Quite flattering, and astounding. How you young darlings manage incest so instictively, and everyone makes us believe it's evil. God bless Jacko for sleeping close to the kiddies, and God bless Settle for his abnormal brilliant warp.

AN ENJOYABLE READ, ROMANTIC LIKE MY CURRY LIM

I LIKE.

Why do you consistantly dwell upon your mother horus? Look at the people you attract to you by doing that. You can't fix Marrianne, let her go Grendal. just bring flowers when she breaks the ground as we all must do. then break wind.

I'll come around to see you once in a while.... or if you ever need a reason to smile. cause i'd never want to make you change for me.

This is utter crap. I don't understand how anybody like any of this except maybe if you were looking at this as a joke. I can not see any talent in here at all.

Ha! Ha! true true, but i do that with or without you or love, that dear is why i'm an artist revered by my peers as skilled in the art of scotch taping while proclaimimg myself the pyrgayte sunflower of the china seas. besides... some party's are just dying for rainbows like me to do a little dance, thanks for fueling the legend of (ding dong) fuck, pink dot... where was i, ah yes the legend of 'begger lance' the golfing dr. tickling, BITER OF EARLOBES! Gemstones when worn by a lady, should be real and peridot, not fake and plastic. A biting was called for by the supreme bringer of bites, i could not stop the order, and the week before you was another in venice when i threw my shoes in a tree with a painting lass of mine and then impaled my palm while fetching them back upon the bamboo, you are just the tail at the end of the beast called... 'thee belted beast of notchingham'..

Hence, you should stay away from Indian food.

schizophrenics see secret messages everywhere. it's a james talor song, and it was before you were born, and i think it was a folk song before even he played it, just because you went to school there, don't fucking ruin the place for everyone else.lol. There are no messages. i am not mr. pig, but you are clinicaly and most obviously a seriously unstable cuek. Jesus. i have never seen a person light themselves on fire before, impressive, I mean, if you could write, of course.

I always wanted Pinjur colored wings. Thanks. It's not a spice. Ohhhhh, I just noticed...the secret messages you used to leave for me on poemranker. Carolina's on my mind. Thanks! Your haiku had nothing to do with Pinjur. 0.

Dull kiddo. Try a whole new aproach to your writing style. You need some depth.

i quite like this although i don't really think its a poem. maybe i only like it cuz i do the same thingwith the tv and the worrying and the fear and such

BEEF CURTAINS THE NICEST FOLD OF SKIN, BING8

NOTHING WRONG WITH OBNOXIOUSNESS, CULTURED DUDES ARE ALWAYS THAT WAY. THIS ROCKS, LIKE ALL THAT EROS STUFF AND ITS IMAGINATIVE. I'LL STICK TO STICKMEN FROM NOW ON

Full of insightful novelties.9.

very nice10

ACCORDING TO DAVID HOCKNEY AND HIS LENSES, BACHUS AND I DID IT BACKWARDS.

Jesus Nick, profound, but what of the mixing of cheeses with popstars if Todd Rungren is in my fromt room drinking newcastle with me right now?

Ornella love, Kurtiny on the bounty.

BET YOUR WELL FIT, THE POEMS OK , DO YOU DO ANYTHING WITTY?