What Profanity?
Hey you! Son of a beach.
Come here, get off your sheet.
That beach of yours, how many years?
Since you were born by your.
Mother, father yeah where are they?
In the dam? Dam! You say!
Let us go there you son of a beach!
Leave the beach alone.
They won't touch your beach.
Oh so you want to protect your beach?
Wait where is the dam!
Ill give you pen and paper...Give the dam address.
Wait my pen is lacking its liquids
Give me another pen because my pen is small
In ink level, i need a good pen.
There nice, now give me the dam address.
Thanks boy! Now go back to your sheet and
Guard the beach.
poem by Ben Henry Baang
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Physics Class
He enters the wooden door
Blue polo, that familiar scent
Quite ready and calmly standing
With some white powdery thing
I open my half-filled notebook
And I uncover my old calculator
Grabbed my pen from my pocket
With my brain as my only asset
Another problem from the book
Now we're solvin in our seats
Computin speed and velocity
Fillin our brains with atrocity
Focus, analyze and think
Just one miss and you're ruined
Small mistakes, slash half a point
Quizzes and exams, bloodstained
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I Dont Give a Sh*t
You are kings and queens and i'm a servant
I don't give a sh*t...we're all gonna die anyway
The same...Rotten and degrading to crumbs
Eaten by the earth that made us ourselves
We are part of the recycling process
Someday we are going to be sh*t.
But again I still don't give a sh*t about that
Have fun as nobles. I'll have fun as a farmer
Have fun as a tycoon. I'll have fun as a seafarer
Have fun as a someone. I'll have fun as a no one.
Ill put some music on. I do not care about what you blurt
'God i'm so hurt! ' But still i don't give sh*t or crap about...
What you do. Beg and whine then! It's your life
So I still don't give a sh*t about you.
You are my son. I still don't give a sh*t.
You are my wife.I still don't give a sh*t.
You are my God. I still don't give a sh*t.
You made me freewill and so freewill makes me.
It directs me.
It gives me direction to never give a sh*t about you.
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