I´m in a wax museum

My name is Jeff, friends call me Jeffrie
ending e
as a matter of fact
i can´t act
but swing by to see me
might as well buy creatively
the wax museum
you can´t paint crayon

Oceans 11

Misdirect
do
an effect
do
a prefect
Or just watch a documentary
Good news is that I´m able to still talk to my mother and father,
the rest just pass beyond me, so maybe the title should have been
“The things that matter” It just came to mind the title of this
book by Charles Krauthammer, the things that matter focus on that
the rest you discard them, have a good moral compass I think is important
and at the same time don´t let those things that matter destroy you
if they go down hill, don´t be naive overall with other situations apart from
the things that matter.

Have a great Sunday gents and gentesses.

Fascinated

It seems I unedvertantly turned the house into a whore house,(long story)
yes that would be me in on room, a marrocan on the other and the other two left one…..
each to his and her own it seems.
The real fascinating thing is this Marrocan, now in Ramadan and it seems, it seems,
it seems, he still fallows it. Apart from the confinement and everything the guy
will still makes his food now which is 19 hundred, or 7 p.m. and eat it later around
10 p.m. Quite the good cook he is by the way. I actually got to the conclusion he is not Muslim,
I think the whole thing is a ploy, I think he is some kind of Budda. Always calm, too calm
which is a bit freaky and sneaky, too calm. Plus he should be my bitch and cook my food.
Anyways the house did turned up into a whore house so might as well get some free food.
And this fucking story is normal for me…go figure if I had to train or not my brain in the past
so I don´t go off cliff with hash.
(No proofread and not going to google for every word, came out what it came so not sorry)
What a BS, Jeeeeeesus, but funny.

Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.

My spy

People you know me?
Think you are important to me?
Fucking sounded like a paronaid
not afrait.
(wax on wax off= make it dismark)

Stay frosty gents and gentesses.

Pandemic…….

Pandemic ipidemic..fuck that shit, tired of writers
be wisers
though,
Pandemic, got this shit face that once he post it on wordpress,
he seems to have more e mail a drasses and again the pandimic
giving you his statistics…
for me is fucking basics
Shut the fuck off, damn,
now I am complete.

you can play the player

I´m the sayer
no nayer
just a player
you bitch do what I want to do
no?
She did what did she want to be me
holy….
Got a new one though,
forget about it, easy, for humans to obsesse,
let out the stresse.
But.
You can play the player.
Give you that that much
as such
Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.

Rebel without…deciding the cause

Rebel they call me
Has to be more we
In a good way
By the way
Writing addiction
With BAD diction
I found the cause
Writing badly is the because

Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.

highway boy

They called highway boy!
men and women of Troy
played their toy
music was not static
peddling with writing addict
trying to inflict
they thought they could predict
highway boy
which came with joy
from which way…

Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.

the fighter

there once a fighter,
he did do the enlighter,
writing was his thing,
crazy blingtay

Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.

love your self to death

I won´t curse because my mother is reading this,
and she is, telling me,
weirdo you kido!
I just got an idea
with Pria,
idea…. look it up inside in upside down,
I am grown man?

Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.