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Just a slingshot!: A poem

Do you think that being diminutive in stature can’t see you stand tall? The Philistines had giants, so they couldn’t have their backs against the wall? And would you be deceived that men of the sea are gods of the land? Then let your armies race to the battlefront to see that mighty is the smallest one! Sometimes, yourContinue reading “Just a slingshot!: A poem “

The F-word!: A poem

I was fountainhead and father of all; the fecundity that fertilised the fabric I fathomed the fire and the frost, the feeling of ceiling and the felt of the floor, that you all walk upon. Forever is a word that fits the flint of each foil. I am a field with no fern, but a forest of freshness. There was flood that Continue reading “The F-word!: A poem “

I stand at a mountain and witness a portal: A poem

I stand at the base of a mountain and utter the words: Open Sesame! And see a rock clear from the mountain and reveal a portal And, in it, I see a reflection of the stardust in my hair As if it were an original vision of myself I swear I won’t comb out this stardust off my hair, just leave it toContinue reading “I stand at a mountain and witness a portal: A poem “

The word (love) of victory!: A poem

When the lyric of love is the lilt, the troubadour has no trouble to choose the choses for his Cherie Do you see the giftwrap that glows over the glimmer that you uncover is the time that it took to deliver from the beginning to the end? I have no better mail that relates the story of discovery and rediscovery Continue reading “The word (love) of victory!: A poem “

I will never forgive you! And I certainly don’t want you!: A poem

(To PSP) Do you think I’m going to doodle a noodle into your space, conveying my regards? Hahaha! Every time I am silent for some time, you work your way up my spine to my throat; like scum imagining that it will get a foothold into my receptacles of integrity, unbeknownst of your poison taking me unawares. You really try every trick of the trade in attempting to benefit from myContinue reading “I will never forgive you! And I certainly don’t want you!: A poem “

Be gone! I am alone!: A poem

I am alone. None of your legerdemain jokes. I am not convinced by a jovial illegitimacy running down like shower water over my back So, I say to myself: I am refreshed. No! I kick that stuff! Like a bucket of soap and bubble! Unenthused by the raft of your offerings. I am silently polemicking and turning down; turning away from you all! Continue reading “Be gone! I am alone!: A poem “

Albanese, you rapining evil! Aren’t you going to commit suicide? Or do you want the whole of Australia to bear the suffering of your legacy of rapine? Shame! Shame!

Hey dirty creep Anthony Albanese, don’t feel relieved that Prakash Saint Paul drops you when I curse you and then you can bodygrab my Jashmina; With all the might of my eternal sacrifice, I curse that you and Prakash Saint Paul be compelled to have sex with each other in the deep sea for eternity. You are an absolute villain, with no shame, no guilt, no conscience; capitalising on that evil Prakash Saint Paul’s treachery against me! I will never forgive you, creep!

And now the fucking Anthony Albanese and Prakash Saint Paul and the creepy Labor Party has even bodygrabbed Andrew Hastie! And why is the fucking Labor Party giving $25 million in hospital funding? I want anarchy all over Australia! I kick Anthony Albanese in his grimacing teeth and in his fishy stomach! Suffer eternally for your crimes you dirty cheapskate Anthony Albanese, sodomiser along with Prakash Saint Paul! Get Fucked!

Anthony Albanese has for too long bodygrabbed Sussan Ley, and I kept quiet about it! Of course, he had Prakash Saint Paul’s blessings so noone could do anything about it! Good on you David Littleproud for splitting from the Liberals; you have integrity! Who has no scruples? Ask the bodygrabbers Anthony Albanese and Prakash Saint Paul! Meena, please divorce that creepy deep sea Prakash Saint Paul for me! He always pretends to be the sun when he wants to eat up my armies! Shameless creep! I curse evil Anthony Albanese with the same torture, I’ve been through for all the crimes and treachery he committed against me! Evil always capitalises on my vulnerability by colluding with Prakash Saint Paul’s. Do you have the conscience to call yourself Prime Minister, Albanese!