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lol good one trevor
Mr. Pink thinks I�m flat
insulted me now there�s no turning back
Gave me a complex
I�m now insecure
It�s time for implants
the only cure
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| Originally posted by sooper I like chicken, I like beef, I like meat between my teeth. I like burgers, I like buns, with some cheese, it's tons of fun. Moo Moo cow you taste so yummy, what's it like inside my tummy? First I cook, then I chew, next I swallow, now you're poo. I love lamb, and I love turkey, in the bath with some beef jerkey. Happy cow, you eat some grass, but one day soon, I'll eat your ass. by trevor  |
I like my testicals
They are the besticals
Do you Want to give them a testicals?
They are better than the resticals!
They are great for sex festicals
But after sex they like to resticals
What do you expecticals?
They are hard working Malesticals!
I would like to confessticals,
I like your breasticals too!
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Some poems rhyme,
And others just don't.
haiku for now... sonnet to follow
Slylee
crazy, sexy, cool
short but with an attitude
she's one awesome girl
this is the shit u should be slitting ur wrists too
angry, insane clenching ur fists too, drowning ur cat and and hanging ur shtisu
cause u cant even come near my skills like karate to jijtsu
ur mom is a bitch too, im creamin in her butt soon,
im on coke, cid, marjuana smoke and magic mushrooms,
call me crazy insane lack for brians but u know what, that is true
caus i just got cvaught jerkin off in front of my mom when she came in to vacum
im running outta shit so im gonna have to split soon
like a pair of legs when im trying to hit a chicks poon
lick whom's?
bitch my dick grew
but im gettin pissed too
so let me stick my dick in ur belly button till it hits ur the fetus in ur kids womb
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| Originally posted by Fundamental Roses are red, Violets are blue, Some poems rhyme, And others just don't. |
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| Originally posted by Xenocreator_PG_ I like my testicals They are the besticals Do you Want to give them a testicals? They are better than the resticals! They are great for sex festicals But after sex they like to resticals What do you expecticals? They are hard working Malesticals! I would like to confessticals, I like your breasticals too! |
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| Originally posted by ShadoWolf Slyle crazy, sexy, cool short but with an attitude she's one awesome girl |
Haiku!
Speedracer got dumped
That's already twice this year
Stop dating bitches
my futile attempt at a poem
Sandy beaches made of cocaine
Brazilian hotties eating the poontang
I smoke half a joint put it out in the soil
I need some coke with good crown royal
I now its been said and done
But what kind of poem would you right without a gun
You see that didn�t make much since but it rhymed so fuck you
I haven�t liked clowns since I was about two
I�m done with this poem I think its quite gay
But fuck It that�s all I needed to say
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| Originally posted by Echo of Silence don't delete! |
ive got a strange style of poetry.
"Losing Your Mind"
It's cold, and a slight sense of amnesia throbs the veins.
Hazel trees are tortured.
He pens blood into a remarkable display
on the burnt parchment,
then sends it off to an abstract dream lurking in Baltimore.
Lonely hours dance their finest.
Missing Monday because the clouds are still watching
their Sunday night film.
It's blurry, but they don't mind.
(Charlie's a good actor.)
Palm exposed; ashes stir.
Revolutions come and go, and he finds
easy conversation in the aqua strawberries.
They lay cool upon the rocks. [suave]
A visitor knocks.
The downtempo beat staggers a bit more slower.
Drunken jazz but it's paradise.
What's there to wonder in Wonderland?
"Everything is natural.
These images you see, don't you remember?
Have no worry, it will all make sense later.
Tea time at 3 down by the boondocks.
I'll see you then, Alice."
He scurries across the broken sidewalk.
Bus #22 and a full head of steam to Oblivion.
"I'm scared for my life, Doc, they think I killed everyone."
There's a schism in the subway.
His mic stand crippled when he spoke of
corruption, anarchy, and the power of youth.
(Stage light red and a little out of focus.)
Bananas skip round two by two.
"Ashes, ashes..."
The monkey screams
as it comes full circle
Shocking cult in a Holocaust mask;
great magenta manifestation.
He follows the white rabbit melt into yellow brick road
and finds mad drug-induced perfection in a far crystal haze.
Reverse psychotherapy.
(They want me to implode insanity.)
The new-age mushroom adventure
with green pipes leading to Atlantis.
Oceanic symphonies flutter through the bubbles.
I am God, [or so they say.]
Urban slap to a
rural face.
Hunting the criminal between the lines-
a freefall into another man's soul.
Delightful, with slight disgust of the fearless man.
He has lunch with purple grass.
Phantom of the hour hides deep within the mosaic.
Secrets aren't everything,
but they are delicious to the loner's head.
[Thievery defeats the gentle mind.]
The derelict moon blinks as he lights up a cig
under the shivvering streelights.
It stares and suddenly falls to the ground and he pockets it like a
(clink) cold lonely penny.
The faded motel coughs up his mysteries.
Dorothy's addiction in the opium soup;
"I love poppies, and the poppies love me."
Forget the day, dear. Let the night melt you away.
(At least that's what the voices say.)
"Sleep, sleep, sleep...."
Echoes induce the fairytale lullaby.
A berzerk lurks red in the corner.
Panting stops as the door shatters.
[head splatters.]
Ringing visions scatter like glass dominoes.
Drowning.
If you lost your mind, how would you know?
Im bored.
I see shadows on the gravel
These odd figures and shapes
Squares, triangles - Round, Edged
Endless in their originality
As I walk I look around, I see nothing
There is no life, the city is dead
Im here alone, and no where to go
I walk the street, cigarrette lit
Looking around for signs of life
But everything has gone from sight
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| Originally posted by Orbax wait till i own oall of you tomrowow. Youl be sorry you wen tagaint the party gking.!~ fuck...haven t been thi sd runk in myu foromm in awhil ehehe |
wrote this recently, was heavily intoxicated 
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My fingers move. They spew out words as if they have always been there, as if they were meant to be. It doesnt matter if they mean nothing. If they meant something, is not like you would really care. They come in spanish, they sing in italian they chant in francais, they boom in enlgish. Rattling spacem, the sound roams. Rambling meanings they race to build. These lines build in you, these lines build in me, they bring the good news you've wanted to hear. They bring the downing feats you've sought to fear. And if these words were to speak, they were to say exactly what you meant them to say. And i could write the most intrinsic rhyme, the most explicit subtlety, and still these words would speak to you. And they would speak to me. And they would swim in your mind, and wrestle in your brain, and wrap your wresltless being, and warp your wordless selfness. And then done, they would leave you with a meaning, and leave me with a meaning, and you, and you, and everyone that has cared to read this words. |
allrite. erm..here's mine
The following lines are directed to the devotees of nonsense. Naturally, the poem is based on a true event.
It is superfluous to announce that the reputation of the gentlemen mentioned below will be affected in a negative way.
Too bad!
Once upon a time,
in a dark age full of crime
there was a young beggar
fighting for freedom with his dagger.
Felix was the brave poor man�s name
And no one could ever arrive at his fame.
Each time a desperado got aware
of the young Felix� golden curly hair
he doubtlessly knew the new emperor was born �
a descendant of Cesar and Augustus� spawn.
Most criminals flew because of their fear
But a few could resist the sound of slaughtered deer.
One of them was Paddy, the drunken dealer
and his friend D�mm0r, a necromancer and black healer.
They lived in the castle of Lucifer the Dark,
a tall thin Lord with teeth like a shark.
Together they cooked up the evil plan
to clean the earth by killing all men.
Due to his crazy brain Lucifer was forced to feel
that the creation of �ttens might be the big deal.
To achieve his aim all he had to do
was kidnapping the young �lsche by sending him his crew.
If the fusion took place between �lsche and him
It would be the evil�s terrible all-over win.
So Paddy and D�mm0r broke into �lsche�s home
situated in the inside of a church in Rome.
When �lsche peered at the villains, he was stunned by surprise
Taking the drugs of Paddy made him paralyse.
Just a few minutes later, he was put in a sack by the rogues
And the small group of people escaped through a forest of oaks.
During these days Felix was listening to the wind
when a budgie told him the fundamental hint.
Thus he marched to the castle of Lucifer the Dark
which looked like a copy of Noa�s wonderful ark.
To draw the Lord�s attention Felix put down his pants
holding the poisoned dagger in one of his hands.
Staring out of his window
Lucifer raised an eyebrow.
Recognizing the weird stranger
He knew he was in great danger.
To Felix he sent Paddy and D�mm0r
who carried a heavy hammer.
Of course, the two guys didn�t know
that Felix started his tricky show.
As he cut off his golden curls
which did impress even dukes and earls
his forehead then revealed a spot
he squeezed as fast as a pistol-shot.
Paddy was hit by the liquid juice.
This meant to him his brain to loose.
His buddy, the remaining D�mm0r,
still firmly hold the mighty hammer.
But now he seemed slightly confused -
taking the opportunity, Felix was amused.
So the young beggar threw his knife
And the black healer lost his life.
Lucifer jumped out of the castle to flee
but painfully landed on a Christmas tree.
Well, Felix the beggar saved the earth
although his hair had no more worth.
Missing
We watched a movie on a rainy day
Cuddled up in each others arms
Looked at each other when we'd laugh
Id hold her in my arms when she cried
Woke her up in the morning
To watch the sunrise together
Pick her up from work
To watch the sunset together
I was driving her home one night
Heard a favorite song of mine
I stopped the car in the street
So I could dance with her
We went out to eat together
She catches me looking at her, smiling
Id tell her Im smiling for no reason
But Im just happy shes there with me
Took her to see a movie
So I can do the yawn & arm trick
She looks at me like Im a wierdo
But I cant help look back with a smile
Walked on the shore line with her
Hair flowing in the water wind
We stopped to admire the view
Held each other as the water trickled over our feet
My heart skips when I see her
I love her like no other
Its a shame she doesnt exist
Maybe someday, but not today.
gone by suspicionvandit
the sun may have warped the galaxy
so that all forms of mass orbit similarly
but without the understanding of einsteins theory
how can we explain their mutuality?
same goes for you and me
my precious Alicia J. ****ny
too bad your 6 feet under my feet
explain that, einstein, intergalactic planetary!
that was the last poem i wrote back in 2003
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