad she is dead; for certainly, she may have become the next Idi Amin; for she wore a similar countenance, a hideous sneer permanently grimacing upon her wicked face. Also her love of torture. I recall the other day, when her black steps still cursed our earth, her slapping a cup of change from a homeless man’s hands while a nerve grating cackle escaped from her lips. She screamed into his face, him very frightened, her quite drunk, “Get a job you worthless Jew!”

On top of being a wicked ice queen who was a fan of Aaron Carter, this rotten corpse;  who will more than likely sour the soil here and create a pet cemetery effect on the other corpses, was an insatiable ****. She was the female Wilt Chamberlain. She will add one more to her long list after this service, when the gravedigger defiles her body for the last time, but really, he is the one who will be defiled and I feel sorry for the poor corpse ****** autistic mute who shall soon insert his semi-flaccid member into our not-so dearly departed. His **** will probably fall off.

How unlovable this creature. Quickly now. Help me grab her legs and heave-** her into the woods to be torn apart by the beasts she resembled, body and soul. If indeed she possessed a soul. Who can say? If she did, console yourselves in the fact she is gargling on gallons demon ***** at this very moment.  Her suffering will be legendary, as was assured to me by the Hell raiser himself in a dream I had.

Her death was a brutal one. And ******. Good riddance. Thank you to mortuary affairs for providing a closed casket. The smell was overwhelming. Especially when she was alive.

She leaves behind not just a cheering crowd of happy people, but a child, who now an orphan, will be put to the workshops immediately. Sewing Nike swooshes onto LeBron James limited edition pumps in the triangle shirtwaist factory. Which our society has deemed appropriate for soot covered orphans and their small hands.

Of course. None of these terrible things are true. The deep love I feel for this woman is only matched by the loss I feel at her passing. She was beautiful in life, generous and giving, she expected nothing in return for her many kindnesses. She loved to experience life, and I loved experiencing it with her. I enjoyed every minute I was lucky enough to spend with her.
Certainly, she was a magical girl. Colors will dim, Sounds will be muted, and the world itself is lessened. Goodbye my love for the last time. Rest easy draped in your silken clothing, forever underneath the shades of mountain wildflowers.

Robert E. Howard — 'All fled—all done, so lift me on the pyre—The Feast is over, and the lamps expire.'

William Butler Yeats’ epitaph:
Cast a cold eye
On life, On death
Horseman, pass by!
Some Explanation: The love of my life told me once that if she died, she didn't want anyone to say anything nice about her, mostly about how she stinks, at her funeral. (no one cares when she was alive why should i have anyone pretend they cared now) I promised her i wouldn't say anything nice and we agreed to write each other super mean eulogy's about how we both ****. this is mine for her.  Along with a few of my favorite quotes regarding death
Francie Lynch Feb 2023
I dreamt  I went to heaven;
(Or someplace, perhaps not there) ,
It surely was surreal.
I was somewhere in this vision,
For I certainly wasn't here.

In revelry I searched the crowd,
Saw countless faces shining.
Booth and Chapman smiled sublimely;
Oswald and Ruby discussed their crimes;
And Adolph and Idi were enjoying time..
Charlie and Earl began singing,
And Brutus danced out with  his brothers.
And the legions were carousing,
I wept while browsing,
I didn't see her here.

Did I take the wrong path,
As  dreamers often do;
And miss the gates of Paradise,
To go to Hell for you.

In the centre of this commotion,
Judas called me over
With his martyr's  smile.
We joined with the others,
(Ones he knows as brothers) ,
And lead me to the One I sought.
I'm in heaven when I'm with her.

I  roused myself,
Shook hard and long.
All the teachings we ingrained
On bent knees with hands inclined,
In prayer and subtle song,
Truly wronged us all along.
In death, I know, we leave behind
Our Hell-on-earth, and find,
Everlasting Peace-of-Mind.

.
jeffrey conyers Jul 2012
The story of the weak.
They run and hide.
When trouble comes their way.
In many ways.
They consider a gang.

They hide behind swatiskas.
Or hooded mask.
After all.
They live to create havoc to us all.
Some even wear suits.

And many times.
They are bright minded men.
Using the uneducated types to follow them om a whim.

So when faced with the justice of the law.
That's when they claims to not belonged to a gang at all.
There's no particular race on earth.
These fools don't affect.

Many tries to state they very religious.
As, if they comprehended the real truth.
We see ministers turn the word around to suit them too.

What God gives?
He can take it away.
He's the one we'll face on that judgment day.

What division exist in our society?
Exist because we act afraid of them.
When we should be standing firm against them.

******.
Stalin.
Idi Amin and Saddam , all had to pay.
But to some idiots these men are saints.
Where their wickedness isn't judged against them?

Oh, the fools within our society.
jeffrey conyers Feb 2013
It takes one idiot to create a following.
******, Mussoulini, Idi Amin and others.
While it took one man to create more blessings.

From those that followed him, they left a foundation to built on.
And if you trace their roots the movement is still going strong.

It's takes one fool to be seen as stupid.
While it took one more to stand strong against the forces of wrong.
Even within his people.
Who didn't accept him so easily.

But from this one man came truth.
And we believers in Christ are the living proof.
Of the things one person can do.
When they standing on solid ground.

The word.
The Scriptures, are what our life is based upon?
They can't be re-written to suit a certain person perspectives.
Without taking away from the true message that was being delievered.

This one man was appointed and anointed with a heavy load.
And not once did he fail.

In life, it only takes one to do good for others to see.
They say we free but are we really free or modern slaves in a plantation tied with invisible mental chains, prisoned to the  golden fantasies of a spiritual dimension encoded in a book of light
Our ancestors are demonised in the name of
And our God given dark magic is victimized
As a spiritual sin to an invisible alien sky God
They enforced brutally on the true God's of Alkebulan
Are we really free when spiritually we are still conquered
Will the God who created us fight for us or against us
They took our land
They ***** our women
Took our wild stock
For themselves
And killed our men
Sailed some of the boys
To the new world
Through the altantic
Where some of them were served
As food to creatures of the ocean
Some drowning themselves
For freedom in the spiritual world
Our mother we're left
Widowed & pregnant
To innocent souls
Committed painful sinfully
Tell me are we free when we went trough such
Without reparations
The Jews got it for ******'s genocide
And others they managed to rebuild
Tell me are we free
Are we free when the DRC is still being exploited
For her minerals & it's war all over
Are we free when the Arabs claim Egyptian history as theirs and opress the true dark pharoas
Are we free when Sudan is in the mist
Of a religious war
It Muslims v Christians
Brotherhood no longer matters
Libya is involved in slave trades
Nigeria is troubled by rebels
South Africa is involved in Afrophobia
Tell me Africa are we really free ?
In the Dispora you had Garvey
Malcom X
Dr Khalid
What did you do with them asks
Dr Clarke ?
They took out Nkrumah
Assassinated Lumumba
Victimized Mugabe
& Exiled Zimbabwe from the world
Destroying our bread & basket
Hunger became a ghost that haunting
The people of Zimbabwe & still does
They Killed Machel
& So died the future of a prosperous Mozambique
They silenced Gaddafi
& Libya became a war Zone
So died the dreams of a United Africa with him
lied about Idi Amin
Shaked Ethopia
Failed in Somalia
And institutionalized the most
Punishious & brutal regime
To the people of the South
Tell me Africa are we free when heavent really dealt with all this trauma
Tell me Africa are we free ?
Tell me are We free ?
Or are we still in *******
#Africa
Jonny Angel Jun 2014
I wonder about those guys
sometimes,
Ted & Jeff,
Adolf & Genghis,
Vlad & Idi,
such monsters it seems,
where they suckled too much
or maybe not enough?

And what about that guy down the street,
pushing his wife & kids around
like human fodder,
suffering from the same syndrome
I guess?

What a jumbled mess....
I confess,
I could **** him!
Francie Lynch Mar 2020
We know them best by their first names,
Names ingrained on our brains;
Mouthed by millions being slain,
By the viral ego of the politically inane.

Adolph, Idi, Kim and Pol,
Francisco, Mao and Nicol.
Other names have come and gone,
None rise so high, as Despot Don.

Tens of thousands die prematurely,
The man's bereft of human morality.
Preoccupied with re-election,
He risks a healthy population:
The aged, sick and compromised,
Won't cast a vote when they die.
The word is out throughout New York:
He ain't famly, de foykin joyk.
Last line, Bronx accent. It sounds so much nicer.
RVani Kalyani Jun 2022
To the one who I hope will stay forever,
And from the one who promises to stay forever.
Thank you anna,
Oka guiding star laga u were there,
And I hope you will always be!

Ekkadnundi start cheyyalo ardam katle anna😅
Firstly you inspired me a lot anna, mi laga kavali ani chala sarlu ankunna inka ankuntunna kuda 😁 so nak tips ivvandi how to become a person like ram sai ani 😄 and i really hope we stay in touch for our whole lives 🫂













Chala chala thank u anna! Mek eroje manchiga hug cheskoni thank u so much Anna ani chepdam ankunna 😅 but konchem ibbandi feel aina kani malli chance dorkademo malli meet avthano leno ani bayamesindi... Chala hesitate chesi inga finally miku oka hug icha 😁 Inka walking kuda veldam ankunna mitho mrng 😁 anddd thank u so much for the books Anna malgudi days aithe pakka aipogodtha 10 days lo complete ga next week mids kabatti. Inka eh 3rd year Vani ni ila chakkaga change chesindi meere! Idi mathram pakka. Thank u anna me valle i got to have a dosti gang asalu. Nak intha mandi friends unnaru ipdu ayyaru ante me valle! You made this me! Thank u so much Anna asalu inka okka year matho unte inkentha bagundedi ani,Manam inka munde kalisi unte inka bagundu kada ani, eh corona asal lekapothe bagundu ani okate thoughts. Entha cheppina entha ikkada type chesina thakkuve anna. Nijanga asal ankoledu intha manchi anna dorkutharu ani, munde evari tho matladanu alantidi ram sai anna dorkikaru ante matala!( nijanga anna) munde chepthunna anna eh 10 days lo meku call osthadi nanundi and nen edustha pakka 😅 so be ready😂
Inkokasari 3rd year starting nundi chadvalani undi anna, malli okasari fest ni experience cheyyalani undi same mecharena22 ni, malli traditional day night temple mundu ala nightout cheyali ani undi kani time is soo fast asalu. Time machine unte bagundu anna😅
Ivala morning ala ayyindi ani mer em feel kakandi 😅 meku chala fans untaru so i can understand 🤑 but chala chepdam ankunna cheppalekapoya ani chinna regret😅kani danni calls lo therchukunta le😁 marchipokandi anna nannu🤧 Love you Anna and I miss u already...



And meku 2 bookmarks ichanu ga dantlo wings daggara chinigi unnadantlo oka chinna message rasanu kani pencil tho rasina so cheppalenu fade avvakunda unda leda ani. But promise me anna you will open it only when you miss me so much ok? Ipde open cheyyakandi. Open it when you truly miss me a lot.
And please dont forget me anna eppudaina nak munde evar ler ekva 😅
Elkhan Asgar Nov 2024
Bir gün bir hörümçək
bərk sürüşərək,
Dığırlandı yerə
dəydi kətilə.
Kətil yerə düşdü –
taxtaları deşdi,
Döşəmə yırğalandı –
və ev dağıldı.
Evsə ucada, yamacda idi,
Birbaşa aşağı diyirləndi.
Tappıltıyla çaya düşdü,
Şişdi çay daşqına döndü,
Ətrafda nə varsa gömdü.
Dərələr və dağları,
Ağaclar və daşları,
Evləri, hasarları,
Uddu hər şeyi sular,
Acgöz, qorxunc dalğalar.
Dalğalar qoynunda üzür bir budaq,
Gəlin bu budağa yaxından baxaq.
Oturub orda o fağır hörümçək,
Sürüşüb yıxılan ağır hörümçək.
Köksünü ötürür, büzüşür, qorxur,
Hərdən də əzdiyi dizini ovur.
Johnny Noiπ Jan 2019
English office;            Now in the north and Chiba Dip
fire
See ancient Roman joy and enthusiasm with quiet music.
There is not enough space Now love is love, love and love.
It's a list of works.                              My parents were in front of my parents.
Listen to your words according to your enemies.
Australia is a group of N4 teams 3 Shadow and change
And food for the people.            I like men and women,
and this is the death of my stomach,                           Starbucks Office (ECB)
Breakfast is around Wedding Saturday!
For the first time                   Then remove the final penalty;
Many people research.
Changes in the island and neck
Libyan youth are difficult
It is used for young people
The old man came back and listened to me.
What can we do with the first bitmap is the first problem? LG commits itself.        See beta
This is the solution.
EKS North Starbucks's work has not only changed
Identity theft is a satellite benefit.
However, Ner found her in the grave.                     First of all, without odors
Change coffee,
Change the job,
right ur Reader
Taxomilicosoles                     In their network, they do not want to recognize  
the use of the city.
My dad                  People are listening
Australia has 4 results for associations
Change the economic change.
Why clean it up?    There are many conversations in 3D.
She needed a Woman who died of my mother.
Starbucks EB;
We want to visit Pont Sainin               t & a on Saturdays and Saturdays.
B is a woman who eats food;
Author's comment     Then write the last sentence of Brunson.
Yezrevai i.bi has launched thousands of Starbucks.
Adult mobile phones            There's nothing to see
Ovenflo Yucatan, an important Italian paper
Move to move more                  (2000-2015)
Wanda idi Leiji Mellow Goblin Kidz                                Owl Gold Nabeiki Dante                                     Problem repair is important. The good news is.
Lite Street, Vijieu Louiechi
Celine 3 works                      Mosque, mosque, mosque
understanding
EKO is a great challenge.
Tawatiin bed                          Crime with us
bear
See collections of the collection
He came to the seminar.
Yenasidiki Lewit's student name
How to get to Gilead?
Gilead; Ogilid, we can see God easily see. I love.
Church administrative behavior
The cause of sin to the end
General plan;                                        But those who do not agree with it
English version of each page
Answer now 100 stars. Answer Starbix
His eyes shine brightly. In this way, I want to see all the blue print server and administrators, it's not coffee.
Love is love
Compare high quality corruption.      Kalzium ysarevai c. Ball Mary Star
Try it! Argia Owensia Yangtai Bulla;
Yerea Katharim (2000-2015)
is written according to the rules of the library of Gabriel Vanni Lazh
So neberika
Golden egg
Problem repair is important.                                    The good news is.
Road Lowl, Vandrelal Launch Technology, 3-Bidet Metal IndigyUyTi
Share information about Fizzy                      EKO is a great challenge.
twenty             Music: A-
In fact, it is not __
This crystal is a new wine.
They look good        Jesus was not
Ryan Mark Liddy is a new student
He was also Galaad and Galaad.
It could be Gilead.           But he did not sin in the world of the owner,
Do not look
Ruslan Nov 2024
That to you soul, to my much,
That way so good its begin.
Then IDI to my wrong to so good,
That way you so my much.

That to brick wall to get to you need,
Its alright to Moscow the begin.
Its you soul to my friend its alright,
That to get to you friend.

Then to much in the world,
A you screen the sou you.
Send to buick of to me,
Then my friend follow me.

Then to go Nederland,
Its alright what the boy.
To my mucn in the world,
Screen the right to much born.

Then begin its you need,
Frank to go its you dead.
That way so, in the sing,
Then my front to again.

Then it is wrong to go,
Then my soul to you.
Wrong to much is because,
Sen to user to brick.

Its so good in wall street,
That again to my much.
That you go in the sleep,
Its okay mather ****.

What you so England and,
So to much understand.
That alright to my born,
Its so good to my friend.

Its you need to the break,
A you go to my friend.
That alright to the boy's,
Then my friends to so lone.

Go you need to the school,
A you so much to born.
That way you its so much,
My beginning to need.

In the world in the square,
O to much in forever.
In the sleeping to need,
In this picture you bread.

What ago to you friend,
Its so much under cred.
That alright to begin,
What a you to the sin.

Then my dear to sou,
Then IQ my so lone.
That way sou so so lone,
It the felin to born.

Go to matches so good,
Its forever to end.
That way so to you need,
Its okey to you bread.

Then its no to again,
You my friend its okay.
Wall to working so good,
Its alright this my book?

In the bread i am soul,
I'm hungry so lone.
That my present to me,
Off in break to ago.

What i needed so much,
You a now to so teach.
That way soul you square,
Then my friendly so me.

Its all writing begin,
Its so good in believe.
That way so you a need,
That way say to my screen.

Then its nice to so much,
In the world in my teach.
That a way so so good,
In the world in my blood.

So again to you screen,
In believing to sin.
That way so to you square,
It the happy new year.

So so go its for you,
That my people to su.
What i soul again,
You and i yahoo hay.

Its my book what a ****,
My so much is Kutak.
Its yes **** understand,
Im Tatar President.
😉😈😈😈

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