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There's no stripping. (Sorry.) But there's rambling, usually in the area of science, politics, pop culture, signs that are irritatingly misspelled, and religion, or anything that happens to be on my mind at the time. I post on study breaks, so that I don't go insane. Insaaaaaaaane!

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Monday, May 09, 2005

A cute thuggish poem, by request

I am very amused by search terms that bring people here. (I know this is a common topic, but bear with me anyway.) I noticed that I had a hit from someone searching for "cute thuggish love poems and quotes". So I thought, hey, maybe there's a niche for me. With apologies to Lord Byron (and with an addendum to make it "cute") - keep the party crackin' while I'm steady rappin'. Ahem.
She walks in beauty, like tha night
Of cloudless weatha you know das right!,
And all that's pimped-out dizzy n bright
Be hangin' all up n her eyes;
Da mellow'd T-H-to-tha-izzat pimp light
Whizzich Heaven be all posin' to the whacked-out day.

One shade tha more, one ray tha less,
Had got its hurt on tha nameless grace
They off da hook, da waves in every raven weave
An' they softly blingin' out o'er her face,
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
Oh snap! How dear they rhymin'!

And rollin' on ta her cheek n o'er her bidness
So soft, yet eloquent,
Smiles straight-trippin', feelin' my flow,
But chill while I rap of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace wit all below,
Lord Byron - yeah I had ta do dat, YO.

P.S. - Kittens.
Someone else searched "mannish girls stripping" and ended up here, of all places. Well, we will NOT be having any of that. Ack.