I ate a fruit salad
and shit a blueberry
I got the price right
with drew carey.
I don't really care how
sally met harry
and i don't really care
if there is something about mary
hold on...
babies growing in a test tube
rappers named ice cube
saw him on you tube
looking for some ass lube
hang on...
when i was growing up
we didn't have cell phones
your biggest bitch was
what flavor ice cream cones
did the kings of cards
all have throwns
a bad ass sign
was skull and cross bones
music was metal
not ring tones
check this out...
my ass if fucked up
my eyelinds are half down
i slept in my clothes
woke up with a clown
white make up on my junk
i knew she went down
where did i pick her up
must have been up town
like a ups truck
she was all brown
About Me
- Dollar Kidd
- about my book OUT OF MY MIND a poetic autobiography This unique collection of poetry, complemented with feedback and comments from readers and the author, intimately explores the author’s life and experiences. Using poetry to express life’s trials and triumphs, author Dollar Kidd offers a collection of poetry with a unique approach in Out of My Mind. The work intimately explores Kidd’s life and experiences, while the comments following each selection from both Kidd and his online readers, provide additional background from which to understand and appreciate each poem. In “Winter Night,” he writes, / As I turn into my drive / I see a woman standing aside / She stands with her arms at her side / Dressed in solid black / Low cut neck, in a V to her breasts / Sleeves cover her hands / But split up past the wrists / Her long dark hair covers her shoulders / … Often infused with raw emotion, the poems in Out of My Mind not only share Kidd’s inner thoughts and ideas, but also demonstrate that positive outcomes can emerge from negative situations
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In Memory of "CRUE" March 17, 1998 - July 22, 2007
4 comments:
just felt like writing in a total PSM style of freedom... not that I am trying to be him or write like him... I just wanted to rhyme, cuss and not give a shit what i say.
feel better now...
OUT...
DK
This is not really anything like what is in behind the glasses.
This it's self is just madness, crazy, a little release like yelling at someone usually does for me. well i just wrote this for that. but for me to write i usually hold limits when i write. very little cussing or obscenities in what i have wrote.
however i like diversity...
and thanks PSM, you helped me grow in writing more than...
PSM said...
Dude,
Don't give me credit for this. It's fuckin' excellent. It's you, and you alone. Bravo. I'm touchin' myself with a smile. Excellent.
Marsupial Jis'
I moved these pieces to a separate page because, they will probably not be in behind the glasses.
and could be the fuel to a sequel
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