the word "holping" does seem to offer a bit of hope so can you holp me holp you holp yourself. you're fired. next.A

good sh1!t gansta keep rolling lets keep it gansta at this site 1

what is up with the zeros? are you dead inside?

ha.!crikey! that's a toss. have an eight. for the title and conclusion.???

nothing pulls you from a "i just woke up and feel like shit" bout of depression better then destruction of a white trash town. well, that and morning head.

...now where the hell did i put my goddamn flannel?

It's a good poem with a good lesson. You show excellen work but i dont know its really good. sometimes its hard to find the rhyme because something in the sentence rhymes with someone else. most people like the poems that dont have a certain rhyme scheme mine are always like right there!! noticable!! well done!! and i am too a criving writer here!! dont get discouraged by what people say!! ive been dont i show great promise by my teacher. and these people bashed me and my writings. as long as you wrie what you feel then its always true!! dont let them get to you if they're mean. they were me too i think you just have to gain their respect with like a masterpiece and i only began writing so i know it will take time for me!!

She was an ugly woman, almost as ugly as her ex-husband. This whole scandal is just a way for the British people to forget about the twat that they elected priminister.

great last line, but second stanza last line "horizon" and or hori-zen which could be better, but since you don't have any other hyphens going on any where else it wouldn't look that good i guess...interesting notion though...just forget everything i said..i'm stoned and squandering my time unwisely again...has anyone seen a better manager or agent floating around here..i need a new one. bad.

I'll come back to this a couple of times before I number it.

and the brethren say satasfactory. i don't care for you as a human being, because your not yet, but i will buy you a beer after work one day..so here. i enjoyed reading it on all the levels that count in the attic across the street from you...here i'll flash my light twice to proof it.2

hmmm, my bruises were never as pretty as pink (bless you for not knowing that???!) nor have i ever seen grey jis...as for the bad seed, yes, amen to that. but who what when where why...or at least how? i like to watch....even it if it's only on the ranker. you'll not get a vote from me until i get some salient details, sirrah!

almost there.... but jigsaw aren't jagged (shattered, whatever) even though they are confusing and in a thousand pieces. dammit man! (woman)! you are a tease. shape this up. the bit about the haze seeping closer to your heart is eerily brilliant, damn you. i demand a rewrite.

how'd he get that name anyway....hmmm

i never scan.. i read than hop around naked going "fiji" "fiji"...i was interested straight through...it might just be heart singing barracuda in the background...that song always makes me smile though aint that the truth.9.

i think you force the rhyme at the expence of the experience in this one brazen. sorry for that.

I always thought there would be a lot of sexual frustration in the smurf world, I mean, was smurfette just the village bicycle or what? And don't tell me smurfs don't get sexual urges

Bill Murray sucks dick

again, you fuck me here in public. should i be blushing? have a nine.

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