What is the purpose of the third line?

Good Christ! You don't think the "Wheeled-chair" was haunted, do you!?

Airports have always fascinated me. Tell me, my dear: you know when the plane lands, and it taxies up to the terminal building, and then those special tubes are connected to the plane and everyone starts walking off the plane? Yes? Well, what I was wondering was... when the planes are waiting for all the people to get off, are they... are the planes actually sniffing at the building?

I suppose "James Wright" has been telling you about asswagons. Then beware, for he knows not of what he speaks.

Try writing on the Turin Shroud instead of paper! It can be a great way to cure writer's block! Also crapper's block!

Do shut up.

This is quite good, I suppose.

"Beyond the comprehension of society... Avoiding the mainstream eye of the media".

Dude, there have been lesbians for thousands of years, if not longer. There's nothing mysterious about lesbians. They only think so because each woman's hysterical excitement about any romantic involvement is magnified by that of the other, when it should rightly be dampen'd by the man's moustache and pipe.

How do you achieve the world?

I hate to say this Jeremi, but I think that the opinions of both yourself and Sam Kinneson are simultaneously unbelievably wrong and unbelievably arrogant. Your embarrassing ignorance concerning the AIDS virus was amply demonstrated to us all when you insisted that the word "AIDS" was synonymous with the word "gay". At first glance, this might seem like a perfectly reasonable statement to make, especially in light of recent events in the US of A; but on closer inspection, your naughtiness is made only too clear: "AIDS" is not a word. It is an acronym. When will people learn that it is careless acronymity, not careless promiscuity, that lies at the root of the AIDS problem? How long do we, the British public, have to sit by and watch as thousands of innocent bystanders are carelessly infected with these deadly acronyms before someone gets off their fat bum and actually does something about it? Too long, I say! So, for the love of sweet merciful Christ, please give just two pounds a month, or whatever you can afford, to:

Careless Acronyms Can Kill (C.A.C.K),
24 Bishop's Wagon,
Chauncery Hostel Lane,
Cambridge.

Thank you.

I like the way you've used the planet in your poeme as a metaphor for our own planet: Earth. Are we to just stand about like kidneys whilst our governments destroy thousands of acres of rainforest simply to fuel their own greedy capitalist agendas? I don't think so, buddy.

I'd like to quote, if I may, a section from your poeme that tackles such issues with astounding clarity:

"...two point five billion must live in the stink
that arises when people have no sanitation
and you tell me all this deserves no lamentation."

I'm not some sort of international hero, but I know I'll be doing some lamenting in the coming weeks and months. Will you?

Good Christ, I hope so.

This strikes me as more of a series of points than a poem.

Please explain how this is a poem and not simply a series of incorrectly-puncutated sentence fragments separated by line breaks. You surely must know that 'poetry' is not the same as 'unstructured vague musings on some emotions'.

Treat me mean, I need the reputation.

I think you've just strung a series of words together without any real unifying theme.

Hope? Fear? Justice?
Systematic? Dogmatic? Pragmatic?

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Great use of "Nicaragua" to rhyme with "peanuts"

otaku hahahaa

Also, limericks whose first line ends in the same word as the last are ace. go go gadget lear

Hi bunny. I know we haven't always seen eye to eye, but I'm confident that if you provide a full and frank apology, we can forget about this rather unpleasant business. Friends?

The lines,

"That light is hope
Without it she'd die"

are beautiful, by the way.

wtf

Yeah, so what's your point?