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more poems (man)

back by popular demand. i mean, black by popular demand..... i mean..... black by blackular demand..... man.
here are some more poems.

LADYS LOVE COOL JAMES
lady's love cool james
they think he's dreamy.
he licks his lips once
and girls are all like "tight"
he licks his lips twince
and girls are all like "whoa"
he licks his lips three times...
and that's the way you get to
the center
of a tootsie pop.

TWINCE
shit is creeeeepy.
is it or isnt it?
even the strongest of men
cannot defeat twince.
like the biggest typo ever.
the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon.
little boy blue and the man on the moon.
son: "when you comin' home, dad?"
dad: "i dont know when. but the cat's in the cradle then... yeah"
black power.

I GAVE BLOOD
i gave blood today.
that shit is fucking red man.
it all came out of me like
"ahhhhhhhhhh!!!"
and then i let it leave.
later... MAN.

DONT SMOKE WEED
and tell michael that you cant pick him up
from work.
cause your lame ass friend
smoked you out,
even though you didnt want to
smoke at all.
waves, patters, spots.
it's like there, man.
then it's not.
sometimes you can hear em
speak.
they asked if i knew what
the capital of Weed was.
so i said "i dont know...the moon? the sun? the milky way?"
and they were all like
"no, your jeans"

I CAN GET AWAY WITH A LOT BECAUSE IM TIGHT
tight shit is sweet.
like my jeans.
all being the capital of weed now.

WINTER HIGH-KU
quiet and windy
cold white blanket covers earth
white crystals (probably hash) gleam in the snow

NATURE
hey fucker,
how about a knuckle sandwich?
come here so i can grind your
bones into
bread.
break into my house
why dont you?
no it's cool, you can
have my
checkbook.
how's that knuckle sandwich?
how about a
brass knuckle sandwich?
so many years spent searching
for the point where the
sky meets the earth.
when 2 become one.
humming a single note,
in unison.
beauty creeps closer.
softly and gently,
friendly and kindly,
when will we see peace amongst lands?
when kings and queens,
ambassoders and ministers,
hug ethiopians?
time is an essence,
arbitrary to the ignorant,
crystal clear
to
the wise.
black power.

THE WOODS SPEAK LANGUAGES
"woooooooooo"
can you hear that?
it's the woods.
"woooooooooooohooooooooo"
it's like the beginning to that one lack song.
they want you to come closer.
bring friends and 40's."
mostly just 40's.
mickey's 40's.
and redbull.
and a bottle bong.
dont forget the redbull and
bottle bong.
"woooohooooohooooooooo"
it's waiting for you.
dont be scared of the dark,
it's not like woods wolves are
going to eat you when you come through
and shit.
"wooooohoooooo"
black power.

hunks??!?!!?