Jeremi B. Handrinos
on Being Called Dave by ?-Dave_Mysterious-?
18 Sep 2003, 6:51 PM
Swet.
A kangaroo with a didgeridoo? Just imagine that! Whatever next!?
I have played that game. I'm still waiting. I really liked the 'Zoom in on him' line.
some deleted user
on some deleted poem
18 Sep 2003, 9:57 PM
thanks for the peephole into your peehole.
well.. your writing convinces me that you are not in possesion of the ability to handle intoxicants.. my ole poem:
stupid after drugs, means you
were a good actor
before meeting your wife,
who is more charming than you are
:)
lucky.. why do you feel that adding all this extra wrapping paper will make the stupid message look pretty? it looks stupid, makes little sense, and everyone with eyes can see that your layin the bullshit HEAVY.. it stinks.. shovel it. 3
bad joke.. DAVE... DAVID DULL, .. DAVE.. SAVE DAVE FROM HIS MUNDANE UNIVERSE - STAB ME DAVE, GET SOME ADRENALIN (its good for your blood, when i drink it, and rid the world of another boring cunt)
Both charming and fragrant. A triumph! -6-
Oh, what it is to be loved!
Perpendicular without being farcical. A beautiful compromise. -8-
What really amazes me about poemranker is: that this absolute shrine of a haiku is being avoid as far as votes go... yet it's the most read? That's The Jew factor people making you nosey yet weak. you disgust me. You make me all want to eat your three legged vulvas.
short, simple, amusing, and skips all the wonderfull birthday wrapping paper and extra tasteless icing.. more effective no? AYE? lucky joe, sometimes less is more..
A nice premonition.
you scare me.. ;/ 8.
You make me want to rip out my bathroom linoleum and lead a band of cockroaches like a six-legged boddhisatva into the heart of urine town.
leaves me wondering what changes you made...but that's not important.
"I prayed for clay that I could mold."
you can mould me.
Well written! I only hope that the sea you spoke of has room for my worries as well, For I would also like to cast them away.
How sad. No woman should be treated that way. Abusive men should be taken out behind the barn and force fed their own medicine through the barrel of a 20 guage.Only my opinion of course.
It's being avoided because although it's a shrine of a Haiku it's too close to home for most of the 'poets' that need a raping..err..ranking on this site. and it doesn't rhyme....for which I whip out my dink and whizz warm thunder on it. (11)
A note on life perhaps? Not yours I hope.