interesting well worth the 9

i like it. its clever. 10

Did you watch Carnivale last night?

Come on now, they did crucify Jesus. I mean, what do they expect?

Oh my... That sounds lovely. The piece could stand an edit. An the meantime here's an eight.

i feel sorry for your childhood trauma it´s time you come out of the closet.

And you say nmy poetry is lame? Well well well...I have noticed that about 99.9% of your poetry is on the bottom 20 list and mine is well..not..You can take you comments and shove them straight up your no talent ass you fucking hipocrit..

I have now corrected the assumption error which seemed to have been keeping this poem off the top of the "best" list.

Wow, you were talking about orangutans all along.

Nice poem. Pieces of the intended target are good, but there is some division over whether they are necessary. Some of the best spite-magic is spurred by spite alone. I like botany.

last line.. was bad. but the rest of it was the best ive seen from you joe, good work. you earned the title of poet. 9. happy huntin.

Blackmailing the ranker? Not quite a chain letter, but witty. An average 5 from me.

Saying goodbye to an old friend is hard indeed, but we must FLUSH! {a toilet ten}

Is Bush vegetarian aswell?

Another virgin lost to sex, wonderful poem..TURN ME ON SOME MORE..YUM..YUM 10

I think your head is full of "ether", and probably your small intestine. do you really believe that Jews are being persecuted in America? I hope you do, because, as far as polarity is concerned you are backwards, like your hat, shading your ass.

Greatest title yet (this morning) but a tad too long. Here's a nine, As compared to your other work this is a huge improvement. I think you need more metaphorical links within your tale betwen the grocery store and the middle east. That would send this poem into a much moe interesting category.

Good lord, I didn't know you guys had met?

I think the last line is very interesting. Normally you deserve something 'from' someone, but the way it's written you are deserving something 'to' someone. I think it says a lot about the subjectivity of entitlement. Nice line. Now on the subject of entitlement... Part of poetry is criticism. Please recognize that this criticism is meant to help you. I understand that you are angry because of how people treat you on this site. What I want to do is translate their attacks into something resembling meaningful criticism. Your poetry will represent America in this analogy. Think about 9-11. Some people attack America. Some people think we deserve to be attacked. Other people think we didn't deserve it, but they understand why it happened. Other people think anyone who attacks America is evil. Why do you think we got attacked on 9-11, Brit? Is it because they're evil? Is it because they hate life and freedom? Is it because they are religious muslimaniacs? I would suggest that America's sense of entitlement has a lot to do with the ill feelings that people have for us. This entitlement is born of our privileged lives and growing up with the promise of more privilege to come (and sometimes our own frustration with never fully realizing the pinnacle of privelege we are told is meant for us). I would say that this is the same reason you are being attacked. From your words here it is clear that you feel like you inherently deserve something from people. You attack an entire web site for the remarks of a few. Do you really want to be like George W. Bush: countering violence with hostility? You reveal nothing of your humility, if it exists. If poetry truly is just something you want to do to be happy, then ignore the attacks and be happy. You are completely in control of your emotions. Does it make you happy to write rants? Does it make you happy to foment ill will towards yourself by writing and publishing something intended to insult an entire group of people? Are you really interested in being happy? Think on it. Much of life and acceptance is either humility or genius, and the truly great achieve both - as well as living the reality that happiness comes completely from within.

A poem about being depressed - how mind-blowingly original!