-=Dark_Angel=-, P.I.
on Lupus in A Minor by Wulf
13 Oct 2002, 2:06 PM
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This would be better if you didn't say "teeter totter playground" every fucking line.
Fuck you and your shitty poetry.
I'm afraid this doesn't rhyme.
I hope you fall over and injure your face.
GO AWAY YOU FUCKING GOTH.
I never did those things, but this still socked me in the gut. I still owe you a poem, workin' on it.9
What did he smell of?
Look here, cuntwagon. I know you think you're incredibly interesting and multi-faceted, but all that means is you have no personality and the most unique thing you can think of to say about yourself is "WOW I KEEP CHANGING YOU NEVER KNOW WHAT I'M GOING TO DO NEXT BECAUSE WOW LOL I'M SO DEEP AND COMPLEX THAT MY TRUE FACE NEVER SHOWS ITSELF YOU HAVE TO GET TO KNOW ME TO KNOW THE REAL ME BECAUSE I AM UNIQUE." Perhaps if you knew that EVERY SINGLE FUCKING TEENAGER GIRL ON THE FACE OF THE PLANET feels this way about herself, you might not post so many shite lozenges on poemeranker.
Oh, how interesting! A tedious, pointless exposition on how RACISM=WRONG. Well fuck me! You're really shaking the foundations of modern civilisation!! 90% of the people who read this thought RACISM=RIGHT, but luckily you've managed to change their minds with your excellent structure, exciting use of dramatic description, brave use of rhyme, interesting choices of spelling/grammar/punctuation, and WOW ZANY INCREDIBLE FUCKING ORIGINALITY OF SUBJECT MATTER! 10!!! Keep up the good work!!
I think what you've done there is confused 'POETRY' with 'A DULL PROSAIC FABLE THAT IS BROKEN UP INTO LINES'.
TOO MUCH METALLICA LYRICS, NOT ENOUGH PIE.
You spelled "-=Watching him die=-" wrong.
It's not a matter of right or wrong, but bad or good. You have no idea what you're doing in this arena. Just because you can move it doesn't make you a dancer. Just because you know the words it doesn't mean you can sing. You are awful at writing poetry. The sooner you admit it, the faster your recovery. You're up against some stiff competition here. You are not right , you are blind. Open your eyes. You're an idiot when it comes to expessing yourself with the written word. You are insolent and unaware.
How on earth do you have the balls to call yourself a poet?
You sorry little shit. You dare to write about democracy and then cram the ballot box with fake votes? You are a scumball. Best list my ass. You fall from the sky carrying a shit-pie and walk away with the blue-ribbon? I think not. I spit on you and your crappy poem. Your poem is not worthy enough to lick the shoes of my worst.
I picked up a connection between husband/boyfriend and a newborn. Slightly scary but endearing too.8
Sadly, there's nothing more powerful to a mans ego than this. However, this blade swings both ways. No changes.
I AM BACHUS AND MY GREAT POWER COMES FROM HILARIOUS FLIPPANCE.
I don't know. Maybe they'd have it off?