poetandknowit
replying on The Coming Light by poetandknowit
28 Dec 2002, 1:26 AM
You are God's Wife.
I am to old man river as you are to poetandknowit
this is play land...must I reveal myself....? Mystery makes things more exciting.
and who are you?
xanthippe
replying on suicide weather and dreary imaginings do no good by xanthippe
28 Dec 2002, 1:19 AM
wah wah wah?
Okay now, in clear and complete sentences, please explain what you are talking about. Catching on to what? If you paid more attention to the poems rather than the comments you would see that I am only me, poetandknowit, which is a user name, although I do have a few poems under babbit11. There you go. Z in in CT under two feet of snow. I do not know who or where OM is? Who are you?
You mother fucker's - what? did you create this site and produce every member on it except for me and darkangel? He I'm sure is you as well...I was catching on yesterday, but thought I would bite some more kick...mother fuckers :)
He is the dope smoking, sandal wearing, mullet sporting, semit-intellectual who thinks horus8 is God.
Dough boy...chill...we are all having fun at your expense Mr. Reynolds.
Again, I have no idea what you are saying. Go read poems or something. You are making yourself out to be one of the dumbest members of this site. What an honor. H8 continues to impress me with his intelligent group of friends. Obviously, you are not the brain surgeon. Do you read Stan Rice?
Oh my god - You've crossed serious lines. I hope you don't really know these people...You could be thrown in prison.
What's the point of a Live Journal?....precisely...like your poem.
Rasputin. Rasputin. Rasputin...VS. Poisonandnosin
r u & old man river lovers? Hooked on Phonics could possibly work for you, possibly not.
wOrnella Mutiw
on suicide weather and dreary imaginings do no good by xanthippe
28 Dec 2002, 12:50 AM
This is not a concrete......Don't waste our time and stick to pigeon watching, tractor driving and oreo eating....wait....these are Dan Garcia's activities....so maybe you can be the bathroom attendant...pass me moist towlette please...here's a quarter
The only thing that saves this ditty is that it is a lyric. That is the only excuse for it. And in the perspective it is fine, but is it fine enough for Cake?
well if'n she'd-a raised him right, he wouldna taken up with a floozy the likes a-her. tarnation!
I think the gurl hit the poor ole ma with a fryin' pan. Whaddya thinkin'? It was the furst in (insert schwa here)long line ofa gurls to pound and pound on the poor ma who didda nuthin but knit all the day long.
Do you think god gets pissed because he actually picked the numbers and only gets the 10 percent? I mean will he make Mr. Johnny Cash's new helicopter crash. Of course, he is giving the jobs back to his workers and taking the wife to Israel. Maybe he can buy a solution over there.
hey, lay off! this iz whut it soundz like...when duvvs krie.