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Home Quarantine Bee

There is no guarantee

Take it from me

Queens bee honey

Businesses and people out of money

On lock-down

Whats the buzz!!!

What Epiphany
No buzzing concert symphony
Twilight zone wild fire
Windows need fresh coat

I feel I have a frog down my throat
Our prays became deep down to the root
solemn newspaper stories
Another death

Give me the pure world
baby birth more people
Prayers in Church/ Temple
Crowded to stumble
Tears of toilet paper no order
Overbuying like a hoarder
Dry cough faces of masks
Virus like a killer bee more risk
Whole world help “SOS”
Cleaning cooking no hugging
My Laptop wild “Amazon”
Virus is spreading nightmare- on

We are the world move- on
Silk wings super natural dove
All love-love-love
The magical potent birds/bees
Raw honey home baker high seas
Cherry blossom remarkable trees
Not feeling free TV- Netflix she-and- he
Writing poems healing with luck
Lock and key night and day shout-box
The Covid-19 out of control- outfoxed
Clouds moving economy is ruining
Back to life our “Godly” land blooming
“United hey world we stand*
All Together **

 

Start Up Imposter

But as sad as it seems

the imposter

Came closer
Arrh______
Darth path

Fetch
Dark Mistress
Goth
ever imagine

Targeted Both
Crooked teeth
To be born
That way Lady Gaga
Singer
Don’t go near me
Dead ringer
You’re not me
I see me
And so much of my
MaMa
Don’t start me up

All people, the stranger

Got fired the ranger

This is how it started
Conned to be dated
Wrong  stirring types
“Boston  Cafe Strangler”
All over skype

All Don Juans
Fake Hollywood tans

Bad Moon

impersonators

when its all said and

done

“We wanted every lie”

No way out 6 feet under

Was this my biggest slice of

Apple computer bytes
Viruses and memories

deleted

Imposter of cruel to be kind

gadgets

My private eye lying shelf

My ears were wiggling

And money starving

My house was empty

Quick and slick

The startup
New Renovation

R&R Robin-Risque

My Coffee Imposter
Stealing my good bean

My cup on the outside

how I felt lied to

Nowhere dead on arrival

Godfather of the mob

Was my only survival

They are coming toward

my face

My imposter’s hand

The long hill to my

home long payments

His imposter suit
needed a presser
Looking treasures inside

my dresser

to recharge my I 4 Imposter
phone

I was losing my identity

I needed to lose them

in the crowd

Why did they pick me

Carnal $ Cuddly

Smart Ass got nailed
Long French tipped
knowledgeable

But not reliable

only money

and stealing identities

Under the weather
dirty laundering no
‘Holy Water’
Eyes of the crime
Estee Lauder
Included the mob of utilities
Being an Imposter
Such clever abilities

The Imposter the add-on

How everything sums up

The morons
Startup engines
City cat felines

no catnip just

Scientology
Cat and Mouse brainwashing

Those holiday reminders

Tears not real reindeers

Comic-con of
Roosters bars filled
with Hooter

Why are they so good

at what they do

At the very end no affection
I wonder why so many
magazines
they fooled to get
subscribed

That summer solstice

throwing wedding rice
It’s better when U-R
fed up

My Bentley bruiser
French tickler

The computer browser,

my money was deleted

I was sucked dry

Being adventurist

“Zen”

The afterlife of souls

My mind was far

“Avatar”
Being fooled by the

right star

Being ruled over

Translation

Was so foreign
The conman all the
cars were fixed up
to be stolen

Making progress

The imposter they

never confess

Eucharistic

All heirs of

Characteristics

And others hot as hell

Inspected

Animated my mind

So slick Uppishness

Her money so played up

The sex drive he rose up

and fetishes so

rubbish sneaky snobbish

Hollywood dreamers

Upmanship why did the man
Go
DownDamn-no-tip

And the woman turned

dull she vanished

His upper pants

to her underpants

Watching his upper lip

Meeting her lower lip

More deceiving

Those uptowners
Over their limit

stayers

All con artist doers
Those eyes of snakes
Crawled like Vemon
Like a shoe shiner
Demon

Startup mind controllers
Had the money

Jupiter Mars and
fake stars
Let’s start over
Imposter and his dog
trained him well
Just like that to roll the
money over

What a bad start upbringing

Such laryngitis copycat

Forged artist go splat

Con game that’s it

The good thing she was left

with her wedding finger

Blood Potato Conscience

Hearts all over bodies of

His blood its getting hellish hot

He orders

Over my dead conscience

Like a blood science

The Prince  had to overbreed

Stop being a Potato Head

They were hot Tomatoes Or I will

have your blood how well said

Not becoming to be a “Monster Mash”

I will behead you in a flash

All Potato his “Alliance

” What a Double Damn

Presentation Vampire Glam Palace

In England only the blood diction

High mighty neck hottest attractions

Numbers and blood codes of fractions

With no conscience

A learning experience

Like Marco Polo no bloody game

of Polo rotten potato falls dead hot

The waiter got bloody shot

Vampires devour blood, not something

mashed it looked like corn beef hash

Racing the Pinto like a blood sideshow

But some designer red Black swan

Her face so Vamped white

The heavy chain trapped her

wedding train she flew like

the Black Swan sparrow

He does the cross to bow her

To bleed her the arrow

The crossbow

Like Gizmo just say hell-Blood O

Like a skid row, drinking wine of

Bordeaux  in the convent Like the

French lieutenants “Black Swan”

The computer Vamp Techs Blood Pro

of dominance hey Bro

So Lucent everybody had no conscious

they were indecent “Sloopy Joes”

On the top Vamps like “Vertigo”

White and bloody please no

Like the raging bull and Rhino,

bloodsucker truce a torpedo

He’s a true blood Scorpio

Many years ago lived in Monaco

She bled like a “Rose Jericho”

Oh, no there is Blood Doe

Although whats below

bodies were hidden who

would know

I bestow my blood throne

Just sit special blood potent

Cup of Joe

They came to see the “Black Crows”

another gift at the fancy Chateau

What if we foresee or forgo

her name was Margo hot potato

For the kill tray blood power grew

The Vampire’s wanted to bite her glow

What a Strawberry Tomato Please

do not throw

Any worthless potatoes just start to chew

 

Blood Manner Panache

Everything was playing so

“Gusto”

Like he became Heavenly blood brothers

Almost dead Mother’s Rise of holy blood

fathers and he’s the

“Maestro”

at the London Metro.

Blood filled tombstone Cafe Bistro

But people were more than

blood things

A substitute or big “Hero”

But they weren’t waking with O blood

or B so negative so rare

drinking deadly who cares

But a style of panache

Or grotesque with grace

or in another manner disgrace

His face the “Reaper” all circumstances

Fewer but true redder romances

the evidence got flown away

Like a stewed “Hungarian Goulash”

Entering like an eclat but a cliche

these Vampires and their maidens hang bloody high

With the raw bite so flamboyant her manner sigh

In her hot bodice styles were so nailed becoming.

But a bigger blood manner was moving toward

her so risque

Dances with a dash such flair

storing more blood my dear like a

repertoire

Their necks were suffocating more mating

like a web server

“The Others” were sleepwalking like Nicole

deserter

Like another language takes over

a code talking nevermore

But the wrong type of blood please no more

Such failure whats to prevail?

Like self-murder Titanic sail

Vampire’s  attached bloody email

At the spa-like looking wolf-like

Being stripped of a face peel

So habitually like blood uses

The best collection blood choices

So mainstream erotic dream

Rapture blood manner gesture

So popular stream forevermore

At the concert, he noticed who she was

Tis the holiday features

That maestro what style

Panache

Like a french Brulee bite of toast

He was the hot bloody roast  he

got her blood the most

 

 

Scholarships Rise Drips

Was there a rise in Scholarships?

Or more “Foreign Exchange”

for blood trips

We are waiting all doomed

Scholarships and Stocks pay

In a blood counting day

Vampires Silver or Gold their

bullet blood vest

Did he pass the test?

More tests like it was invested

College girls neck to neck

how the blood sticks

Like a rare steak blood overdose

It makes you sick

But studying like they were comatose

Let’s never suppose her finger near her mouth

near her bookends sexy four-eyed

who commands to travel like a Sothern belle

going South. He flies down to land

life is enough to take.

We awake “Neck to Neck” another bite

or reject

She wants him eyeglasses but he always passes

He passes by or passes the test I don’t know why?

Seeing him from the breeches front

Being all bloody Red Fox blunt

Studying really hard like an eye hunt

Going to the book fair red feisty looking hair

So many scholarships for Vampires

In a daze wickedly taking her test, he stains her

blood inked with desires. Those scholarships

more of his drips  a test to pass this wasn’t exactly

Going to Church on time like mass.

Religiously uncontrollable urges no

time for merges. She was caught between two

human beings. How he summoned her on

his best grade with a bite open neckline

is getting a scholarship such a crime?

That hot tempting gear of schoolwear

Became bloody roses of warfare so

chronicled and she panicked.

Looking out feeling animalistic hungry feeling like a

red glazed donut materialistic.

The window opened so sensually a face erotically.

How it connected her like playing pool like a magnet clinging

like a web

The holiday fire-light made her spellbound dazed.

Like a tragically beauty she was

looking for him so crazed. In the deeper burnt red book.

How it raised at her, she passes the College test.

Schools out like “Vampire” summer he was riding her bloody roses

all over his red Hummer.

Maybe there more to this then a test aren’t we all being tested.

Let’s finish the test maybe you can understand the rest.

 

 

 

 

Vixens Vampires Declare “0” Rise

Do we declare all secrets

Death can be very “0” sacred

“Our one-day Creation”

Like a Decoration only

Ask her 4    “Red”

Dreams unfulfilled

Her statuettes drinking chilled

Scarlettish fever burning

being grouped like a

“Conglomerations”

poisonous bite at play how she stayed

Like a “Maelstrom” ending up in Belguim

Craving more chocolate like wars of

blood grenades

The boss’s  blood run initiates

The dining room long necks so challenging

A tease to aggravate

Always a feisty debate or changing into a Vampire’s

Everything exists a knife slicing a cake

Or you awake or dreaming One specific

Things come to you at random

Modern Cinderella Vampire fellow’s

“One day Creation” of blood Kingdom

Your bleeding death wish Oh! God

He places his dish near your dangerous wish

what you see is blood 0 note bleeding

“Gone Wild” it’s absurd what’s to exist

the herd of skulls and zombies

Then modern new “Where’s My Glass  with his

bloody slipper? You’re trapped  the “Rise”

carriage ride another  dead “Rise”

another zombie mouth to feed you

Do you wish you were dead?

Another hot bleed silence but you scream

You don’t shut up

Pushed to a path going insane

Or psychopath beware a creek

Rolling hills dreaming overflow of blood

Red darksome slender column needing a

bite more some Vampire exist Humans love to react

What is really to exist

Fairytales or Vampires real

little Jack skull corner Jack the ripper

I assure you that you won’t be in a corner

all dashed. Or your slashed like pipedreams

Plum trees jingle like “Dukedom”  another attack

Jack the Ripper or Jack the Lantern I rather have

Vampire of blood at  private place at random hearty

home collection

Washington DC Singing Dracula B.C

In the early AD or B 4 blood

“Happy Blood Birthday”

BC Mistresses red dress met

“Nosferatu” The girls best blonde blood

Friends quite “Continental” sex mood

Weblike thread lingers

Her blood money in residuals

Presidential Vampires “Confidential”

Marilyn Rise dress of blood pricked

Through her Tied in TuTu she

was the “Chosen” one picked

Blood Stamped you Wealthy

Astral “Realm” In the snow

Just a bite steady and blow your

home welcoming  his rise up

Girls no Sweathoddie Blood rings

His size up

Got devoured up Presidential sing

Those Phantom’s “Pricks ring

Possessed with problems

So what if it became “Fucked

Those seamstresses got stuck

Threadless Tarantulas they suck

sewing capes  but its time

for blood, it’s what we all deserve

Her neck longing in the

“Red Halter” begging woods

Hot Hor D’oeuvres yummy good

A thousand Dracula’s Feast

New Virgins to teach

Washington DC Vampire speech

Red feather’s tickle their necks S&M

Burlesque. The welders’ bloody gates

Blood bank holders drink like

water spilled the leak gates

One was named Tony Blood O

Mixed up Red and white swirl

and He just met a bite of Maria, not a girl

“Reincarnation Red hot  O {Die}mond Christmas”

Blood to life  “Carnation’s Headlights

Blood born number 1 bed Twilight

Vamp fangs “Victorian” typewriter

She’s the Blood Countess

Blood holds thick in her hand

But no-ones “Honey”

Anonymous deaths more

Suckers living with heiresses money

Santa bells blood-giving

Vampires Limited leaders

Something falls O negative his balls

So ancient got a thrill with Victoria

Suave Aristocratic erotica pictural

Bram Stokers how they steamed-punk

Folkloric  Dark matter “Nocturnal”

Viad 111 Dracula  Madagascar

Blood million’s of massacre

The blood drinking “Hot Daughters”

Bloodbath of attention their Hitler ‘s

in Springtime bloodflower bites me.

I’m taking orders and coming up

with more blood inventions  I dare you

to try me?

Våmþïrê Loves в𝐥𝑜𝓞𝐃𝐲 Details

What’s fate

Most Expensive Blood type

in your dark shadow plate

So fancy boobs play up

hot fire set

Her lips wet divine

no crimes like the blood

should be dripping to her fancy

so ornate she looks in her coffin crate

Biting into all the details

Please don’t arrive late

Drac- Johnny Emails never fails

The bitch he transformed her into the

Gothic erotic witch her majesty

blood type she got way to  wild

so hype

He loves red hot wheels

Long winding fast and furious

The Quickies

neck what a hickey he’s wearing

a dickie her hair too extreme

way  to short  her name is “Pixie”

he’s longing for the bigger bite

Amazing scrollwork website

Bloods thicker then

grave-shift work

Another human jerk

Venetian style Italian

French Vampire Stallion

Gondola He’s dressed like,

Santa Claus wearing the cross

She’s in her bodice all details

red lace he pumping more than

“Ferrari” gas that Nightwing all

NightingGales he won’t pass

Blood O like a creamy Oreo

Blood pump Gas station Red sauce-y

Hot meatball meeting another bite below

B negative rarer selective

Let’s Zero in on the “O” Ho Ho Whoa

Christmas balls blood river Niagara

French high peak falls seducing

Vampires so compelling

Vulnerability thick community

Things were insatiable

Vampire pumping “Holiday”

blood at the table.

Those seductive bites went sky high in

their flying capes in doubles

Amazingly thick her red sauce takes too long

Vampire bite is quick and forever strong

Öh! Gð†h Mð†hêr Be Unfair

The Goth Odds

Warlocks Gothic Gods

All Odd Mom’s

Unearthed Mummies

The humans became the

dummies

Heavy metal drums

Dark glitter metal gum

Where are we really from

Goth Google Zombies

love deceased hobbies

Dark beasted money frugal

She’s breasted to starve

in her portal

To rebuild shield

never to be yellow yield

What’s to forget to believe

Death hand to hold

Believing is deceiving

Oh! Goth Mother be unfair

We don’t care to be fair

We are Goth ghostly

All posted heavy metal pair

Were not being tested

The dark heart of regrets?

All arrested world dominated

Artist Goth graphics

Earring in her nose muse

Christmas time Rudolf

the shock of a fuse

Another pill dose

Goth images on the billboard

Dark cabs of traffic dying rose

Dark fetishes of frets bruise

Protested ego inflated

Goth memory the scars

Hard rocker hells angel

Motorcycle handlebars

Goth remains with Dark

Enlightenment Goth Parliament

All Pewter GodMother lover’s

All cradled Darkstar babies

All   “Scars” Ghostly and left with

Godmother of  death roses

Pill poppers in doses

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