Who is she? Nice Poem Bro!!

very nice,

Very amusing.

No he hasn\’t he has lost,
He was caught in tempest tossed.
Now he has to face Missus you see,
That by far just isn\’t me.

You have to respect for the Book of James,
It is part of the Bible and you call him names.
He told you about relationships,
You spoke excessively of flagships.

Do you think you will get away,
You your wife sees all this today.
The real one I mean not soul train,
You think you have everything to gain.

You feel yourself as a rising star,
But you fell in love with the fast car.
She was the one who told you future,
Made four wives and painted creature.

Then you went west to paint ecstacy,
West by far just isn\’t me.
For I am the Sun I rise in the East,
Which is why you became a beast.

Now you have a price to pay,
For you will work night, sleep a day.
Not in dream but in reality,
For it will be your job, mortal frailty.

You will now lose your job,
You will service corn on kob.
For You are read byTed and Bob,
Who now know you do door knob.

When will you learn the book of James,
You twin you also call it names.
You are by the hypocrite,
Just like the way you said it was it.

I was sitting with you in that car,
But I told you I was a rising star.
Nothing could stop me when I start,
But you never ever learnt my heart.

For you cannot learn to appreciate,
As you just character depreciate.
And then go preach about Man on tree,
And tell the wife It Wasn\’t me.

What it make you is Liar Liar,
BUt I know you are pants on fire.
You tell any girl hello,
Then let out your milk and jello.

What does it you, married man,
A black cow running milk van.
You never ever think of man on staff,
You just think rod and write off the cuff.

He gave you but the ten commandments,
But you speak of sweet condiments.
For you only love people with no character,
And put friendship into nuclear reactor.

Isn\’t that what you did with me,
For your want of ecstasy.
Made my friendship a mockery,
And even cursed man on Tree.

Now Man on Tree has an angel,
That angel looks from every angle.
He is by far the Man at work,
He never ever does his duty shirk.

He does pick up the sword to fight,
And I love him more and hang in tight.
He makes me smile and teases me,
And when lost tickles and guide free.

Now he is not Immortal Stranger,
He is also with the lone Ranger.
For we were both just meant to be,
Not just in the Land of Mystery.

It was ordained and decreed,
You were to help to sow the seed.
You never ever can break off ties,
For it was my Dear One who heard cries.

He is going to reveal you,
And take everything true.
For he found it unworthy to have in you,
And you bed hop and tell world yes I do.

Now you will have to pay the price,
For all the pain and all the cries.
The entire world will reveal you,
Till you turn around and remain true.

For I am just the instrument,
And you just received your punishment.
That by far isn\’t from me,
That is ordained by man on tree.

I was always by far his best friend,
I asked him guidance Angel Godsend.
He gave me the go ahead for you to see,
But the Spirit in you wasn\’t you to free.

He came back around to claim his girl,
He told me in live before unfurl.
He said Baby Heaven Can Wait,
Lady I am sorry I am so late.

He just used to show the love he had,
Which is why I never felt so said.
For I am not Lady who Sings the Blues,
The Bathroom Swinger himself left the clues.

So I just by far followed them,
And reached the game to the stem.
Then got the statement Learn Me,
And I got to see your little infamy.

You deleted all the ones of me,
For I was on a park bench waiting for thee.
While you went out to sleep with Ms. Wall-E,
And told me busy and wasn\’t free.

Now I just told you of my location,
For I needed a break from reaction.
That was by far the greatest clue,
That Lovely Honey was indeed you.

Which is why you deleted that poem,
Because you knew you did an underage lion.
Then went on to preach about Moses and Zion,
And I brought out Daniel locked in lion dungeon.

You never ever cared about your wife,
You cause her pain that cuts like knife.
For now she is the one with third child,
Its her beauty that you defiled.

She is now like Mother Earth,
Who loves you more, sleeps with dirt.
She will really go all cold and runny,
When she SEES you in action as Lovely Honey.

I am only going to sit here and watch,
For I am the girl with the torch.
The Knighted One was only to guide you,
The Book of James was to remain true.

Never ever did I ask you to cheat,
Never did I any of my verse delete.
For I have by far nothing to hide,
It contains the love that I was denied.

I told you in person and I tell you now,
I am neither pretty nor am I the cow.
You wife is the pretty one and is fun,
But you cheated on her due to Son.

You then used it to start this game,
And use your 4000 words as claim to fame.
You are trying hard to see my jealousy,
But I am not interested in illicit ecstasy.

For you are creating every spell,
And I know how to deflect just as well.
For my family has now joined in,
To reveal your book of Carnal sin.

For the now your wife will bring on the swatter,
To make you runner and eyes will water.
It is by far not Margaret,banged for cigarette.
Then went on to go to toilet and sang I am to let.

Then you got the endless Marie,
Who gave you the bag of worry.
For she asked for you not just shit,
But also in buns and brought a split.

She would call at midnight to say I love you,
Wife would pick and shout whats wrong with you.
And then you would by far run to hide,
Because the REAL wife broke down and cried.

Then you would start with ecstasy,
And first with great Endless Marie.
She is also a Cheating Wife,
Who will pay dearly with her life.

Now you are pushing me me to reveal,
I used to be a person to conceal.
Of your game I always knew,
In person and in writing I left a clue.

No one bothered to read me,
All they said was nice Read for free.
But my work is beautiful and picturesque,
I needn\’t say it for I know I am blest.

They are guiding me and I write their decree,
You were chosen and not by me.
I was asked to let you see the stark reality,
Of your deed, your action of your frailty.

No one paid attention to any of the clue,
Although you said you did return as good and new.
But what are you doing you are destroying yourself,
Putting your real family on shelf.

For you go into the records to delve,
And leave your readings up on shelve.
For you are touched and just like me,
You and I will never be free.

For it was decreed then and now,
You have to return to wife the cow.
Not because I worried you,
But because she always knew.

She wrote back and email and told me,
She knew of your tryst and double whammy.
She knew I hadn\’t cheated or slept with you,
But I did by fr drop a clue.

She will come to work and see you,
And then catch you not there and bid adieu.
For she will then call on your phone,
And hear her giggle I\’m going home.

And then you will realise it was your wife,
And she will bring out a carving knife.
For she has no clue who is with you,
And yet you tell he you love her true.

Till date it has been twist of fate,
I have been pulling from hells gate.
By being the one who is always late,
For telling you stories of Pop Tate.

That by far was twist of fate,
For he ended up at hells gate.
Is that where is is leading you,
By his dropping of every clue.

For he was really the main brid who flew,
And your family and mothers life he slew.
How could you repeat that same HIStory,
And then expect to remain a mystery.

For birds never fly alone they flock,
Thats what you call the girls in frock.
Free as a Bird as a Restless Bird,
You had an id for every bird.

But you deleted the one for me,
Because I revealed unceremoniously.
Not because I have the other id,
But because I wasn\’t speedy.

You needed a girl who was so fast,
That would help your porridge last.
For all I wanted was some time,
For I never ever wanted to commit crime.

For I knew what it held for me,
As I am a person who won\’t break free.
When I say I do for better of for worse,
It means from then and till the hearse.

If I was to ever step near you,
I would to another life bid adieu.
For I always remain true to a vow,
If not then always somehow.

For I knew I was a person who got irate,
Till you came along and set it straight.
Then within me by far I had so much fear,
It was on your shoulder that I shed a tear.

For to me you were and are the best friend,
Whom I had besought from the Angel Godsend.
I never ever said you weren\’t for me,
I was never the one who broke free.

It was you who took wing on an endless flight,
And through out life you put up a fight.
It was only after your time of death,
You visited me and yes in stealth.

But no one knew that I had felt you,
And that is when I said I love you too.
For I wasn\’t asleep but minding child,
I felt you touch and I felt my mild.

He was the child I was waiting for,
The angel baby my heart to soar.
That was when I came to stay,
You began writing the same day.

I never told you I was here with you,
But I was in him when he said I love you too.
For I needed a body to tell you so,
And with that I felt my spirit soar.

You never cared about the colour,
You just liked the courage and valour.
For he was someone you liked and admired,
Just for his smile many things transpired.

It was till the day I met you,
I couldn\’t say I was there true.
For I was not meant for everybody,
Just for one special somebody.

That is why you went an became a nun,
Devoid of pleasure, devoid of fun.
For you were in heart missing ME,
Till I revealed my life in the Land of Mystery.

That by far is already dedicated,
To the person who really needed.
He was the Man, Embodiment of Love,
Who was my blessing from Above.

She came to me in sections now,
But I never understood somehow.
For what she showed was a reflection of me,
My girl who was meant to be

But you went and spoilt her dream,
By pushing her back to the one with scream.
For she was healing for me you see,
To complete her mission for me.

She was to come away with you,
Till she felt uneasy and dropped a clue.
It was the day you met the missy,
Who displayed her pussy.

She was the girl who wasn\’t yet a wife,
But paid dearly with her life.
For she went out to play with you,
And dropped clues in every loo.

Till one day she went to the pub with you,
And then ended with a baby so true.
That is when your real world changed,
You made your wife deranged.

For she the message from the girl,
She saw her bliss unfurl.
For that was she realised,
He husband had baby conceptualised.

For that girl was just a teen,
She was just fourteen.
She was a child not yet matured,
But mating game endured.

For she saw her mother the cheating wife,
Screaming in bead for her life.
She had no idea what is was,
But heard it through the four walls.

For they were women in black gowns,
They were all in the same house and town.
They tell the world they are from Sindh,
And then go playing deep within in.

For all have many an identity,
For their mortal frailty.
The use the one to get the mate,
And he runs on gas and Pop Tate.

For what he never told the world,
Was his age and marriage twirled.
For his wife braided hair,
And had left a clue on chair.

She was the one who used to come,
And left the place with a chum.
All because he stuck a sword,
In buns of the Biblical sword.

She was but the dirty liar,
Told the world she\’s on fire.
Then hopped in his family car,
Like spare tyre to a star.

For she is now shouting I am meant for you,
Please come I have dropped a clue.
I ask you to fill my hole with dust,
For I am the woman of lust.

Then he step out to be merry,
And pours sauce like John Kerry.
For he has to now dig the bun,
And then watch for the fun.

For she would then really spill over,
And say hey baby it isn\’t over.
I now have the doughnut hole,
Or I will tell all to the little mole.

So off he goes chugging like engine,
Creating thoughts of brand imaging.
For he never ever thought of her,
But named her father and daughter.

For now it is her turn to reveal,
All secrets she did conceal.
Everything from her dirty Lyre,
Then goes on to behave like Jane Eyre.

For she is the one who him does tweet,
And then his heart skips a beat.
For all he does is the one way street,
And is anything but discreet.

Till one there he told a friend,
He would drive her round the bend.
And that was when he found the mum,
With green eyes filled with scum.

For this one was bleeding just like chum,
She had downed a bottle of rum.
And there he was with her on back seat,
Showing way up the One way street.

For he left feeling all blue,
For he did his marriage blew.
For she went on to have a baby,
And then took the name of Favy.

She was just a little girl,
Who did in passion unfurl.
For she was but the Doctors wife,
Who went around in trouble and strife.

For now she was outlining baby plan,
To show love for her legal man.
That\’s why her stomach grew so big,
While on the football league.

She by far was cheating on husband,
And thought it was very grand.
Till she met the cheater husband,
And then got to understand.

That she was concealing a pregnancy,
And yes she was having a baby.
He was in all tears and ready to die,
For his REAL wife was now wondering why.

Till Aiyanna idiot dropped a clue,
He from his perch flew.
To think he would be ever true,
And return to her good and new.

He couldnot tell the world about Favy,
She was the real girl with baby.
But told a colleague inadvertently,
She had to abort instantly.

For the friend had met the colleague,
And sent the email to you.
Wife isn\’t pregnant,Mary how could you,
In confidence I dropped the clue.

For now the news has reached his wife,
And she is pulling out the carving knife.
For she looked at her stomach you see,
Hey there is no baby for me.

Then he told his wife she\’s mad,
She has been sleeping with the dad.
I just played the dad for her,
And made some feelings stir.

For right now for her thats how it works,
He for her is duty shirks.
Then drives around the bend for you,
And bade the best friend adieu.

Till today he does the same,
And it is bringing him fame.
Now they have a naked woman with a horse,
Revealing the One with NOS (Nitrous Oxide Systems).

They all peep right into his window,
While he eyes the creeking widow.
The woman who thinks life\’s not fun,
Forever going negative of the nun.

For that one by far isnot pretty,
But she is single and yes very dirty.
For she never has a bath you see,
But dreams of ecstacy.

Now she is the woman sleeping with you,
And is fifty three and like a mother so true.
For she heard your went and banged the daughter,
And then deflowered the coveted fighter.

Then you went on to silence her,
With your growing cigarette lighter.
So off he went chugging like train,
While feeling hopes in vain.

Till he went to office insane,
Saying he couldn\’t cope with strain.
I had no idea that I was the fighter,
For I refused his lighter.

Now he is making his appearance you see,
As a friend who needs ecstasy.
Till he can kill the real best friend,
Who viewed him as Angel Godsend.

For she has revealed far enough,
He cannot even smile or laugh.
It is now scaring him,
That this friend knew plot and scheme.

For she was the quietest one of all,
And never took the fall.
One said you are my best friend,
I\’ll cherish you till the end.

But he by far had other thoughts,
And got his knickers in knots.
For she wanted to tell the real wife,
And he went not on your tiny life.

But what he failed to realise,
He was telling her lies.
For he had left a trail of flies,
In games of womanly cries.

So she sought to awake them all,
So that they watch him fall.
Especially the one who called her troll,
As she does business after nightfall.

She is the one with great infamy,
As she is the unwed mummy.
She went and did things with some guy,
And let out a mournful cry.

For she was the Queen of Ecstasy,
And went by the name of Tracy.
She was yes a real nuclear kitten,
And always had her mitten.

All she did was purr meow,
And he used to saying Oww!!
For he was hurt battered and bruised you see,
In a five girl game of ecstasy.

She was none other than the Doctor of Love,
And adorned the finger glove.
And when to the bathroom to create a lake,
With contours that were all fake.

For she never you to hide the feeling,
And was always up for a fling.
Would always choose a movie starring,
Marilyn and shout this cannot be happening.

For now its all coming alright,
Because she is kept for the night.
No one finds out about the bun in her,
Lady of night had some feeling stir.

Off to the washroom room they used to climb,
Then turn on the wind and chime.
To dream a dream beyond all crime,
And now is ready to do his jail time.

For she was the one who cheated the father,
With another mother.
And then went to tale the world of hate,
Of her great twisted fate.

For no one ever knew of her crime,
That she did a jail time.
Till I delved into corridors of History,
And Wrote the Land of Mystery.

For in that book it did reveal,
The hidden love he did conceal.
But it wasn\’t till she said best friend,
Did it drive him round the bend.

For what he wanted was a lifelong journey,
And he went and asked on bended knee.
She asked what proof do you have to say you love me,
He presented the Land of Mystery.

After that she kept on at him nagging,
Till he went back to one who was lagging.
And said in simple terms you see,
I want you to help and to learn me.

She brought out a whole train of thoughts,
That raised yes, whole sorts of doubts.
For that was when you went money, money,
And I went yea right very funny.

For we went writing together you see,
And I presented lunch and then went HIStory.
For I was to you not even a friend,
But then you searching for the angel godsend.

For not once did you realise I took your dirt,
I also had humour and knew to flirt.
But I never ever behaved characterlessly,
Till you gave me AIDS and taunted mercilessly.

So from today you are sorrow I am joy,
For everything I do shall make you cry.
For I am not revealing characters you see,
I am now revealing the real man through me.

Read on people about the Book of James,
Who went berserk and called me names.
But now has naked women coming for his horse,
And he is caught for rape with the call of NOS.

She had the looks of Marilyn Munro,
She would at anyone throw.
Never ever did she think,
But with anyone she would go.

Lovely

No he hasn\\\’t he has lost,
He was caught in tempest tossed.
Now he has to face Missus you see,
That by far just isn\\\’t me.

You have to respect for the Book of James,
It is part of the Bible and you call him names.
He told you about relationships,
You spoke excessively of flagships.

Do you think you will get away,
You your wife sees all this today.
The real one I mean not soul train,
You think you have everything to gain.

You feel yourself as a rising star,
But you fell in love with the fast car.
She was the one who told you future,
Made four wives and painted creature.

Then you went west to paint ecstacy,
West by far just isn\\\’t me.
For I am the Sun I rise in the East,
Which is why you became a beast.

Now you have a price to pay,
For you will work night, sleep a day.
Not in dream but in reality,
For it will be your job, mortal frailty.

You will now lose your job,
You will service corn on kob.
For You are read byTed and Bob,
Who now know you do door knob.

When will you learn the book of James,
You twin you also call it names.
You are by the hypocrite,
Just like the way you said it was it.

I was sitting with you in that car,
But I told you I was a rising star.
Nothing could stop me when I start,
But you never ever learnt my heart.

For you cannot learn to appreciate,
As you just character depreciate.
And then go preach about Man on tree,
And tell the wife It Wasn\\\’t me.

What it make you is Liar Liar,
BUt I know you are pants on fire.
You tell any girl hello,
Then let out your milk and jello.

What does it you, married man,
A black cow running milk van.
You never ever think of man on staff,
You just think rod and write off the cuff.

He gave you but the ten commandments,
But you speak of sweet condiments.
For you only love people with no character,
And put friendship into nuclear reactor.

Isn\\\’t that what you did with me,
For your want of ecstasy.
Made my friendship a mockery,
And even cursed man on Tree.

Now Man on Tree has an angel,
That angel looks from every angle.
He is by far the Man at work,
He never ever does his duty shirk.

He does pick up the sword to fight,
And I love him more and hang in tight.
He makes me smile and teases me,
And when lost tickles and guide free.

Now he is not Immortal Stranger,
He is also with the lone Ranger.
For we were both just meant to be,
Not just in the Land of Mystery.

It was ordained and decreed,
You were to help to sow the seed.
You never ever can break off ties,
For it was my Dear One who heard cries.

He is going to reveal you,
And take everything true.
For he found it unworthy to have in you,
And you bed hop and tell world yes I do.

Now you will have to pay the price,
For all the pain and all the cries.
The entire world will reveal you,
Till you turn around and remain true.

For I am just the instrument,
And you just received your punishment.
That by far isn\\\’t from me,
That is ordained by man on tree.

I was always by far his best friend,
I asked him guidance Angel Godsend.
He gave me the go ahead for you to see,
But the Spirit in you wasn\\\’t you to free.

He came back around to claim his girl,
He told me in live before unfurl.
He said Baby Heaven Can Wait,
Lady I am sorry I am so late.

He just used to show the love he had,
Which is why I never felt so said.
For I am not Lady who Sings the Blues,
The Bathroom Swinger himself left the clues.

So I just by far followed them,
And reached the game to the stem.
Then got the statement Learn Me,
And I got to see your little infamy.

You deleted all the ones of me,
For I was on a park bench waiting for thee.
While you went out to sleep with Ms. Wall-E,
And told me busy and wasn\\\’t free.

Now I just told you of my location,
For I needed a break from reaction.
That was by far the greatest clue,
That Lovely Honey was indeed you.

Which is why you deleted that poem,
Because you knew you did an underage lion.
Then went on to preach about Moses and Zion,
And I brought out Daniel locked in lion dungeon.

You never ever cared about your wife,
You cause her pain that cuts like knife.
For now she is the one with third child,
Its her beauty that you defiled.

She is now like Mother Earth,
Who loves you more, sleeps with dirt.
She will really go all cold and runny,
When she SEES you in action as Lovely Honey.

I am only going to sit here and watch,
For I am the girl with the torch.
The Knighted One was only to guide you,
The Book of James was to remain true.

Never ever did I ask you to cheat,
Never did I any of my verse delete.
For I have by far nothing to hide,
It contains the love that I was denied.

I told you in person and I tell you now,
I am neither pretty nor am I the cow.
You wife is the pretty one and is fun,
But you cheated on her due to Son.

You then used it to start this game,
And use your 4000 words as claim to fame.
You are trying hard to see my jealousy,
But I am not interested in illicit ecstasy.

For you are creating every spell,
And I know how to deflect just as well.
For my family has now joined in,
To reveal your book of Carnal sin.

For the now your wife will bring on the swatter,
To make you runner and eyes will water.
It is by far not Margaret,banged for cigarette.
Then went on to go to toilet and sang I am to let.

Then you got the endless Marie,
Who gave you the bag of worry.
For she asked for you not just shit,
But also in buns and brought a split.

She would call at midnight to say I love you,
Wife would pick and shout whats wrong with you.
And then you would by far run to hide,
Because the REAL wife broke down and cried.

Then you would start with ecstasy,
And first with great Endless Marie.
She is also a Cheating Wife,
Who will pay dearly with her life.

Now you are pushing me me to reveal,
I used to be a person to conceal.
Of your game I always knew,
In person and in writing I left a clue.

No one bothered to read me,
All they said was nice Read for free.
But my work is beautiful and picturesque,
I needn\\\’t say it for I know I am blest.

They are guiding me and I write their decree,
You were chosen and not by me.
I was asked to let you see the stark reality,
Of your deed, your action of your frailty.

No one paid attention to any of the clue,
Although you said you did return as good and new.
But what are you doing you are destroying yourself,
Putting your real family on shelf.

For you go into the records to delve,
And leave your readings up on shelve.
For you are touched and just like me,
You and I will never be free.

For it was decreed then and now,
You have to return to wife the cow.
Not because I worried you,
But because she always knew.

She wrote back and email and told me,
She knew of your tryst and double whammy.
She knew I hadn\\\’t cheated or slept with you,
But I did by fr drop a clue.

She will come to work and see you,
And then catch you not there and bid adieu.
For she will then call on your phone,
And hear her giggle I\\\’m going home.

And then you will realise it was your wife,
And she will bring out a carving knife.
For she has no clue who is with you,
And yet you tell he you love her true.

Till date it has been twist of fate,
I have been pulling from hells gate.
By being the one who is always late,
For telling you stories of Pop Tate.

That by far was twist of fate,
For he ended up at hells gate.
Is that where is is leading you,
By his dropping of every clue.

For he was really the main brid who flew,
And your family and mothers life he slew.
How could you repeat that same HIStory,
And then expect to remain a mystery.

For birds never fly alone they flock,
Thats what you call the girls in frock.
Free as a Bird as a Restless Bird,
You had an id for every bird.

But you deleted the one for me,
Because I revealed unceremoniously.
Not because I have the other id,
But because I wasn\\\’t speedy.

You needed a girl who was so fast,
That would help your porridge last.
For all I wanted was some time,
For I never ever wanted to commit crime.

For I knew what it held for me,
As I am a person who won\\\’t break free.
When I say I do for better of for worse,
It means from then and till the hearse.

If I was to ever step near you,
I would to another life bid adieu.
For I always remain true to a vow,
If not then always somehow.

For I knew I was a person who got irate,
Till you came along and set it straight.
Then within me by far I had so much fear,
It was on your shoulder that I shed a tear.

For to me you were and are the best friend,
Whom I had besought from the Angel Godsend.
I never ever said you weren\\\’t for me,
I was never the one who broke free.

It was you who took wing on an endless flight,
And through out life you put up a fight.
It was only after your time of death,
You visited me and yes in stealth.

But no one knew that I had felt you,
And that is when I said I love you too.
For I wasn\\\’t asleep but minding child,
I felt you touch and I felt my mild.

He was the child I was waiting for,
The angel baby my heart to soar.
That was when I came to stay,
You began writing the same day.

I never told you I was here with you,
But I was in him when he said I love you too.
For I needed a body to tell you so,
And with that I felt my spirit soar.

You never cared about the colour,
You just liked the courage and valour.
For he was someone you liked and admired,
Just for his smile many things transpired.

It was till the day I met you,
I couldn\\\’t say I was there true.
For I was not meant for everybody,
Just for one special somebody.

That is why you went an became a nun,
Devoid of pleasure, devoid of fun.
For you were in heart missing ME,
Till I revealed my life in the Land of Mystery.

That by far is already dedicated,
To the person who really needed.
He was the Man, Embodiment of Love,
Who was my blessing from Above.

She came to me in sections now,
But I never understood somehow.
For what she showed was a reflection of me,
My girl who was meant to be

But you went and spoilt her dream,
By pushing her back to the one with scream.
For she was healing for me you see,
To complete her mission for me.

She was to come away with you,
Till she felt uneasy and dropped a clue.
It was the day you met the missy,
Who displayed her pussy.

She was the girl who wasn\\\’t yet a wife,
But paid dearly with her life.
For she went out to play with you,
And dropped clues in every loo.

Till one day she went to the pub with you,
And then ended with a baby so true.
That is when your real world changed,
You made your wife deranged.

For she the message from the girl,
She saw her bliss unfurl.
For that was she realised,
He husband had baby conceptualised.

For that girl was just a teen,
She was just fourteen.
She was a child not yet matured,
But mating game endured.

For she saw her mother the cheating wife,
Screaming in bead for her life.
She had no idea what is was,
But heard it through the four walls.

For they were women in black gowns,
They were all in the same house and town.
They tell the world they are from Sindh,
And then go playing deep within in.

For all have many an identity,
For their mortal frailty.
The use the one to get the mate,
And he runs on gas and Pop Tate.

For what he never told the world,
Was his age and marriage twirled.
For his wife braided hair,
And had left a clue on chair.

She was the one who used to come,
And left the place with a chum.
All because he stuck a sword,
In buns of the Biblical sword.

She was but the dirty liar,
Told the world she\\\’s on fire.
Then hopped in his family car,
Like spare tyre to a star.

For she is now shouting I am meant for you,
Please come I have dropped a clue.
I ask you to fill my hole with dust,
For I am the woman of lust.

Then he step out to be merry,
And pours sauce like John Kerry.
For he has to now dig the bun,
And then watch for the fun.

For she would then really spill over,
And say hey baby it isn\\\’t over.
I now have the doughnut hole,
Or I will tell all to the little mole.

So off he goes chugging like engine,
Creating thoughts of brand imaging.
For he never ever thought of her,
But named her father and daughter.

For now it is her turn to reveal,
All secrets she did conceal.
Everything from her dirty Lyre,
Then goes on to behave like Jane Eyre.

For she is the one who him does tweet,
And then his heart skips a beat.
For all he does is the one way street,
And is anything but discreet.

Till one there he told a friend,
He would drive her round the bend.
And that was when he found the mum,
With green eyes filled with scum.

For this one was bleeding just like chum,
She had downed a bottle of rum.
And there he was with her on back seat,
Showing way up the One way street.

For he left feeling all blue,
For he did his marriage blew.
For she went on to have a baby,
And then took the name of Favy.

She was just a little girl,
Who did in passion unfurl.
For she was but the Doctors wife,
Who went around in trouble and strife.

For now she was outlining baby plan,
To show love for her legal man.
That\\\’s why her stomach grew so big,
While on the football league.

She by far was cheating on husband,
And thought it was very grand.
Till she met the cheater husband,
And then got to understand.

That she was concealing a pregnancy,
And yes she was having a baby.
He was in all tears and ready to die,
For his REAL wife was now wondering why.

Till Aiyanna idiot dropped a clue,
He from his perch flew.
To think he would be ever true,
And return to her good and new.

He couldnot tell the world about Favy,
She was the real girl with baby.
But told a colleague inadvertently,
She had to abort instantly.

For the friend had met the colleague,
And sent the email to you.
Wife isn\\\’t pregnant,Mary how could you,
In confidence I dropped the clue.

For now the news has reached his wife,
And she is pulling out the carving knife.
For she looked at her stomach you see,
Hey there is no baby for me.

Then he told his wife she\\\’s mad,
She has been sleeping with the dad.
I just played the dad for her,
And made some feelings stir.

For right now for her thats how it works,
He for her is duty shirks.
Then drives around the bend for you,
And bade the best friend adieu.

Till today he does the same,
And it is bringing him fame.
Now they have a naked woman with a horse,
Revealing the One with NOS (Nitrous Oxide Systems).

They all peep right into his window,
While he eyes the creeking widow.
The woman who thinks life\\\’s not fun,
Forever going negative of the nun.

For that one by far isnot pretty,
But she is single and yes very dirty.
For she never has a bath you see,
But dreams of ecstacy.

Now she is the woman sleeping with you,
And is fifty three and like a mother so true.
For she heard your went and banged the daughter,
And then deflowered the coveted fighter.

Then you went on to silence her,
With your growing cigarette lighter.
So off he went chugging like train,
While feeling hopes in vain.

Till he went to office insane,
Saying he couldn\\\’t cope with strain.
I had no idea that I was the fighter,
For I refused his lighter.

Now he is making his appearance you see,
As a friend who needs ecstasy.
Till he can kill the real best friend,
Who viewed him as Angel Godsend.

For she has revealed far enough,
He cannot even smile or laugh.
It is now scaring him,
That this friend knew plot and scheme.

For she was the quietest one of all,
And never took the fall.
One said you are my best friend,
I\\\’ll cherish you till the end.

But he by far had other thoughts,
And got his knickers in knots.
For she wanted to tell the real wife,
And he went not on your tiny life.

But what he failed to realise,
He was telling her lies.
For he had left a trail of flies,
In games of womanly cries.

So she sought to awake them all,
So that they watch him fall.
Especially the one who called her troll,
As she does business after nightfall.

She is the one with great infamy,
As she is the unwed mummy.
She went and did things with some guy,
And let out a mournful cry.

For she was the Queen of Ecstasy,
And went by the name of Tracy.
She was yes a real nuclear kitten,
And always had her mitten.

All she did was purr meow,
And he used to saying Oww!!
For he was hurt battered and bruised you see,
In a five girl game of ecstasy.

She was none other than the Doctor of Love,
And adorned the finger glove.
And when to the bathroom to create a lake,
With contours that were all fake.

For she never you to hide the feeling,
And was always up for a fling.
Would always choose a movie starring,
Marilyn and shout this cannot be happening.

For now its all coming alright,
Because she is kept for the night.
No one finds out about the bun in her,
Lady of night had some feeling stir.

Off to the washroom room they used to climb,
Then turn on the wind and chime.
To dream a dream beyond all crime,
And now is ready to do his jail time.

For she was the one who cheated the father,
With another mother.
And then went to tale the world of hate,
Of her great twisted fate.

For no one ever knew of her crime,
That she did a jail time.
Till I delved into corridors of History,
And Wrote the Land of Mystery.

For in that book it did reveal,
The hidden love he did conceal.
But it wasn\\\’t till she said best friend,
Did it drive him round the bend.

For what he wanted was a lifelong journey,
And he went and asked on bended knee.
She asked what proof do you have to say you love me,
He presented the Land of Mystery.

After that she kept on at him nagging,
Till he went back to one who was lagging.
And said in simple terms you see,
I want you to help and to learn me.

She brought out a whole train of thoughts,
That raised yes, whole sorts of doubts.
For that was when you went money, money,
And I went yea right very funny.

For we went writing together you see,
And I presented lunch and then went HIStory.
For I was to you not even a friend,
But then you searching for the angel godsend.

For not once did you realise I took your dirt,
I also had humour and knew to flirt.
But I never ever behaved characterlessly,
Till you gave me AIDS and taunted mercilessly.

So from today you are sorrow I am joy,
For everything I do shall make you cry.
For I am not revealing characters you see,
I am now revealing the real man through me.

Read on people about the Book of James,
Who went berserk and called me names.
But now has naked women coming for his horse,
And he is caught for rape with the call of NOS.

She had the looks of Marilyn Munro,
She would at anyone throw.
Never ever did she think,
But with anyone she would go.

No he hasn\\\\\\\’t he has lost,
He was caught in tempest tossed.
Now he has to face Missus you see,
That by far just isn\\\\\\\’t me.

You have to respect for the Book of James,
It is part of the Bible and you call him names.
He told you about relationships,
You spoke excessively of flagships.

Do you think you will get away,
You your wife sees all this today.
The real one I mean not soul train,
You think you have everything to gain.

You feel yourself as a rising star,
But you fell in love with the fast car.
She was the one who told you future,
Made four wives and painted creature.

Then you went west to paint ecstacy,
West by far just isn\\\\\\\’t me.
For I am the Sun I rise in the East,
Which is why you became a beast.

Now you have a price to pay,
For you will work night, sleep a day.
Not in dream but in reality,
For it will be your job, mortal frailty.

You will now lose your job,
You will service corn on kob.
For You are read byTed and Bob,
Who now know you do door knob.

When will you learn the book of James,
You twin you also call it names.
You are by the hypocrite,
Just like the way you said it was it.

I was sitting with you in that car,
But I told you I was a rising star.
Nothing could stop me when I start,
But you never ever learnt my heart.

For you cannot learn to appreciate,
As you just character depreciate.
And then go preach about Man on tree,
And tell the wife It Wasn\\\\\\\’t me.

What it make you is Liar Liar,
BUt I know you are pants on fire.
You tell any girl hello,
Then let out your milk and jello.

What does it you, married man,
A black cow running milk van.
You never ever think of man on staff,
You just think rod and write off the cuff.

He gave you but the ten commandments,
But you speak of sweet condiments.
For you only love people with no character,
And put friendship into nuclear reactor.

Isn\\\\\\\’t that what you did with me,
For your want of ecstasy.
Made my friendship a mockery,
And even cursed man on Tree.

Now Man on Tree has an angel,
That angel looks from every angle.
He is by far the Man at work,
He never ever does his duty shirk.

He does pick up the sword to fight,
And I love him more and hang in tight.
He makes me smile and teases me,
And when lost tickles and guide free.

Now he is not Immortal Stranger,
He is also with the lone Ranger.
For we were both just meant to be,
Not just in the Land of Mystery.

It was ordained and decreed,
You were to help to sow the seed.
You never ever can break off ties,
For it was my Dear One who heard cries.

He is going to reveal you,
And take everything true.
For he found it unworthy to have in you,
And you bed hop and tell world yes I do.

Now you will have to pay the price,
For all the pain and all the cries.
The entire world will reveal you,
Till you turn around and remain true.

For I am just the instrument,
And you just received your punishment.
That by far isn\\\\\\\’t from me,
That is ordained by man on tree.

I was always by far his best friend,
I asked him guidance Angel Godsend.
He gave me the go ahead for you to see,
But the Spirit in you wasn\\\\\\\’t you to free.

He came back around to claim his girl,
He told me in live before unfurl.
He said Baby Heaven Can Wait,
Lady I am sorry I am so late.

He just used to show the love he had,
Which is why I never felt so said.
For I am not Lady who Sings the Blues,
The Bathroom Swinger himself left the clues.

So I just by far followed them,
And reached the game to the stem.
Then got the statement Learn Me,
And I got to see your little infamy.

You deleted all the ones of me,
For I was on a park bench waiting for thee.
While you went out to sleep with Ms. Wall-E,
And told me busy and wasn\\\\\\\’t free.

Now I just told you of my location,
For I needed a break from reaction.
That was by far the greatest clue,
That Lovely Honey was indeed you.

Which is why you deleted that poem,
Because you knew you did an underage lion.
Then went on to preach about Moses and Zion,
And I brought out Daniel locked in lion dungeon.

You never ever cared about your wife,
You cause her pain that cuts like knife.
For now she is the one with third child,
Its her beauty that you defiled.

She is now like Mother Earth,
Who loves you more, sleeps with dirt.
She will really go all cold and runny,
When she SEES you in action as Lovely Honey.

I am only going to sit here and watch,
For I am the girl with the torch.
The Knighted One was only to guide you,
The Book of James was to remain true.

Never ever did I ask you to cheat,
Never did I any of my verse delete.
For I have by far nothing to hide,
It contains the love that I was denied.

I told you in person and I tell you now,
I am neither pretty nor am I the cow.
You wife is the pretty one and is fun,
But you cheated on her due to Son.

You then used it to start this game,
And use your 4000 words as claim to fame.
You are trying hard to see my jealousy,
But I am not interested in illicit ecstasy.

For you are creating every spell,
And I know how to deflect just as well.
For my family has now joined in,
To reveal your book of Carnal sin.

For the now your wife will bring on the swatter,
To make you runner and eyes will water.
It is by far not Margaret,banged for cigarette.
Then went on to go to toilet and sang I am to let.

Then you got the endless Marie,
Who gave you the bag of worry.
For she asked for you not just shit,
But also in buns and brought a split.

She would call at midnight to say I love you,
Wife would pick and shout whats wrong with you.
And then you would by far run to hide,
Because the REAL wife broke down and cried.

Then you would start with ecstasy,
And first with great Endless Marie.
She is also a Cheating Wife,
Who will pay dearly with her life.

Now you are pushing me me to reveal,
I used to be a person to conceal.
Of your game I always knew,
In person and in writing I left a clue.

No one bothered to read me,
All they said was nice Read for free.
But my work is beautiful and picturesque,
I needn\\\\\\\’t say it for I know I am blest.

They are guiding me and I write their decree,
You were chosen and not by me.
I was asked to let you see the stark reality,
Of your deed, your action of your frailty.

No one paid attention to any of the clue,
Although you said you did return as good and new.
But what are you doing you are destroying yourself,
Putting your real family on shelf.

For you go into the records to delve,
And leave your readings up on shelve.
For you are touched and just like me,
You and I will never be free.

For it was decreed then and now,
You have to return to wife the cow.
Not because I worried you,
But because she always knew.

She wrote back and email and told me,
She knew of your tryst and double whammy.
She knew I hadn\\\\\\\’t cheated or slept with you,
But I did by fr drop a clue.

She will come to work and see you,
And then catch you not there and bid adieu.
For she will then call on your phone,
And hear her giggle I\\\\\\\’m going home.

And then you will realise it was your wife,
And she will bring out a carving knife.
For she has no clue who is with you,
And yet you tell he you love her true.

Till date it has been twist of fate,
I have been pulling from hells gate.
By being the one who is always late,
For telling you stories of Pop Tate.

That by far was twist of fate,
For he ended up at hells gate.
Is that where is is leading you,
By his dropping of every clue.

For he was really the main brid who flew,
And your family and mothers life he slew.
How could you repeat that same HIStory,
And then expect to remain a mystery.

For birds never fly alone they flock,
Thats what you call the girls in frock.
Free as a Bird as a Restless Bird,
You had an id for every bird.

But you deleted the one for me,
Because I revealed unceremoniously.
Not because I have the other id,
But because I wasn\\\\\\\’t speedy.

You needed a girl who was so fast,
That would help your porridge last.
For all I wanted was some time,
For I never ever wanted to commit crime.

For I knew what it held for me,
As I am a person who won\\\\\\\’t break free.
When I say I do for better of for worse,
It means from then and till the hearse.

If I was to ever step near you,
I would to another life bid adieu.
For I always remain true to a vow,
If not then always somehow.

For I knew I was a person who got irate,
Till you came along and set it straight.
Then within me by far I had so much fear,
It was on your shoulder that I shed a tear.

For to me you were and are the best friend,
Whom I had besought from the Angel Godsend.
I never ever said you weren\\\\\\\’t for me,
I was never the one who broke free.

It was you who took wing on an endless flight,
And through out life you put up a fight.
It was only after your time of death,
You visited me and yes in stealth.

But no one knew that I had felt you,
And that is when I said I love you too.
For I wasn\\\\\\\’t asleep but minding child,
I felt you touch and I felt my mild.

He was the child I was waiting for,
The angel baby my heart to soar.
That was when I came to stay,
You began writing the same day.

I never told you I was here with you,
But I was in him when he said I love you too.
For I needed a body to tell you so,
And with that I felt my spirit soar.

You never cared about the colour,
You just liked the courage and valour.
For he was someone you liked and admired,
Just for his smile many things transpired.

It was till the day I met you,
I couldn\\\\\\\’t say I was there true.
For I was not meant for everybody,
Just for one special somebody.

That is why you went an became a nun,
Devoid of pleasure, devoid of fun.
For you were in heart missing ME,
Till I revealed my life in the Land of Mystery.

That by far is already dedicated,
To the person who really needed.
He was the Man, Embodiment of Love,
Who was my blessing from Above.

She came to me in sections now,
But I never understood somehow.
For what she showed was a reflection of me,
My girl who was meant to be

But you went and spoilt her dream,
By pushing her back to the one with scream.
For she was healing for me you see,
To complete her mission for me.

She was to come away with you,
Till she felt uneasy and dropped a clue.
It was the day you met the missy,
Who displayed her pussy.

She was the girl who wasn\\\\\\\’t yet a wife,
But paid dearly with her life.
For she went out to play with you,
And dropped clues in every loo.

Till one day she went to the pub with you,
And then ended with a baby so true.
That is when your real world changed,
You made your wife deranged.

For she the message from the girl,
She saw her bliss unfurl.
For that was she realised,
He husband had baby conceptualised.

For that girl was just a teen,
She was just fourteen.
She was a child not yet matured,
But mating game endured.

For she saw her mother the cheating wife,
Screaming in bead for her life.
She had no idea what is was,
But heard it through the four walls.

For they were women in black gowns,
They were all in the same house and town.
They tell the world they are from Sindh,
And then go playing deep within in.

For all have many an identity,
For their mortal frailty.
The use the one to get the mate,
And he runs on gas and Pop Tate.

For what he never told the world,
Was his age and marriage twirled.
For his wife braided hair,
And had left a clue on chair.

She was the one who used to come,
And left the place with a chum.
All because he stuck a sword,
In buns of the Biblical sword.

She was but the dirty liar,
Told the world she\\\\\\\’s on fire.
Then hopped in his family car,
Like spare tyre to a star.

For she is now shouting I am meant for you,
Please come I have dropped a clue.
I ask you to fill my hole with dust,
For I am the woman of lust.

Then he step out to be merry,
And pours sauce like John Kerry.
For he has to now dig the bun,
And then watch for the fun.

For she would then really spill over,
And say hey baby it isn\\\\\\\’t over.
I now have the doughnut hole,
Or I will tell all to the little mole.

So off he goes chugging like engine,
Creating thoughts of brand imaging.
For he never ever thought of her,
But named her father and daughter.

For now it is her turn to reveal,
All secrets she did conceal.
Everything from her dirty Lyre,
Then goes on to behave like Jane Eyre.

For she is the one who him does tweet,
And then his heart skips a beat.
For all he does is the one way street,
And is anything but discreet.

Till one there he told a friend,
He would drive her round the bend.
And that was when he found the mum,
With green eyes filled with scum.

For this one was bleeding just like chum,
She had downed a bottle of rum.
And there he was with her on back seat,
Showing way up the One way street.

For he left feeling all blue,
For he did his marriage blew.
For she went on to have a baby,
And then took the name of Favy.

She was just a little girl,
Who did in passion unfurl.
For she was but the Doctors wife,
Who went around in trouble and strife.

For now she was outlining baby plan,
To show love for her legal man.
That\\\\\\\’s why her stomach grew so big,
While on the football league.

She by far was cheating on husband,
And thought it was very grand.
Till she met the cheater husband,
And then got to understand.

That she was concealing a pregnancy,
And yes she was having a baby.
He was in all tears and ready to die,
For his REAL wife was now wondering why.

Till Aiyanna idiot dropped a clue,
He from his perch flew.
To think he would be ever true,
And return to her good and new.

He couldnot tell the world about Favy,
She was the real girl with baby.
But told a colleague inadvertently,
She had to abort instantly.

For the friend had met the colleague,
And sent the email to you.
Wife isn\\\\\\\’t pregnant,Mary how could you,
In confidence I dropped the clue.

For now the news has reached his wife,
And she is pulling out the carving knife.
For she looked at her stomach you see,
Hey there is no baby for me.

Then he told his wife she\\\\\\\’s mad,
She has been sleeping with the dad.
I just played the dad for her,
And made some feelings stir.

For right now for her thats how it works,
He for her is duty shirks.
Then drives around the bend for you,
And bade the best friend adieu.

Till today he does the same,
And it is bringing him fame.
Now they have a naked woman with a horse,
Revealing the One with NOS (Nitrous Oxide Systems).

They all peep right into his window,
While he eyes the creeking widow.
The woman who thinks life\\\\\\\’s not fun,
Forever going negative of the nun.

For that one by far isnot pretty,
But she is single and yes very dirty.
For she never has a bath you see,
But dreams of ecstacy.

Now she is the woman sleeping with you,
And is fifty three and like a mother so true.
For she heard your went and banged the daughter,
And then deflowered the coveted fighter.

Then you went on to silence her,
With your growing cigarette lighter.
So off he went chugging like train,
While feeling hopes in vain.

Till he went to office insane,
Saying he couldn\\\\\\\’t cope with strain.
I had no idea that I was the fighter,
For I refused his lighter.

Now he is making his appearance you see,
As a friend who needs ecstasy.
Till he can kill the real best friend,
Who viewed him as Angel Godsend.

For she has revealed far enough,
He cannot even smile or laugh.
It is now scaring him,
That this friend knew plot and scheme.

For she was the quietest one of all,
And never took the fall.
One said you are my best friend,
I\\\\\\\’ll cherish you till the end.

But he by far had other thoughts,
And got his knickers in knots.
For she wanted to tell the real wife,
And he went not on your tiny life.

But what he failed to realise,
He was telling her lies.
For he had left a trail of flies,
In games of womanly cries.

So she sought to awake them all,
So that they watch him fall.
Especially the one who called her troll,
As she does business after nightfall.

She is the one with great infamy,
As she is the unwed mummy.
She went and did things with some guy,
And let out a mournful cry.

For she was the Queen of Ecstasy,
And went by the name of Tracy.
She was yes a real nuclear kitten,
And always had her mitten.

All she did was purr meow,
And he used to saying Oww!!
For he was hurt battered and bruised you see,
In a five girl game of ecstasy.

She was none other than the Doctor of Love,
And adorned the finger glove.
And when to the bathroom to create a lake,
With contours that were all fake.

For she never you to hide the feeling,
And was always up for a fling.
Would always choose a movie starring,
Marilyn and shout this cannot be happening.

For now its all coming alright,
Because she is kept for the night.
No one finds out about the bun in her,
Lady of night had some feeling stir.

Off to the washroom room they used to climb,
Then turn on the wind and chime.
To dream a dream beyond all crime,
And now is ready to do his jail time.

For she was the one who cheated the father,
With another mother.
And then went to tale the world of hate,
Of her great twisted fate.

For no one ever knew of her crime,
That she did a jail time.
Till I delved into corridors of History,
And Wrote the Land of Mystery.

For in that book it did reveal,
The hidden love he did conceal.
But it wasn\\\\\\\’t till she said best friend,
Did it drive him round the bend.

For what he wanted was a lifelong journey,
And he went and asked on bended knee.
She asked what proof do you have to say you love me,
He presented the Land of Mystery.

After that she kept on at him nagging,
Till he went back to one who was lagging.
And said in simple terms you see,
I want you to help and to learn me.

She brought out a whole train of thoughts,
That raised yes, whole sorts of doubts.
For that was when you went money, money,
And I went yea right very funny.

For we went writing together you see,
And I presented lunch and then went HIStory.
For I was to you not even a friend,
But then you searching for the angel godsend.

For not once did you realise I took your dirt,
I also had humour and knew to flirt.
But I never ever behaved characterlessly,
Till you gave me AIDS and taunted mercilessly.

So from today you are sorrow I am joy,
For everything I do shall make you cry.
For I am not revealing characters you see,
I am now revealing the real man through me.

Read on people about the Book of James,
Who went berserk and called me names.
But now has naked women coming for his horse,
And he is caught for rape with the call of NOS.

Let him enjoy.

I read all the lines with my mouth half opened! I am so amazed with the expression of deep feelings! Applause to both of you!

that’s lovely. thanks

Amazing and very expressive. Thanks for sharing.

she loves to be filled

lets all donate …u know what
and make her happy,

she is his
he knows it
help her get full……
and filled
hopefully

loveliest triondite poet
but on others shoulders
she……………….
go read hers still

happy friends u beeeeeeeeeeeee

THANKS FRND BUT FOR THAT WOMAN WOE OF MAN

thank the mother
who with her kisses above
does lather
and hopes
about her trash
others will bother

add more kisses mom
we all r fond of u
but wash ur linen else where
will u

wtf is wrong with uuuuuuuuuuuuuuu????
weALLL pray for uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

she wants all triond the balance too to ffffuccccccckkkkkkkkkkk

A Ship Called Dates
Dating is like being on a ship
End of courtship
Is like changing
Mid way a ship
Called divorce ship
And
Then they both drown mid ocean
And
Kids hail them
And if they love them.
Then bail them
And
The ship is thus
Once again changed
To a retainer ship…

When shame melts like butter
have nothing else
to their nudity cover
no amount of what you say
on deaf ears
will pass away…

thanks any way
its kind of u
to that say

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Some kind of abuse went on in her life, and she got stuck in a world of fantasy relationships. There are also fantasy betrayals. Fantasy trips and love trysts. Fantasy abuse, which stems maybe from a history of abuse. One thing we do know, she is lost in a world of fantasy. Some of her poems are very good, yet could she, or would she agree to medication or treatment? Very talented! How can we find her help? It’s almost inhumane to be angry. Those with the gift of sanity should really pity this other mindly situation.
I’m looking into it. I think I may have found an outside source of help. I pray I have…

James, I have always been who I am. I began writing when I was fourteen years old and gave up writing for 10 years till walked we walked the beach starting 29th June 2009 till the 3rd of December 2009 and that is what brought me back to being a writer and the song artist that I am today.
I am not an aunty, as aunty in India means the Pimp who shows prostitutes around and haggles and gets the bargains to sell them over the counter to clients. You know who does that for you and I am not going to take names as I don’t want to go down that road again, she did enough destroying my marriage, using satanism, wicca, black magic amongst other things and I am not going to say anything more.
SoulRosa was given to my niece Ella and you people got together drove that poor child crazy to the extent that she commited suicide.
As far as Steve goes, he can never have kids as he broke his back while on duty being trained to an aeronautical engineer. He became a celebrity car dealer who drops off customised vehicles to all of them in the UK.
Speed Demon that was Derick who is 54 years old and always wanted a wife but his voices in his head kept him sedated and he even attacked his own mother.
The other which is you is the naval officer who has AIDS and his wife used the eldest brother in-laws semen (without permission of the wife)to have a child a half brother to the rightful heir to the throne but is denied the place as his mother is not part of the dynasty and all because of religion.
It is sad that you made fun of their lives as that is what brought about the problem in their lives to the extent that they don’t look at each others faces.
This is also the reason why your mother hates the leading lady of the world and cannot stand the fact that the one of non religion maintained the reputation to the extent that the world has bowed to her as the Rising Sun.
As she is One in a million and stands alone in this world.
More than telling people I am after you learn to accept the fact you are a 36 year year old married man working at Telecom doing nefarious things that are unbecoming of a person of your stature. I rather not specify much but this profile speaks it all in your personality. This is who you are Shingie James Hukuimwe, this is your personality as this is what you brand yourself to be a stupid idiot with a Rose in hand proposing to any tom dick and harry with a hole.
I am not party to cheap whoring behaviour that you portray.
The man who walked with me on the beach and the one you are today are two different people. The one of that time was a gentleman and the one of today is a male whore who wouldnt resist any key hole to make an entry.
Pity Sco, Nashe and Carissa and the New Born baby she has or one of your bed partners have. You are killing them with your HIV. Get a Divorce. You are unfit as a husband let alone a father.

P.S. You may have an identity crisis but your REAL wife Sco would certainly know who you are. I am not going to say much as your multiple partners would be a treat to Sco’s eyes from now on. The REAL Sco. I was just a friend and yes, I have been through abuse in your hands with the way you have treated me and the the worst still you have used Satanism, Wicca, Black Magic etc to control women and get them into bed. Something I fended off because I asked god for it.
I don’t have an identity crisis. I am who I say I am. Unlike you James.
When the cops come kocking at your door for real you will know the meaning of it as my office has seen the proof of your destruction using the spells while I am working and have photographs of it too….
Don’t kill your legally wedded wife for the damsel you have met and sleep with during office hours.

James, I have always been who I am. I began writing when I was fourteen years old and gave up writing for 10 years till walked we walked the beach starting 29th June 2009 till the 3rd of December 2009 and that is what brought me back to being a writer and the song artist that I am today.
I am not an aunty, as aunty in India means the Pimp who shows prostitutes around and haggles and gets the bargains to sell them over the counter to clients. You know who does that for you and I am not going to take names as I don’t want to go down that road again, she did enough destroying my marriage, using satanism, wicca, black magic amongst other things and I am not going to say anything more.
SoulRosa was given to my niece Ella and you people got together drove that poor child crazy to the extent that she commited suicide.
As far as Steve goes, he can never have kids as he broke his back while on duty being trained to an aeronautical engineer. He became a celebrity car dealer who drops off customised vehicles to all of them in the UK.
Speed Demon that was Derick who is 54 years old and always wanted a wife but his voices in his head kept him sedated and he even attacked his own mother.
The other which is you is the naval officer who has AIDS and his wife used the eldest brother in-laws semen (without permission of the wife)to have a child a half brother to the rightful heir to the throne but is denied the place as his mother is not part of the dynasty and all because of religion.
It is sad that you made fun of their lives as that is what brought about the problem in their lives to the extent that they don’t look at each others faces.
This is also the reason why your mother hates the leading lady of the world and cannot stand the fact that the one of non religion maintained the reputation to the extent that the world has bowed to her as the Rising Sun.
As she is One in a million and stands alone in this world.
More than telling people I am after you learn to accept the fact you are a 36 year year old married man working at Telecom doing nefarious things that are unbecoming of a person of your stature. I rather not specify much but this profile speaks it all in your personality. This is who you are Shingie James Hukuimwe, this is your personality as this is what you brand yourself to be a stupid idiot with a Rose in hand proposing to any tom dick and harry with a hole.
I am not party to cheap whoring behaviour that you portray.
The man who walked with me on the beach and the one you are today are two different people. The one of that time was a gentleman and the one of today is a male whore who wouldnt resist any key hole to make an entry.
Pity Sco, Nashe and Carissa and the New Born baby she has or one of your bed partners have. You are killing them with your HIV. Get a Divorce. You are unfit as a husband let alone a father.

P.S. You may have an identity crisis but your REAL wife Sco would certainly know who you are. I am not going to say much as your multiple partners would be a treat to Sco\\\’s eyes from now on. The REAL Sco. I was just a friend and yes, I have been through abuse in your hands with the way you have treated me and the the worst still you have used Satanism, Wicca, Black Magic etc to control women and get them into bed. Something I fended off because I asked god for it.
I don\\\’t have an identity crisis. I am who I say I am. Unlike you James.
When the cops come kocking at your door for real you will know the meaning of it as my office has seen the proof of your destruction using the spells while I am working and have photographs of it too….
Don\\\’t kill your legally wedded wife for the damsel you have met and sleep with during office hours.

James, I have always been who I am. I began writing when I was fourteen years old and gave up writing for 10 years till walked we walked the beach starting 29th June 2009 till the 3rd of December 2009 and that is what brought me back to being a writer and the song artist that I am today.
I am not an aunty, as aunty in India means the Pimp who shows prostitutes around and haggles and gets the bargains to sell them over the counter to clients. You know who does that for you and I am not going to take names as I don’t want to go down that road again, she did enough destroying my marriage, using satanism, wicca, black magic amongst other things and I am not going to say anything more.
SoulRosa was given to my niece Ella and you people got together drove that poor child crazy to the extent that she commited suicide.
As far as Steve goes, he can never have kids as he broke his back while on duty being trained to an aeronautical engineer. He became a celebrity car dealer who drops off customised vehicles to all of them in the UK.
Speed Demon that was Derick who is 54 years old and always wanted a wife but his voices in his head kept him sedated and he even attacked his own mother.
The other which is you is the naval officer who has AIDS and his wife used the eldest brother in-laws semen (without permission of the wife)to have a child a half brother to the rightful heir to the throne but is denied the place as his mother is not part of the dynasty and all because of religion.
It is sad that you made fun of their lives as that is what brought about the problem in their lives to the extent that they don’t look at each others faces.
This is also the reason why your mother hates the leading lady of the world and cannot stand the fact that the one of non religion maintained the reputation to the extent that the world has bowed to her as the Rising Sun.
As she is One in a million and stands alone in this world.
More than telling people I am after you learn to accept the fact you are a 36 year year old married man working at Telecom doing nefarious things that are unbecoming of a person of your stature. I rather not specify much but this profile speaks it all in your personality. This is who you are Shingie James Hukuimwe, this is your personality as this is what you brand yourself to be a stupid idiot with a Rose in hand proposing to any tom dick and harry with a hole.
I am not party to cheap whoring behaviour that you portray.
The man who walked with me on the beach and the one you are today are two different people. The one of that time was a gentleman and the one of today is a male whore who wouldnt resist any key hole to make an entry.
Pity Sco, Nashe and Carissa and the New Born baby she has or one of your bed partners have. You are killing them with your HIV. Get a Divorce. You are unfit as a husband let alone a father.

P.S. You may have an identity crisis but your REAL wife Sco would certainly know who you are. I am not going to say much as your multiple partners would be a treat to Sco\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’s eyes from now on. The REAL Sco. I was just a friend and yes, I have been through abuse in your hands with the way you have treated me and the the worst still you have used Satanism, Wicca, Black Magic etc to control women and get them into bed. Something I fended off because I asked god for it.
I don\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’t have an identity crisis. I am who I say I am. Unlike you James.
When the cops come kocking at your door for real you will know the meaning of it as my office has seen the proof of your destruction using the spells while I am working and have photographs of it too….
Don\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’t kill your legally wedded wife for the damsel you have met and sleep with during office hours.

James, I have always been who I am. I began writing when I was fourteen years old and gave up writing for 10 years till walked we walked the beach starting 29th June 2009 till the 3rd of December 2009 and that is what brought me back to being a writer and the song artist that I am today.
I am not an aunty, as aunty in India means the Pimp who shows prostitutes around and haggles and gets the bargains to sell them over the counter to clients. You know who does that for you and I am not going to take names as I don’t want to go down that road again, she did enough destroying my marriage, using satanism, wicca, black magic amongst other things and I am not going to say anything more.
SoulRosa was given to my niece Ella and you people got together drove that poor child crazy to the extent that she commited suicide.
As far as Steve goes, he can never have kids as he broke his back while on duty being trained to an aeronautical engineer. He became a celebrity car dealer who drops off customised vehicles to all of them in the UK.
Speed Demon that was Derick who is 54 years old and always wanted a wife but his voices in his head kept him sedated and he even attacked his own mother.
The other which is you is the naval officer who has AIDS and his wife used the eldest brother in-laws semen (without permission of the wife)to have a child a half brother to the rightful heir to the throne but is denied the place as his mother is not part of the dynasty and all because of religion.
It is sad that you made fun of their lives as that is what brought about the problem in their lives to the extent that they don’t look at each others faces.
This is also the reason why your mother hates the leading lady of the world and cannot stand the fact that the one of non religion maintained the reputation to the extent that the world has bowed to her as the Rising Sun.
As she is One in a million and stands alone in this world.
More than telling people I am after you learn to accept the fact you are a 36 year year old married man working at Telecom doing nefarious things that are unbecoming of a person of your stature. I rather not specify much but this profile speaks it all in your personality. This is who you are Shingie James Hukuimwe, this is your personality as this is what you brand yourself to be a stupid idiot with a Rose in hand proposing to any tom dick and harry with a hole.
I am not party to cheap whoring behaviour that you portray.
The man who walked with me on the beach and the one you are today are two different people. The one of that time was a gentleman and the one of today is a male whore who wouldnt resist any key hole to make an entry.
Pity Sco, Nashe and Carissa and the New Born baby she has or one of your bed partners have. You are killing them with your HIV. Get a Divorce. You are unfit as a husband let alone a father.

P.S. You may have an identity crisis but your REAL wife Sco would certainly know who you are. I am not going to say much as your multiple partners would be a treat to Sco\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’s eyes from now on. The REAL Sco. I was just a friend and yes, I have been through abuse in your hands with the way you have treated me and the the worst still you have used Satanism, Wicca, Black Magic etc to control women and get them into bed. Something I fended off because I asked god for it.
I don\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’t have an identity crisis. I am who I say I am. Unlike you James.
When the cops come kocking at your door for real you will know the meaning of it as my office has seen the proof of your destruction using the spells while I am working and have photographs of it too….
Don\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’t kill your legally wedded wife for the damsel you have met and sleep with during office hours.

Nice Post. Even had a lot of interesting comments…..some of the longest I have ever seen. Keep it up!!!

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