POEME, NO!!!!! POEM, YES!!!!! tooooooooooooooo looooooooooong!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'll give you a big one oh ranking for this high-quality poem One of the best I've seen on here!

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you are mentally challenged

Indeed, a killer.

DAMN'I like your Style. Well done.

Hmm, don't like her much eh? Read some of mine, tell me what you drink-er think.

Quite possibly the best haiku since Steven King's. Your hair is fine Like January embers My heart burns there too

Artie? If and when you are done licking his comatose balls and changing his feeding straw... could you get out of the way, pass the salt. wipe off your faCE! AND SHUT THE FUCK UP!? Thanks!

One has only to read [most of] the string of comments above to realize that DA's third verse is the genius that confused, then offended and then inspired all of you to quickly "pull your open blouses closed" thereby revealing your own prudish personal brawl, the subliminal "clothing" that protects the spew of your ment. DA mocked - and won. That ot to be wth a tn.

We are here to grow, so grow up and take it like a man.

Suicide is such a cowardly way out, And I don't think she had time to repent.

"blocked, he scatched my eye yanked on my hair" this section could be edited to say blocked,/ he scratched my eye/ yanked on my hair/ " because splitting up the verbs from the objects is confusing. Clean up that first line of typos, too. A little more description of him and the proximity he was to the narrator with his knife would make it easier to visualize.

Up your arse?

That, and puppy fucking.

And what of the purple bruised urchin when it comes lurchin into a yard full of Sod!!!!

Basic training.

Seriously not bad.

Wow, that's an original thought.