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Super Massive Happy Joy Joy Poems

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posted on Jul, 5 2005 @ 09:36 PM
Magical water
all up in my facial
today ruled
kittens filled the spacial

rainbows and kisses
thank you jesus
for all those near misses

I saw my refection smile at me
smiling back what a great life to see
like honey dripping from killer bees

starlight oh so bright
enjoy the mega sight
life is so damn tight

i'm in love with myself
if i was liqour i'd be top shelf
(most def)

elvis never did no drugs
instead he gave out fat man hugs
and he even signed my rug

sweeter than sugar
sometimes i'd snort pixiesticks
talk about sticky boogers

today i pet a cat instead of smash it with a bat
you know i think they rather this than that
kinda like that one fool in the hat

sometimes i'll eat pickles for dinner
does that in the eyes of beef
make me a damned sinner
hell naaah it makes me a winner

smiling and smiling
for miles and miles
too many smiles
teeth forming in piles
it's cool
just don't jack my style


posted on Jul, 5 2005 @ 09:38 PM
/Bursts with JOY!

i'm in love with myself
if i was liqour i'd be top shelf
(most def)

posted on Jul, 5 2005 @ 10:08 PM
Mystical water
all up in my glacial
little blue women
that questioned the racial

ATS scratches and hisses
but thank you Lysergic
for all those non-disses

It's log it's log
It's big and it's made of wood
It's log it's log
It's better than bad it's good.

posted on Jul, 5 2005 @ 10:14 PM
Joy! Joy!
It's a time of gladness.

MA has finally
shown his woody madness.

Poles! Poles!
Have they all diminished?

Couldn't be!
'Cause then he'd be all blemished.

Joy! Joy!
Aren't we a lot of us?

Joy! Joy!
Lysergic got the best of us!

Happy! Joy!
Watch us all get radical.

We're a bunch of

[edit on 7-5-2005 by Valhall]

posted on Jul, 5 2005 @ 10:21 PM
it wants to begin!
The rainbows, hanging in the air
forcing my face into a grin

the beauty! oh the beauty!
that soft fur of the rabbits hide
in this mood, with this grin and feeling,
I don't even want it inside,
on my table.

the fact that this life
is so damn tight,
makes me laugh and smile
with all my might

posted on Jul, 5 2005 @ 10:30 PM
just one bite
thats all i ask
please complete the task

behind my neck
or on my ears
if your feeling kinky
try my rear

nothing is more sincere
than when a dear
gives me something so
so devestatingly clear

as a bite
no need to fight
just give me a joyous bite during the nite
for when one is given
everything seems alright

posted on Jul, 5 2005 @ 10:32 PM
it wants to begin!
it rubs the lotion on its skin
or it gets the hose again.

posted on Jul, 5 2005 @ 10:52 PM
i put lotion on
in my thong
just listen to my little song

and it go like this
when i get the hose
it make me say oh noes
oh pelase
dont pour
jello in my nose

i just sya no
to clothes

[edit on 5-7-2005 by Lysergic]

posted on Jul, 19 2005 @ 04:54 PM
Joy, joy, joy.
We’ll end the war, I think
Drop M&Ms instead of bombs,
Paint helicopters pink.

Toke, toke, toke.
We’ll legalize a joint
At conferences we’ll pass the bong
(I think you get the point).

Glub, glub, glub.
We’ll tube the stream at night
We’ll float downstream with Jimmy Page
And bottles of Bud Light.

Woot, Woot, Woot
Log on to ATS
I’ll try my hand at debate again
This time I hope I’m best.

Joy, joy, joy.
We’ll end the war, I think
Drop M&Ms instead of bombs,
Paint helicopters pink.

posted on Jul, 20 2005 @ 08:29 PM
Happy stuff
In this radio active town
Eating each other

Shooting bullets
Of love
And compassion
In such happy fashion

The sun is bright
Smiling down
A bomb has dropped
Clouding my sight
The light
Oh joy!

Happy people running in the sun
So happy
There having fun
Burning in happiness
Under the sun

Under the sun by the tree with a gun
Like my old school columbine
Happy teaching
On the floor
Happy and smiling
Wight as the red tile board

Seven days till the Christmas girl
Here’s the day
She crawls from the TV
As we watch a circle
Dripping water
She moves to us
Holding her
She’s sad

I give her a hug
And she bites my neck
Her red Christmas present
A bucket of blood
People are screaming in happiness
As the sun goes down
No for Christmas
No more people
No more evil happy girl
Yay… yayayay

[edit on 20-7-2005 by The Surrealist]


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