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Johnny Noiπ Oct 2018
Definitions of it/pronoun/used to refer to a thing
previously mentioned or easily identified;
a room with two beds in it is used to identify a person;
it's me, used in the normal subject position
in statements about time, distance, or weather;
it's half past five, used in the normal subject
or object position when a more specific subject
or object is given later in the sentence.
it is impossible to assess the problem
used to emphasize a following part of a sentence;
it is the child who is the victim
the situation or circumstances; things in general.
no one can stay here—it's too dangerous now,
exactly what is needed or desired; they thought
they were it,              *** appeal he's still got “it.”
Denoting a person or thing that is exceptionally
fashionable, popular, or successful
at a particular moment in time; |||
they were Hollywood's
It couple in children's games,
the player who has to catch the others:
                                Elly tagged Karina ||            || |                          |
               and ran off yelling, ‘you're it!’|
From the birds, that they are in their own life,
It does not matter or will be; to have control
instead of the deaths of many in the cities ​​only,
in fact, churches are churches; layers
of a green star when the meeting was held,
Maria was born in bed with God's grace,
Lord, at this time of blood on the infant's head,
| Now I love women; the surface of the red
eye of Night and Day carries insects,
and it is good for the list, as the queen-style body
of the legendary *** assassins,
the one in the great City in Space
has had a positive blood supply
to trample the boy at the start of the great Race
to the Star of the West,; skin, blood of the sea,
Jesus' day of money for the American symbol,
not the golden flames, are the light of the Sky
over the American nightclub that has to have the best kids
of Nikari to find a good wife, or cute boys,
Another middle-aged middle-aged man
is calling for a so-called crystalline war
and the legend of the female;
she uses her feminine speed to pick up the moon's moon
as Igor is in erosion; is the true loss of truth of the south
or the glasses of the people;  Unlock the three outsiders
that are at the highest height of the finest time
when the degraded magnitude of the song
are the best Greek,       born in it and brown
in the Golden countries of prostitutes...
United Nations United Nations Department
In the history of Dr. Another thing
that is contrary to God;
Food and Diet and available features
the musicians reading guitar
the spirit of what is true in the name
Greek and ancient Greek names | one
return; the Brazilian bombshell
is a lawyer; she does the morning
forecast in the morning there's a clean
ledger  Sunscreen is & a blind person,
a great captive and due to spend all
his summer on Wall Street Women's alchemy,
they did not; Education | changes to change
in Focus and causes the Garden Variety
psychiatrist to focus on her Russian | |;
The elderly | | Maria Christian, He is waiting for the blessed
Gel-Tech Home to leads to his pregnant bed:
You have cut off the shadow of a master's viewer
on the other, turning to a month-old girl
having be who en heard at a table of the Latina,
came eating and beginning to be a robot born
of the guns of Bettie, the prostitutes received gifts,
the tree of the tongue had the strength
of Wallis, no letters,       written with plans
for the eyes of the cops,
for the lady of the council to play the waves of the mother
of the corner
was the least
to understand the light
              | and the light of my Essene Muses to serve,
naturally,               to the east Ivan's wedding is soon;
I would bring a picture of the picture the eggs,
top or bottom of the beach painting a picture
of the sun's legs in the garden,
and et et eget tincidunt Magic,
opens in the drink,                 he falls into the tricks of Mama
and kills Paul when he says Mark,
the city's Outdoor toilets call for dyed cloths to cover them,
or the war wears right into the skin of the fingers
and the sacred fire from the yellow light
know the the secret spaces until reform
are the part that smokes the face of crime,
the sound of the singular I holding back the currents
of the depth of the restrictions that could take place
to bring an impression
with the heart of the thought of the beacons
of the Buddhists' tears,
with the monstrous clouds of monster lovers of itself,
She began to kiss me to the ground, the foundations
of the bunch of young men and women playing,
Holy is the patient,     walking in principle ex=y;
Black Hill is handsome, Make free the smoke tunnel
from the coast;              After watching for treatment
The mountains and hills like Hill and *******;
lighted, and great tribulation is working,
and writing,
Call three or four thirds, southern face,
wise guard || | |
For boys:       Marcus had fought the best reading;
Johnny the Angel who is carrying you into it
Signs the Museum of America's Guestbook,
In England             fallen leaves and leaves,
Einstein's capital tells of a wife; Total |
Football club piles on when the woman is crying
we know what's bad, has he been fought,
not just to be commented on:
The term is '******',    ******,
tree;             The joyous city
in the sea;      1 starts growing upward
with its own *****,With the Jews,                     all members
suffer severe Wood Burns; A tree is a green door
before the game,
Virginia,The first 1 in the country
goes with you to a nearby town, Barbie's Wall
is saying
that the house has fallen by the summer's end |
that has built a picture that puts Kiss my Secret
Paradise Russian
gay a lot of Alchemy filled with Jews modified |
******'s invisible son of the Rock of Jesus Christ
Dreaming of mirror's Heroicum Kid Brain in French;
play the game, drink of the man,
they think he wants the bunch of boys 'holes
from the area of ​​the friends of the gods
who are in the cold with the general
and worn out of Hells, the daughter of the city Lybia
come
to see to the war, the dead;               & think      about her worries
      about the color of the Association of Wall Street
                              |  throughout the wreckage & ****.
two hundred years ago
   or so
this title might have read
"America", etc.,

according to the myth
that then was strong
and still exotic
   and promising to aliens
with no experience

today, after Wounded Knee, the Trail of Tears,
the Civil War, the Restoration, all the lynchings,
after Vietnam, Grenada, Panama, Nicaragua,
the Gulf, Iraq, Afghanistan,Lybia, Syria & cetera,
Ferguson, Baltimore, & cetera,
"America" has disappeared

it has, in fact, become quite evident
that to subsume the continent
   on the far side
       of the Atlantic or Pacific
   with this name
will do no more

   in truth, it rarely ever did

the mythic notion
   of a just and free society
was definitely buried at My Lai,
Panama City, on the desert plains
of Kurdistan, the Baghdad prisons,
    and Guantanamo
by racist violence & arrogance
   and pitiful ideas of white supremacy

   the usa today lies bare
   of the old promise of 'America'

street people, rampant fundamentalists,
drugs, and low employment rates,
in a society that longs
   despite its cherished myth
   of tough but honest competition
for holy war in order to rebuild with profit
   what it has destroyed with arms

that, to all evidence, cares not
a penny's worth for
   the unbuildable
   which never shows in the domestic census
or for the lives of others but their own brave boys
   preferably white
who have in recent years
      though with increasing discomfort
upon appointment by their country's presidents
achieved the dreary fame
   of bombing back into the stone age
distant lands that had
    just barely begun
to make it out from there

           * *
Ron Sparks Dec 2017
The Penguins are playing tonight
I have a belly full of high-quality
whiskey,
a fine cigar between my fingers,
and a pleasant buzz dulling my
constant anxiety.
The announcers play-by-play,
constant and frantic,
blares through my 70-inch television
adding artificial drama, but I like it.
I'm surrounded by my
precarious middle class wealth
while thousands of
slaves suffer and die in Lybia.
But I’m drunk, oblivious, and happy that
my team
just scored
Tyler Kelley Mar 2011
One New Notification

A sudden vibration interrupts
Billie Joe Armstrong
just before the chorus
of Shenanigans' fourteenth track.

My Blackberry Pearl decided
to inform me
of one new notification
from Hotmail.

Annoyed, I hurriedly
scroll to the interference
to check what was such important
breaking news:

CNN Breaking News
--  U.S. Military launches missiles against Gadhafi's forces in Lybia ... *

With a slight grin,
I press *Resume Song

with a new appreciation
for Mike Dirnt.
Lybia Tesserlata cheer your Aplomb
Though in fact your Act was meant for Defense
By feeding your Tenants each on their Comb
Then return your Shell by Deadly Cell's sense
Un-Surprising since Life on this Mattress
Blue and bleak as a Jungle should become
Given your Size versus Form in Distress
And sway your Foes to their Mouths become numb
And once the bubbles clear, might I suggest
To keep your Polyps for one more Function
When the Other comes, her *** swelled at Best
To win her Colours for Reproduction.
The Mum bless you be; Forever Instinct
Dear proud Inchordate; Forever Distinct.
Creepstar Jan 2016
Sick skillin'
Like a villain
Inkin like a saint
For the ***** I be fillin'
My style you just can't taint
I'll tear out ya tibia
Ya fibia
I'm sick of ya
I'll leave you lying ****** muddy
In the streets of lybia
Hungry mother *******
have no trouble getting rid of ya
And if your country had of loved you
Then they would of hidden ya
Before I had a son
I woulda grabbed a gun
Put it to my head
And chased myself to the other side of a darker place
But then I see his face
Reminds that I gotta be a member of the human race
And to find my place
Keep him right so he don't fall from grace
Mother!

O ghastly Mother covered with dirt and grime!
Mad woman
Scorn of the playground
How often I dream of you
And paint with my lover's eye,
A Queen bedecked with beautiful hills and grasslands
Sporting wildlife like gold jewels
And crowned abundantly with beautiful black skin.

How often you have mourned for your children
Your prodigal children
The ones that make paintings of bandages on your wounds
And cringe when they ooze
The ones that flee across your deserts and seas
Through Lybia, Morocco, Tunisia
Into the ghettos of Italy and Spain.

Mad woman
You dance naked in the market square
With teary eyes and a broken soul
While your children pawn your royal robes
To strangers
For measley rations of bread.

The Strangers mock you
And ration bread to your children-
The few that would sell them your jewels
They even offer to treat your madness

Mother
Your madness cannot be treated by strangers
It is not your mind that is broken
It is your soul.
A description of the plight of the African continent, which though naturally endowed, remains in a state of developmental retardation. The dubious roles of the corrupt African leaders and the Western powers are also highlighted.

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