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O Dad! I have no recourse to anyone! But I have obscenities for all!

O Dad! Do you see that I really want a colossal rock to fall on Canberra, when all the politicians of Australia are having a sit-in together! These chameleons, locusts, gay parade, have words of deceit falling like evil thorns from their mouths. How I wish their gluttonous teeth would fall out in the same manner?! I have no friends among them, they all have anContinue reading “O Dad! I have no recourse to anyone! But I have obscenities for all! “

Ruin on the Coalition, you rotten boobytrapped evil traitors! Shut your mouths with gum from Albanese’s bodygrabbing other people’s bums!

Hey Albanese, you all bit your own lip!: A poem

(Hey Angus, you certainly missed my bus! Fuck off!) Hey Albanese, what do you think is your whip? All you fucking politicians want to avoid your guilt trip! Did you not try to blackmail me with Ziggy, you fucking blip? The matrix of you is so sick, it has tried every trick? Why does the sickening ABC broadcastContinue reading “Hey Albanese, you all bit your own lip!: A poem “

Hey you dirty scumbag Albanese! You don’t want to suffer for your crimes and treachery? On the contrary, you want to force your way to get condoning by your desperate bodygrabbing! You evil shark, you have no guilt, conscience or shame! You perverted creep!

O baby girl, Jashmina, how do I reach out to you…?: A poem

How I can remember wisdom in a solitude and the foreignness of being advertently distant Like a cloud on the horizon, so large, But can never be reached I can only tell you, how different we are in our love I am so convicted, and feel its urgency And you have always claimed equipoise and instilling patience in me Should my dutyContinue reading “O baby girl, Jashmina, how do I reach out to you…?: A poem “

I want Prakash Saint Paul and Anthony Albanese to have conjugal sex for eternity and when they do that both their heads be smashed to bits at the same time. Richard Marles I thought I commanded you to murder Anthony Albanese! I curse Prakash Saint Paul and Anthony Albanese to rigorous torture every time they try to bodygrab or eat any of my armies, loves or loyalties. Curse the two of them to eternal damnation. Fuck them to smithereens!

This I swear, even if I have to bid bye!: A poem

Though I am prone to soliloquy I know I have no option, but live in such laughing parody. This paradise is only an arm’s length between me and I. But should I think my thoughts and words are in a slipstream permeating through my walls into the world yonder, and heard eagerly by everyone. Should I sayContinue reading “This I swear, even if I have to bid bye!: A poem “

I know what I want and don’t want! And who I want and don’t want! And I don’t want that Prakash Saint Paul! I am just putting up with him for all of you! Show me respect, all you characterless people with no integrity and courage (for all the treachery and torture I go through!)

O Dad! I wish I could have love, like I have truth: A poem

Without the mirror, I can see my reflection on a cloudy day that bears a figment of sadness But I have always been strong in my eternal wander, even in the loneliness that I never sought, but was prone to be always found! Should I endeavour to create my own sound of the world around me and not be called a lunatic! If you think I shouldContinue reading “O Dad! I wish I could have love, like I have truth: A poem “

I want Meena’s death, rather than she be sodomised by that evil wretch, Prakash Saint Paul, anymore. The Democrats are going to win, OH! OH! I want that Prakash Saint Paul; to stop clambering up my walls; If Meena wants him more than me! I think she should be distanced from me, and so that Prakash Saint Paul, who is really a Piscean piss, pretending that everything else is his! Would anyone have the courage to stop his illegitimate bliss! Though I really can’t count on any of you for this! The Democrats are just like rats or cats! That are flourishing on Prakash Saint Paul, playing bats!