NUCROP ARTS
Poetry
Flip The Script
I’m compulsive impulsive prone to nude fits
But this time I’m just showin people my tits
Couples and young boys and women alike
Braless the beach just a ridin my bike
Casually walk up and out comes the twins
The look on his face personifies my nude sins
No doubt so that his woman won’t think it’s erect
Eyes bulging mind racin that manly effect
But curiously she sits with sort of a smirk
Maybe her thoughts of a threesome will work
For she feels arousal she never thought there
A man and two women someone with my pair
I know they’re da bombdeezy so perfect in form
The kind that makes playboy and starts quiet storms
My nipples erect and glance sensually you
While you smirk ,your man stirs while seepin his goo
I then leave as casually as I appeared
To stir up the world of somebody else around here
I always surprise them lets face it I’m fine
And nobody expects me the tit showin kind
But hell it’s vacation time I thought I’d change me
Become a character my stories decree
All day each week each year pounding them out
Books of strange people taking strange routes
This day I have changed that and a character I am
Walkin the beach say hello and then BAM!!!!!
Show them a seen they probably not saw
On their vacation a fine woman raw
Just purge my compulsions imagined about
Live fantasy and get it all out
I’ll never come back here so hey what the hell
I’ll go back home happy and no one I’ll tell
Except the white pages of fictional look
I’ll smirk when bestseller will grow from that book...
But this time I’m just showin people my tits
Couples and young boys and women alike
Braless the beach just a ridin my bike
Casually walk up and out comes the twins
The look on his face personifies my nude sins
No doubt so that his woman won’t think it’s erect
Eyes bulging mind racin that manly effect
But curiously she sits with sort of a smirk
Maybe her thoughts of a threesome will work
For she feels arousal she never thought there
A man and two women someone with my pair
I know they’re da bombdeezy so perfect in form
The kind that makes playboy and starts quiet storms
My nipples erect and glance sensually you
While you smirk ,your man stirs while seepin his goo
I then leave as casually as I appeared
To stir up the world of somebody else around here
I always surprise them lets face it I’m fine
And nobody expects me the tit showin kind
But hell it’s vacation time I thought I’d change me
Become a character my stories decree
All day each week each year pounding them out
Books of strange people taking strange routes
This day I have changed that and a character I am
Walkin the beach say hello and then BAM!!!!!
Show them a seen they probably not saw
On their vacation a fine woman raw
Just purge my compulsions imagined about
Live fantasy and get it all out
I’ll never come back here so hey what the hell
I’ll go back home happy and no one I’ll tell
Except the white pages of fictional look
I’ll smirk when bestseller will grow from that book...
In da Closet
3/12/07
walkin by my office room
I thought i heard a thump
in midst to take a closer look
I heard anotha bump
I walked real slow
as not to give out
that I am on a search
cause aint no one supposed
to be here
they all went to church
I knelt within my office room
quietly by the door
took a peak into the keyhole
to see just what's in store
do I grab on to my bat
or will it be the gun
cause whoever think they
makin jokes this shit won't be
that fun
I know i have a checkered past
and it is quite the logic
that skeletons has come to haunt
me in there in my closet
but fuck that shit it aint no
bones hidin in the dark
it's just some ass who's gonna
get blown up like that great white shark
in Jaws that fucked around and finally
met it's match
that's gonna be the fate of this fool
when I release this latch
so gun in hand and 911 dialed up
on my cellie
I opened up that goddam door
guess who i found?...R Kelly...
ps: no gays or midgets though....ya know?
lazy request
For the sheer convenience of being
Biased with one’s self…
We’ve all done it, become that helpless elf
At moments arrival with demeanor so weak
We need a strength that’s stronger
So that is what we seek
The day was a slave driver and drained
All mustered strength
So much that we are weakened, all width
Of us and length
Each task that beckons effort becomes Empire State
With height to eyes majestic an unscaleable gate
As mentioned once convenience
Has graced us with a mate
To meekly ask to dare this task
too much for us the weight
with cutting eyes challenge our whys
and ask what’s wrong with us
sob stories sort of pours right out
as they listen with disgust
reluctantly they see our point
and request do not deny us
and commence to change the channel
though the remote is right beside us
My Ox, see Moron
10/10/05
Being readily unready, always seemingly
steadily unsteady; my dear Ox is sharingly petty
sneering at every beautifully ugly girl
for instance the femininely masculine Cheryl
who was so violently passive so minimally massive
that folks sometimes thought she was a he
and sometimes thought he wasn't a she
sorta like Saturday Night Lives’ Pat
unsure of the sex and thinly fat.
Anyway, I told my Ox to stop being liberally conservative
unlike a perishable preservative
but no more intelligent than a mop.
unfortunately fortune was not on his side
for each day as a moron he'd stride.
content with his smart ignorance,
everything out-thinking him whether figs or pants
I told him he's smart but I lied.
see ignorance is bliss, and he's definitely this
real stupidly this he denied.
but he's so wearily alert like a long mini skirt
or a frozen bologna that's fried.
so stinkly perfumed like a body exhumed
like a Mack truck he's narrowly wide
but brainless as hell as far I can tell
he's never washed though he has tide.
my Ox is a moron like an alien's foreign
like a sneaker so sneaks when it creeps.
he's written 5 novels for coherence it grovels
that's why none of them sold so to speak.
he's unmannerly proper, he's no Steven Cropper
that dude who owns him an Ox.
that moron so stupid writes letters to Cupid
however he does that with hooves.
his sight is so scary all woolen and hairy
he couldn't out fox a wet box.
undauntedly daunted, unhauntedly haunted
he's constantly lookin for wolves
who'd eat him like chicken then sit paws a lickin
though brainless he still has bad dreams.
in sorrow he's happy though childless he's pappy
a real contradiction he seems.
lately he's cranky, no sex hanky panky
he bit me while I cut his wool.
I ate me a sandwich a big tiny manwhich
I'm not even close being full.
my wound started bleeding from my Ox on me teething
so hotly kool, I know what I'll make
I grabbed for my rifle that moron to stifle
tonight I'm havin some steak.
stupid ass Ox himself he outfoxed
though dead meat his taste really rocks.
Reluctant friends
Steven Cropper -12/13/06
Damn rooster in da mornin start crowin
needs to throw em in da back of
that old car they towin
can't complain, he did
get my blood a Flowin
like the ocean goin
to and frowin
like two lovers strokin and ohwin
sea sick man sorry he's stowin
in that rockin boat a rowin
then I turn on da music and
hear the horns just a blowin
and violins flyin from bowin
movin and soothin
thru music a groovin
I'm vibin
enlivened
from notes just a flyin
syncopation
elating my nation
that city of sound
that's shakin my ground
with rhythms all around
while two hands clap that are brown
in a sea of sound, I'm ready to drown
cause these feet are dance bound
it winds me up and I'm wound
spinnin like 45 wax
singing my song loud off dem trax
I'm movin and groovin down
the stairs with my ax
today somebody's gonna get taxed
while they sittin all kool and relaxed
suddenly I turn my music down
right now don't need a sound
outside I go sippin my wine
grab that damn rooster up from behind
that killin sleep foul
fuck killin that cow
beef's not for dinner
not tonight's chow
I'm dining on Chicken
a fried finger lickin
when suddenly a voice
cries, 'Hey What da fuck'?!
black man you crazy?!
come grabbin me up!
thinkin I'm a punk ass chicken?!!
put me down or your ass I'll
be kickin.
u think I didn’t notice u comin
for my life?
but a brotha didn’t know I be packin
a knife....
on Guard u dumb Blackie
I'm slicin u up hackie hackie
I put up my ax, hit his knife with a clacks
he sliced thru my slacks
mad, now I attacks
he'll meet my meat racks
he jabbed and I blocked
fell down broke da clock
then did my Bruce Lee
so fast he can't see
one two he's disarmed
stand dazed him, alarmed
right then bout to make
him my first crime
my eyes glanced my watch and
noticed the time
dinner was over and midnight
is soon
was bout to blow up just like
a balloon
no longer a clock
to get my ass up
can't be late for work
my job's a dead pup
I looked at that rooster
who's blind folded now
thinkin I'm slayin him
not the cow
made a deal that
if his crow of me wakes
I'll share late night dinner
we'll both have some steaks.
Wrong Pussy Blues
foot steps creep and squeak
old wooden planks cry an eerie howl
trembling eyes scared to take a peek
dripping panic sweat needs a towel
careful rolling eyes tip toe
as not to attract the foe
that horny ass nympho
with that knotty ass fro
u see she conked me on the head
as I glued glance to
some hot freak's ass
guess she thought 'HELL! can't let this one pass'
so I wakes up to music of a death mass
peeking thru one eye
I see this monster slurping from a glass
a red thick substance curiously like blood
I thought to myself "Oh shit my black ass is mud"
so I still pretend I'm out
watchin her trudge about
waitin for a chance to break camp
so as she turns I break
the bulb on the lamp
I jump up and run to hide
my legs in full stride
my dick all sore from fucking this whore
hopin no other horror is in store
I think I swallowed Viagra in my sleep
cause under the circumstances
a hard one I couldn’t keep
a stiff dick hard like a
frozen banana
can't believe I was dude napped
by somebody's nana
pussy so stank the roaches run
and dive off the table in suicide
with me smelling fishy
naked and arms all tied
like some shit outta a horror flick
dark house dirty; stink smell so thick;
just thinking bout this makes me so sick
her nasty ass pouncin up on my dick
then I woke screamin... clutchin my bears.
I never thought some awful ass
pussy would give me nightmares
should've listened to moms;
wish my head wasn't so thick;
when she said "Boy watch where u b
puttin that dick"!!!
see last night was awful
how did she I choose?
bad sex has me singing
the wrong pussy blues...
old wooden planks cry an eerie howl
trembling eyes scared to take a peek
dripping panic sweat needs a towel
careful rolling eyes tip toe
as not to attract the foe
that horny ass nympho
with that knotty ass fro
u see she conked me on the head
as I glued glance to
some hot freak's ass
guess she thought 'HELL! can't let this one pass'
so I wakes up to music of a death mass
peeking thru one eye
I see this monster slurping from a glass
a red thick substance curiously like blood
I thought to myself "Oh shit my black ass is mud"
so I still pretend I'm out
watchin her trudge about
waitin for a chance to break camp
so as she turns I break
the bulb on the lamp
I jump up and run to hide
my legs in full stride
my dick all sore from fucking this whore
hopin no other horror is in store
I think I swallowed Viagra in my sleep
cause under the circumstances
a hard one I couldn’t keep
a stiff dick hard like a
frozen banana
can't believe I was dude napped
by somebody's nana
pussy so stank the roaches run
and dive off the table in suicide
with me smelling fishy
naked and arms all tied
like some shit outta a horror flick
dark house dirty; stink smell so thick;
just thinking bout this makes me so sick
her nasty ass pouncin up on my dick
then I woke screamin... clutchin my bears.
I never thought some awful ass
pussy would give me nightmares
should've listened to moms;
wish my head wasn't so thick;
when she said "Boy watch where u b
puttin that dick"!!!
see last night was awful
how did she I choose?
bad sex has me singing
the wrong pussy blues...
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