horus8
replying on i will not come to bangladesh by lost in america
7 Mar 2003, 11:30 PM
Frozen justification?
I didn't know they wired the mammoth to talk?
Interesting. You ever see Ringo Starr in that Caveman movie? Funny shite, mang.
Sir, are you mad dogging the mob? Perhaps i am conducting an experiment. What if i said part of me likes this poem, and part of me hates it. The good news is the best comment you got was from da. your problem is right there. In other words, the style and structure is completely gauche, and artisticaly 'safe' Either go total concrete, or make the structure serve your words and story here, because that's where the good shit is. Here's a ten. Now Skiddadal. I never said you had to like anything. I'm just messing around with new theories of and within communication, lacking audio, and visual identification upon a computer. This was only a test.
Oh Shardik... You trap baiter you.
Must your mind live at the Cirkle K
Try
Chapstick from my ass
You know? I just love Oprah.
Want a Chocodile?
I never knew there was a holy war?
Yes, I know. It troubles me too. We should do something about it! You know? Clean up this filthy town... Whatta yeah say? I hear this scoundrel Bachus has gone mad... Apparently with a kale gun at the private school. In the private boys shavery. We can only hope they're all not vegetarian pussys. Coming up with off the cuff degeneratively rude chirpings like that. The nerve. All over my chesapeke chaps and scarf. Mother fuckers. We don't need no stinking badges.
Hey lets count this.
It could be a 69 er!c
see time and time again I see the only way to truly resolve something is to take the negative force out of the equation. Being evil people should just vanish. It's really the simplest alternative. Plus I wrote this and then I thought. Wow. I don't need to be around people. Huh. Yay. I've left them. yet they still have me
I may lose my "cool", but I like
this poem. Yes sir, I like it
a bunch.
wunderbar! oktoberfest!
midnite madness!
Frankingstein? That's not right, you fool! It's Frankenberry. Any literate cereal-box collector can tell you that. Sheezlouise.
me and count chocula got drunk one night
and painted frankenberry green.
that was a time of carefree
drunken carefree memory and
gallons of
milk
that we drowned that damned
annoying booberry in.
hey, cap'n crunch stole my hustler.
download commencing in 5...4...3...2...1... ERROR...ERROR...
oh well. what's on teevee, Stinkyfuzzpaws?
mmmmlove.
blackholes have feelings too.
oh, wait, no they don't.
~sigh~
young love and longing,
the burning crush of simple incompleteness
and a tender lust.
and here I am in my cell
unbreakable bands of spacetime
to overcome in teaspoonfulls.
here is a number from a hat.
barely...
...nice sentiment, though.
THUS SPEAKS THE MAN FROM CANUCKISTAN
you superstar
under par
jamie farr
corca colar
one night spent in zanzibar
thats whut this generation needs.
i fuckinsuck. hypercrit me.
Iron maiden rocks the third world.
here's ten cents for a new tent, sven.
Shit, I just gave a listen to thorn apple the baby fat. ace! ace! triple ace!
[In retrospect, the value of the Buddha's ministry
is beyond
the need for latent states, host-parasite
relationships including disease mechanism.]
I rather like it as-is
Maybe, Someday, Saved by zero.
Straight over my head.1.
So let me get this straight, toby. Considering you seem to be about 100 different people in your head clique and wired many ranking powers, am I to believe that the only way I can get any real advice around this place is if I like all of your poems. What an interesting policy. And If I accidentally do not like one of the poems you wrote under any number of your user names I am to be labeled numerous form of creative profanity because you cannot seem to take any sort of criticism. Well okay then, just give me a list of all your people and I will give them all good tidings! lol.
Lots of cliches. Lots of them.
Okay, quickdraw, you are right. I will go back and try to add depth that is not beneath you.