Buddy Bee Anthony

Veteran Poet - 1,308 Points [Buddy Bee Anthony] (Minneapolis Minnesota)

Buddy Bee Anthony Poems

1. A Lot Like You 11/21/2011
2. Addie's Rules 10/26/2012
3. Anarchy Street Musician 10/28/2014
4. Are You Serious 7/19/2014
5. Ask 8/9/2012
6. B As In Bad 12/3/2011
7. Baystreet Blues 6/8/2015
8. Bird Song 11/27/2011
9. Black To White 11/28/2011
10. Bon Appetit 6/17/2014
11. Bread Crumb Circus 9/22/2012
12. Comin And Goin 1/24/2015
13. Crackhead Hooker 10/7/2012
14. Dandelions 10/21/2014
15. Dead Men And Tortoises 9/12/2014
16. Don'T Sleep -new- 6/30/2015
17. Drinkin Song 11/20/2011
18. Drug Of Choice 4/7/2015
19. Estella Rosa Annabella Margarito 1/17/2012
20. Family Tree 11/20/2011
21. Fashionista 6/23/2014
22. Fight The Good Fight 5/13/2015
23. Firefly 12/25/2011
24. Flower Child In Need 6/3/2014
25. Four Letter 'Work' Song 11/22/2011
26. Gypsy Queen 9/27/2012
27. Haiku You 10/8/2014
28. Hard Drivin Man 11/25/2011
29. Haven'T You Heard? 8/9/2012
30. Hawthorne Man 4/30/2012
31. Helen Of Troy 11/20/2011
32. High Hats And River Rats 11/28/2011
33. I Want What I Want (The Money Song) 10/12/2014
34. I Was Lovin You 8/9/2012
35. I Wish 4/22/2014
36. If 11/22/2011
37. I'M Glad My Mom Can'T See Me 12/11/2011
38. In A Man's World. 1/1/2012
39. In The City 8/10/2012
40. Innuendo 8/9/2012
Best Poem of Buddy Bee Anthony

Four Letter 'Work' Song

Work me up
work me out
work me flip side down
Work me here
work me there
work me with renown

Work me hot
work me greedy
work me through and through
Work me to the very marrow
work me just like I'd work you

Work me proud
work me late
work me do not hesitate

Won't you let me work for you?
Work me til I'm black and blue
Work me steady, work me needy
work me to a lather
Work me til my backbone breaks
and the buzzards gather
Work me in, work me under
work me til I bleed
Work me over red hot coals
work me like a...

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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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