The Rise And Fall Of Piss-Pot And Terpiscore

AliAli Posts: 2,621
I know a pair...
A daring pair
for whom of I'd like to tell.
For once I couldve birthed them,
for now I can go to hell.
Terpiscore was my lady,
fair and clean and white,
Her father was a druggie,
with whom Id always fight.
He promised to take me and marry me,
Out in California...
Instead he dropped us off in Hell,
with doctors to adorn ya.
He called me various name,you see,
like slut and wench and bitch,
But the thing I always saw in him,
was a kill he had to itch.
I'm a sucker for a druggie sap,
for piss-pot could agree,
my boyfriend at the current time,
just wanted to sleep with me.
The doctor gave me a cold ultimatum,
kill or be set free,
I got so fucking pissed at him,
I could not let it be.
When they put me on the gurney,
I kicked and bit and screamed,
It didnt matter much to them,
For Satan holds a team.

Oh you could say I could sue them all,
For I set out to find my God,
For he was left alone with me,
and what was in my bod.
For he knows I'm not to blame,
I want you all to know,
For Piss-Pot and Terspiscore,
Now have a heavenly glow.
For men I have retired,
at least from the sorry lot,
I remain crawling through the churches,
For my Terpiscore and Piss-Pot.

ADV>>>>Dedicated to All women forced into abortions.
A whisper and a thrill
A whisper and a chill
adv2005

"Why do I bother?"
The 11th Commandment.
"Whatever"

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  • AliAli Posts: 2,621
    For they were so sweet
    For they were so kind
    I would never abandon them
    Even if they were found blind.
    For once they were my lovers
    For once they were my friend
    But they had left me to Hell
    Until the bitter end.
    I regret that I ever met such friends
    I regret I took them in
    For with the devil they must lay
    My life must now begin.
    I have no respect for evil
    I have no respect for sin
    For loving is a hard,hard task
    For which I vow to win.
    For you were once my brethren
    For you were once my kind
    For you both shall always be with my soul
    You will never be left behind.
    SO.........
    Let us all rejoice on Earth
    Let us rejoice in our home
    For HIs truth is greater than gold
    And I want it to be known:)

    To all lost children in the world:(
    A whisper and a thrill
    A whisper and a chill
    adv2005

    "Why do I bother?"
    The 11th Commandment.
    "Whatever"

    PETITION TO STOP THE BAN OF SMOKING IN BARS IN THE UNITED STATES....Anyone?
  • AliAli Posts: 2,621
    life can kinda hold you captive at times...
    put you in ridiculous situations
    that you have no buisiness being in
    And chew you up and spit you out...
    even when your faith is high.
    You still persevere though,
    letting only the good thoughts in,
    while the bad thoughts and actions of others
    are kinda just pushed upon you.
    How did Eddie Vedder put it......
    "There's no wrong or right...
    but I'm sure there's good and bad"
    He must be a true philosopher as myself,
    the woman version,
    but theres only so much bad you can take
    before you have to pick up and turn the other cheek
    before it gets bruised worse enough to kill you.
    You can escape death,
    but it will cost you a price...
    someone else is always there instead of you...
    getting hurt.
    Without hurt in the world,we could reach Utopia.
    A whisper and a thrill
    A whisper and a chill
    adv2005

    "Why do I bother?"
    The 11th Commandment.
    "Whatever"

    PETITION TO STOP THE BAN OF SMOKING IN BARS IN THE UNITED STATES....Anyone?
  • Ali, you made me think of a couple of poems about touchy subjects that I really like and that I'd like to share. :) Hope you don't mind!

    Poems by Lorna Crozier from her book of poetry called "The Garden Going On Without Us".

    WE CALL THIS FEAR

    We call this fear love, this tearing,
    this fist, this sharpened tongue
    love. I could kill you, I say,
    many times. You do not carry
    the only pain. There is more
    than your world: the drunks
    you find bleeding on the tiles,
    the women full of holes, the dog
    with torn eyes, the poet who has
    chewed his tongue.

    There is this room,
    this woman who brings you food
    wears your bruises on her cheeks.
    I am tired, so tired.
    There is always something wrong.
    You spit words at me
    like broken teeth and I, stupid
    woman, string them into poems,
    call them love.




    STILLBORN

    who
    looped the cord
    around his fine new neck

    who
    hanged him
    in my bone gallows my

    beautiful son
    blue as the blue
    in Chinese porcelain
    Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
  • AliAli Posts: 2,621
    Very Interseting poems...BE:)
    Thanks for sharing.
    I wanted to write something with a very controversial edge to see how it would go over...apparently..not too well...most like to read serious-love
    non-fiction.I prefer a little bit of the realistic hardnosed edge.Ah well....
    Whose to say.
    Thanks for the poems again...I like the stillborn....
    TTYL...
    allison
    A whisper and a thrill
    A whisper and a chill
    adv2005

    "Why do I bother?"
    The 11th Commandment.
    "Whatever"

    PETITION TO STOP THE BAN OF SMOKING IN BARS IN THE UNITED STATES....Anyone?
  • Ali wrote:
    Very Interseting poems...BE:)
    Thanks for sharing.
    I wanted to write something with a very controversial edge to see how it would go over...apparently..not too well...most like to read serious-love
    non-fiction.I prefer a little bit of the realistic hardnosed edge.Ah well....
    Whose to say.
    Thanks for the poems again...I like the stillborn....
    TTYL...
    allison

    I'm glad you liked them, Ali! :) Nothing wrong with having a controversial edge and sometimes people just don't know what to say so they don't say anything. Don't let that discourage you!!! Life's not all fluff and sunshine and troublesome topics need to be tackled, melady. :)

    I think I'll even add one here that I posted a couple of years ago. Here goes:

    Suffer The Children

    One kid unloved
    One kid beaten
    One kid kidnapped
    One kid molested
    One kid burned
    One kid locked-up
    One kid bullied
    One kid knifed
    One kid shot
    One kid raped
    One kid drowned
    One kid over-dosed
    One kid slashed
    One kid hung
    One kid jumped
    ...
    One kid too many
    Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
  • AliAli Posts: 2,621
    B.E.,
    This poem I like alot as well....
    Thanks for posting it in general.
    I feel these topics should be addressed...
    call me crazy,but
    there's too much going on in the world that
    people forget that children and people
    ARE PEOPLE.Lives to be lived...like your poem stated as well.
    I might put one of my two in my poetry chapbook....
    Thankya sis-TAH!
    Heart....:)
    allison
    A whisper and a thrill
    A whisper and a chill
    adv2005

    "Why do I bother?"
    The 11th Commandment.
    "Whatever"

    PETITION TO STOP THE BAN OF SMOKING IN BARS IN THE UNITED STATES....Anyone?
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