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We're fucking for the future
We're breeding better brains
Zygotes with the IQ
To come in when it rains
We're coupling for the climate
We'll grow a greener grad
A fetus Heraclitus
To stop PC GONE MAD.
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Why it's so hard to diagnose a depressed teenager
When adolescence' ugly head
Did rise up and all good sense fled
And all my poems howled and bled
O love! 'Twas only emo.
When dark of soul and sharp of wit
Love bites tattooed upon my tit
I swore I'd ne'er get over it
O love! 'Twas only emo.
But in that DARK COLD HEART OF STONE
A truth lurked, draped in lace like foam
It waited for me all alone
O love! 'Twas only emo.
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more sensitive by far, i
wrote in lower case and
used caesura wildly, with abandon
to illustrate
the depth
of my woe
woe
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The depths of my soul
Snow-cold, bowed by the great weight
Of pain: there is no sun.
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And baby makes one
Love me, love my baby
Even if it drives you crazy
If you are a proper lady
You will love the brat
Talk to me, but I won't listen
I will make you hug and kiss 'em
Bemoan the days when I was lissome
Before my bump went splat
Now I have to spend my hours
Talking nonsense, building towers
While on my blouse my breastmilk sours
(I freeze it by the vat)
Later on the child won't need me
Then I can get plastered freely
Don't let adult friends all flee me
I need you, for a' that.
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One True Wayism
My way's better than your way
There can't be any doubt;
Mine is the circle to be in
And we shall cast you out.
My way's nicer than your way
And I am smarter than you.
And my way's much more exciting
And I have more integrity, too.
My way's more modest than your way
More self-effacing and humble
I suffer in silence and bravely fight on
But if you felt my pain, you would crumble. [[info]phonemonkey's verse]
My way's ever so honest,
And your way's self-centered and cruel
The way I do things is better
And much more attractive and cool.
My way's better than your way
Not just for me but for you:
In fact, I bet you're just jealous,
And also, yah boo sucks to you.
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PMS
My name is Ailbhe
I lie down upon the floor
I crawl upstairs, don't you?
Yes I think I've been here before.
If you hear something late at night
Some kind of trouble. some kind of fight
Just don't ask me what it was
Just don't ask me what it was
Just don't ask me what it was
I think it's because I'm clumsy
I try not to talk too loud
Maybe it's because I'm crazy
I try not to act too proud
It's feminine until you cry
And after that you don't ask why
You just don't argue anymore
You just don't argue anymore
You just don't argue anymore
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Tired
They cough up
Another ball of snot and I
Hear them whine
It's four o'clock in the morning and I'm losing track of time
And I'm right where I want to be
Lying by your side
But I wish that I could sleep at night
You look like you're in another world
But I can read your mind
How can you be so sound asleep
When the kids are cry'n'?
If I killed you now I'd miss you
And I'd be thinking of you
Every night and day just
Promise me
you'll wake for me
Cos baby's taking all my sleep its' true
And I will be mad sooooooooon
Promise me
you'll wake for me
I need to know you feel the same way toooooooo
And I'll be mad
I'll be mad sooooooooon.
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Deep Thots
If I say something was
"politically incorrect"
What I mean is it insulted
people I do not respect
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"The girl escaped only when a 14-year-old boy, a football apprentice, realised what was happening and, ignoring the threats of others, walked her out of the premises"
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Men can stop rape
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There were fifteen boys and one little girl
One was her friend until he chose to turn
The older ones egged all the younger boys on
And one boy stood up and got the girl home
There were fifteen boys and they had a big knife
She did what she was told 'cause she feared for her life
One boy - her friend - refused her begged please
And one stood up and set the girl free
One little boy and one little girl
Two of them against a gang as big as the world
When I was that young I would have walked by
Those kids show us we have to aim high
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