MR Blobby
on Closed Doors by the indign
11 Jul 2004, 12:58 AM
blobby blob!!
blobby blob!!
blobby!
Blobby blob?
Blobby?
Fucking beautiful. It's on my favorites. It haunts me. It kills me. fucker.
Ditty? hrmm.. maybe, but I don't think I'd be the man to do it.
btw:
Monitory, adjective - def: Serving to warn.
SupremeDreamer
replying on Sugared petrol isn't sweet if your ass is black & blue. by Y2kSlamPoet
11 Jul 2004, 12:21 AM
Well its not like I post such stuff often.. or at all.. sheesh. So I've indulged myself once. :P
Thanks for your comments.
Is that the literal translation, or did it just happen to rhyme in English as well? *10*
quick poem.
because feeling cold is the only way we can remember what it feels like to be warm. And HOW you are is very different than WHO you are. I would work on the WHO part and let the HOW follow. Keep it up. It sounds like you have a lot more to let out.
rrrrrrrrRRRRRRRIPOFF!!!!!!
"Thus is more than you can aim unto," Is a strange thing to say for a tweenager. Must have been watching Dawson's creek I guess.
I get the feeling of someone moving into young adulthood. There is apprehension in 'make a wanton of me' (I am guessing you use wanton in its precise sense of unchaste).
The relationship between the tweenager and the narrator is unclear. The same person, a younger sister maybe.
There is an elegance in the poem, a clear progression and a certain feeling of reflection. Very good.
I usually yawn at this sort of political rant.
But it's not a bad rendition of a familiar chant
So you have a problem with islamic terrorists and christians dropping cluster bombs and people dying and that members of the army do what they are told.
Big whoop.
Wow, good luck.
INSIPID A superb title.
INSIPID A walloping pile.