wilco
replying on Writers' Block by wilco
7 Jun 2004, 8:33 PM
That is zee point, my friend.
Personally, I like this a lot better now. Sounds kind of like a Phish song.
Must've been hard to think up this one.
I could see this on the radio, Not that it's all that great(No offense), but it's better than alot of stuff I hear.
'sokay. I'm poetically challenged. Time heals all wounds, or some such hootenanny. I'll read 'em all tamale. My ocular locating lenses are parched.
Thank you. I'm suprised you like it.
And yes, I know you said one. I'm number challenged.
I've just posted one, but some others would be:
http://www.poemranker.com/poem-details.j
Blarg.
Y2kSlamPoet
replying on Bitter bacardi makes the black stones dance. by SupremeDreamer
7 Jun 2004, 7:59 PM
Well, not all my villanelles can be vodka kisses. ;/ Tequila worm... thats been done me thinks.
Whats meh? Malaysian term for "shrug"? Blasted folks, why do you torture me?
As for goldmember, I didn't really like that movie... first austin powers flick was better.
Y2kSlamPoet
on The curse of language and other scattered thoughts by Y2kSlamPoet
7 Jun 2004, 7:55 PM
Behold, my new rant of extremely bloated porportions!!!
Shake. Aim. Twist. Pop!
Point me to one of your rants. I'm curious. 'Course no one rants like the Big Bad Ho Daddy.
Your highway was plenty wide, pinballish though. Too bad Jung was working the construction zone and you failed to slow. Poor Carl. 9. For drowning me.
If you wrote the other one about the tequila worm, then, meh, is my feeling. If not, meh anyway.
Maybe try one about Goldschlager instead.
Goldschlager- Noun. What Goldmember has in his pants.
You should put a monkey in there, and then laugh at it.
Classic simplicity.
I don't know french, but I'd say that since the french version end rhymes also, this took a few cups of espresso to complete.
"My vertebrae are pierced with
A shadow that benumbs me and I cry:"
YES, YES! Weep for the benumbing shadows that
pierce your...Vertabrae!...? And cause the handicap
sign to flicker 2 for 1. Once, when I shot up a hot
shot and filled my lungs with vomit until collapse
I thought the same thing before shitting myself
and crumpling upon the floor in self destructive ecstasy,
and pointless false curiousity, but I said ""Gaudy Gay, Geave Ge Ge! Gome, gloom, gnd gill ge!
Glose Gy Gyes Go ghe Gillions Gn Gour Gky"" these g's should be pronounced with all of the utmost contempt for men that call themselves sasha, and at the end of the night... Indeed are.
SupremeDreamer
replying on Bitter bacardi makes the black stones dance. by SupremeDreamer
7 Jun 2004, 6:27 PM
There dimwit, are you proud of me now?!