Buddy Bee Anthony

Bronze Star - 2,337 Points [Buddy Bee Anthony]

Buddy Bee Anthony Poems

1. Mary's Kitchen 11/20/2011
2. Drinkin Song 11/20/2011
3. Unlike You 11/20/2011
4. Alot Like You 11/21/2011
5. Trickle Down 11/20/2011
6. Mr. Blackball 11/24/2011
7. Hard Drivin Man 11/25/2011
8. Sounds Of Sire 11/26/2011
9. Soul Train (Prelude) 11/26/2011
10. That's It And That's All 11/26/2011
11. If 11/22/2011
12. Oh Midnight 11/27/2011
13. Rock 'n' Roll Call 11/27/2011
14. Too High 11/27/2011
15. High Hats And River Rats 11/28/2011
16. 'Sprout' 11/28/2011
17. White To Black 11/28/2011
18. More Time 12/3/2011
19. B As In Bad 12/3/2011
20. Need It Bad 12/5/2011
21. I'm Glad My Mom Can't See Me 12/11/2011
22. Sidewalk Finger 12/20/2011
23. The Work Song 12/22/2011
24. Firefly 12/25/2011
25. Tell Me The Truth 1/1/2012
26. Starving For Words 1/1/2012
27. Outta Here. 1/1/2012
28. Poster Child 1/1/2012
29. Winner Take All 1/5/2012
30. Sugar Love 1/5/2012
31. Trouble 1/16/2012
32. Estella Rosa Annabella Margarito 1/17/2012
33. Rock N Roll 2/10/2012
34. Song And Dance Man 3/12/2012
35. Squishy Squashy Squish 4/28/2012
36. Hawthorne Man 4/30/2012
37. Dat Stuff 5/5/2012
38. Prince.(Philip Rob) 5/14/2012
39. Stuck On Stupid 7/4/2012
40. She's The Girl 7/28/2012
Best Poem of Buddy Bee Anthony

West Coast

Screw the West Coast
Won't be buyin more shares, Joe
Screw the West Coast
and your cross-eyed stares, no.
Screw the West Coast,
I'm sorry but no go
Screw your snafu face
and your prickly head space.
What a crime,
I'm short on time
to whip you into shape

Screw the West Coast.
With your bag of sticky
sweet and sour juju
Spinnin webs like fine spider's silk
Mess with this fly's head
I'll make a meal outta you
dip you in buttermilk

Screw the West Coast
You've put the perfect crime
in my East Coast mind
as I lie awake at ...

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Family Tree

I got a brother named Thunder
another named Lightenin
my sister's named Wind and I'm Rain
Goin' steady with a sweet li'l warm breeze
She makin love like a hurricaine
When the Gods of The Father of my Mother and me
first ate the fruit off the olive tree
The Moon raised the tide
bringin on a mudslide

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