Crakyamuni
on I love your pink little bow by <{Baba^Yaga}>
3 Mar 2003, 6:10 PM
And when he saw his own reflection he never once thought introspection.?
viva Borneo!
I like the short ones. They don't feel as overworked.
Ha ha ha. LOOK HOW WIDE MY MOUTH IS. HA HA HA HA. MOTHERFUCKER, GAZE AT IT. HAA HAA HAA HAA.
Boring, nice layout.
OKAY WHERE DO YOU WANT ME TO PUT
THIS LARGE RATHER SUGGESTIVE BUT
COMPLETELY INNOCUOUS REAM OF PAPER
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DUDE YOUR MINDS ARE SO IN THE GUTTER
Have you actually ever tasted human flesh? I have. Know who Nathaniel Bar-Jonah is? Well he's in jail. I once was at one of his dinner parties in MA.
Is this a joke?? This is the most bitterly derisive piece of poetry ever written. When you rhyme hope with joke...well the act of RHYMING is a bit silly, isn't it? Unless it is transparent. Which in this case, it isn't. 7 for not making your intentions clearer.
Poemes huh? Fucking talentless poseur. You don't have the talent, you know? The talent. That's what's missing. Irreverence, gore, who gives a shit. Raise your hand. The class is silent.
Interesting work. Nice narrative. Doesn't say a whole hell of a lot very clearly.
Meaningless. Stop rhyming until you figure out what you're doing.
1. Don't give a fuck what inspired it. 2. You rhymed shot by there own creed with "ethnic need". You took something serious and turned into a piece of shit, good work. If you're going to tackle big issues you could at least try a little harder.
Nice. Then you must know what it is to feel that you search and seek to destroy. That you alone are responsible for certain...things.
Tsk Tsk Tsk. We are too young too love. Too foolish to consider unrequitted feelings. Too young...I'll be your shoulder to cry on in your time of woe.. I only know because I've been through a love so tortorous that I didn't know if I could stand to look in his eyes with out knowing that he'd be ok. That he'd live. Then as I say...Then She Got Over It the title of a new poem. You'll learn and eventually...Hey here's a thought, maybe you were just looking for validation...Try to feel better and get sleep.
Sucks dude- very informative poem though. The comfort of a skateboard can mend you.
Twas the night before chanuuka and all through the smoke
not a bowl was burning not even a toke
Twas the night before chanuuka and all through the smoke
not a bowl was burning not even a toke
FOR FUCKS SAKE YOU REALLY DO MISS THE POINT OF HAIKU DON'T YOU.
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I've read much worse.