Friday poem, 1-4. |
I remember sandy gave me a hand.Now Im known as the maniac manLooking and searching for a shred of proofKnowing any time this world could go poofNow what might happen without me knowinThats why I find...
Posted by Sean Jean on Fri, 04 Jan 2008 07:28:00 PST |
Friday poem, 11-30. |
Aw yeah, I jumped in the F-trainBut wait a minute, we gotta hit the store manI got to get some gum and some Tic-Tac'sTwo tall cans and a packet of Blackjack'sWe got the goods, now we're headin for the...
Posted by Sean Jean on Fri, 30 Nov 2007 10:10:00 PST |
Friday poem, 11-16. |
Girl ur booty so swoleHow u get them jeans around itGirl ur booty so swoleWhy u think I'm singin bout itHit it hard from the backand then I go to sleep and dream about itIts like that ass is crack the...
Posted by Sean Jean on Fri, 16 Nov 2007 10:44:00 PST |
Friday poem, 11-2. |
To all the ladies in the place with style and graceAllow me to lace these lyrical douches, in your bushesWho rock grooves and make moves with all the mommiesThe back of the club, sippin Moet, is where...
Posted by Sean Jean on Sat, 03 Nov 2007 10:40:00 PST |
Friday poem, 10-12. |
Hey yo, hickory dickory dock I'm under the Brooklyn block yesWho's the next to testify and try and penetrate the vestDiggatie do re me fa so la ti do I drop back my prozacI take it in track and give i...
Posted by Sean Jean on Fri, 12 Oct 2007 10:01:00 PST |
Friday poem, 9-28. |
And gimme some of your butter pecan Put it right there on tip of my tongue, hold itRight jeeeahCuz baby, if I bite youI bet you like itFrench Vanilla's a hell of a flavor for meWith strawberries, two ...
Posted by Sean Jean on Fri, 28 Sep 2007 11:06:00 PST |
Friday poem, 9-21. |
I need a bitch to hold my stash, a bitch to give me some assAnd when I'm on the run I need a hoe to send me some cashI'm a ball 'til I fall and that's the first rightI need a bitch to watch my house w...
Posted by Sean Jean on Fri, 21 Sep 2007 10:13:00 PST |
Au Revoir, Passions. |
Dear reader,
I write this message with a heavy heart. Since Passions ended it glorious run, your friend J.-J. has struggled to find a productive way to spend his afternoons. Before, he wou...
Posted by Sean Jean on Thu, 20 Sep 2007 11:30:00 PST |
Au Revoir, Brit. |
Dear Mlle. Spears,
I once offered to care for your children, especially young Jayden James--J. J. I thought they had the potential to be Emiles. But now, after your singularly disappointin...
Posted by Sean Jean on Fri, 14 Sep 2007 11:03:00 PST |
My first time |
Dear reader,
I was always into music, as many of you know. At times I made my living as a transcriber, I wrote articles on music for Diderot's Encyclopedia, and of course, there's my well-known ...
Posted by Sean Jean on Fri, 14 Sep 2007 10:33:00 PST |
