manly p. hall? the secret teachings of all ages...would eleviate that boards creak, or make it louder in time i think...i don't remember maybe both. you're getting lots of swell votes..take a look.B

scabbard grill? priceless, then a cave carved on skin...eerie..

Then there is no point in your writing poetry.

'Satan pooh-poohed' is dreadful in this context.

Die then, damn you! Die! Why is it taking you so long? Don't you even know how to tie a proper noose?

I'm sure. Did you know that poppycock is derived from the Dutch papecack, which means 'soft dung'? I wonder how many nice proper little old ladies swearing sweetly are aware of that.

'As butterflies with nascent cyclones/Tucked within their wings' is wonderful.

Nope. You can't write.

Resignation will get you nowhere, dearie.

well..well.quite the forester are we? here's wishing you luck with your nuts and berries of the future 10. lean is mean!

here's a diced date instead. with microwaved butter flavored poisoning, cheers!

unreal...ha! little bit of the slippered champagne i see. never, and i mean never let that cad diminish your toot...he lost an eye last week to a blow gunning pygmy so..see.. he's a bit blind and tempermental these days...some gay priest knocked all of the change out of his hand, and the morrison shrine in paris and called him a sharp tongued alter boy twice removed and..well...he hasn't been the same really..plus there's this thing with settle and d.a (they won't let him cook the eggo to even be able to leggo?) that he's got brewing on a ethereal level in his left buttocks..(on the down lo, that is) so here's a nine from us here at the foundaton. 9. <brought to you by 'pining nuts' more than just a snack....and 'bra snap' the only way to fly>

and they have such dirty teeth also..peroxide and a taxidermist.be well, yours truly chris mCdruely.e

I think the first stanza would sound better like this: Tonight the rain is falling But Iv run out of tears Because crying in the rain Never makes the pain disappear, it's just a thought, and I think maybe if you go through this poem one more time, and try to clean it up some, it would be a beautiful poem! But other than that, I must say I like it =)

and den? woody woodpecker hits a knot. denting his beak.

I might have actually bothered to read this if there was a hint of correct spelling somewhere in it.

Please tell me this is meant to be a funny poem. I gave you a high mark on the assumption it's meant to be this funny. If it wasn't, I'll have to bring down my vote by a lot.

Stop shouting. Please. My ears hurt.

No, I'd say he'S a pretty expensive one. You have to die to meet him, after all. Or take acid.

No quoting Shakespeare at the end of poems, it makes you look like a child trying to appear intellectual.