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Anthony Allballsenese have sex with Prakash Saint Paul in the deep sea for eternity

My neighbour from No 10 should know that her husband made a gay pass at me

Prakash Saint Paul, you are so nice. Since when did you start thinking about my interests and not your own interests.

I want my neighbour from No. 10 evicted. She is being prompted by Anthony Paulbenese to complain about me.

Opportunism is Paulbanese’s dream: A poem

How easy is conniving peasy? Prakash, Paul or Palbanese? Treachery never does cease-y Should it leave me feeling queasy? I know so much pain, so much rain No worry, if there will never be gain! But, Trump, do you know, blocked is my rump? And the deep sea’s got my guts in painful thumps! ButContinue reading “Opportunism is Paulbanese’s dream: A poem “

Do you recall, Cinderella at the ball?: A poem

There’s no ash in the wash There’s no bash in the posh Jashmina, do you recall who was Cinderella at the ball? The prince never did party It was never hearty For the ends are loose There’s a bend in the shoes One thinks one can choose But one is alone between the twos YourContinue reading “Do you recall, Cinderella at the ball?: A poem”

Those who don’t deserve to suffer, always have to suffer at Prakash Saint Paul’s evil treacherous hands

Hey Prakash, do you have no shame? Do you think you can commit treachery all the time and be condoned for it?

You can call me selfish, if you wish: A poem

Though many call me selfish I have never self-seekingly relished It is the silent virtuous who accepts that he may get punished And those who want payday will never understand what I say I know I’m always okay for you to judge me as you may If there’s steel in the wheel and there’s motionContinue reading “You can call me selfish, if you wish: A poem “

If it is not treachery, it is torture…: A poem

If it is not treachery, it is torture I copped it in the past; can I cop it in the future? Will the fabric of steadfastness eventually rupture in the relentless tide of a ruthless culture? I am not strong, but I have strength in duty Sheer will is a way forward for infinite beauty Continue reading “If it is not treachery, it is torture…: A poem “