-=Dark_Angel=-, P.I.
on Beard my Homemade Negro Jesus (Improved! With AIDS!) by Everyone
5 Nov 2004, 12:46 PM
I tried to beard Christ with a money
shot, slath'ring him thick with my "honey".
But to my surprise,
It went in his eyes,
Which he didn't think was 'tall funny.
A fine archaic letter, as if written a hundred years ago. Not a poem, really, but it shows us just enough to get the point. I'd vote 10 if this were a letters site.
senile
> small god, but you know the real God would'nt let that happen.
I find that rather extraordinary. God regularly lets people accidentally burn themselves to death. And I'm not just talking about the heathens, either.
you should try to work some AIDS into the poem. That would really give that extry cutting edge.
yeah that's the number one cause of death among elderlies :(
I do I do
i can hear the crickets chirping. listen. can you hear it too?
Yeah, as one's senses dull with age, it seems that the only thing one still feels strongly as it did in youth is pain. Pain changes from "growing pains" to "growing older pains."
On 10.25.04, while you were gallavanting about in pursuit of the ultimate lewd, I was at home soaking my mulberries in the oils of clove. If only you could boast of time similarly well spent, my lad.
I think this should be classified as 'Other'.
The different line is actually partially about fall and partially about a certain event that happened on Tuesday...;)