J.W. Frogg Poems
|1.||The Dreams Of The Broken||5/13/2012|
|2.||Play In The Road With Matches (A Baby's Lullaby)||4/18/2013|
|4.||The Full Report||5/29/2013|
|6.||The Peeking Hole||8/24/2013|
|7.||Untitled (With Walls And Stuff)||5/29/2013|
|9.||Girl Be Knockin'||3/10/2012|
|12.||Beauty (And One Sentence By The Pot-Head Who Woke Her)||3/11/2012|
|17.||Mold On My Think Stick||5/13/2012|
|18.||Zombie Sex Slave||3/15/2012|
Zombie Sex Slave
This is my zombie sex slave...
She never again needs to shave...
Someone sees me after the veil has closed...
But, she is not quite the same and her body feels froze...
No Holy Water please...
It only weakens her knees...
We are living with this night time adventure...
Hoping God will turn this undead friend of mine into my...
Girl Be Knockin'
All the girls I want to have sex with are getting older
All the lies I have lied about make this a burden with no shoulder
There is a girl knockin' at my door who says she only sleeps with black guys
I'm afraid to answer and afraid to tell her that there is something she doesn't realize
That all the girls I want to have sex with are getting older
And all this nonsense is making trouble and making me bolder