on some deleted poem
15 Dec 2002, 9:31 AM
May I suggest...
An alternate reality has captured me
Coerced me from the comforts and warmth once known.
Soft whispers of wealth and adventure
Are sometimes drowned by the cries of my buttocks.
Familiar faces become blurred through watery stools
And memories are more difficult to grasp
As this sea of revolting Mexican 'foods' washes over me.
An alternate reality has captured me
Coerced me from the comforts and warmth once known.
Soft whispers of wealth and adventure
Are sometimes drowned by the cries of my buttocks.
Familiar faces become blurred through watery stools
And memories are more difficult to grasp
As this sea of revolting Mexican 'foods' washes over me.
on A christmas thought by keatsImnot
20 Dec 2002, 12:10 PM
Great job censoring your comments! Afterall, it is far better to delete the truth than to face up to it.
"On that day many will say to Me, 'Lord, Lord, did we not prophesy in Your Name, and cast out demons in Your Name, and do many mighty works in Your Name?' And then will I declare to them, 'I never knew you; depart from Me, you evildoers.'" - Jesu
"On that day many will say to Me, 'Lord, Lord, did we not prophesy in Your Name, and cast out demons in Your Name, and do many mighty works in Your Name?' And then will I declare to them, 'I never knew you; depart from Me, you evildoers.'" - Jesu
on Excommunication by inch of candle - Jesus wants me for a bum ream. An narrative in so many verses that madam palms readings have been savarlay curtailed by ==Doylum
29 Dec 2002, 7:24 AM
Did you know that Noah took a vine with him on the ark. When the floods subsided, he planted a vineyard and drank of the wine and was drunken; and he was uncovered within his tent. And Ham, one of Noah's sons, saw the nakedness of his father and told his two brothers with delight! His brothers returned to the tent with a garment and covered Noah with their faces turned so that they would not see their father's nudity. And Noah awoke from his wine, and knew what Ham had done unto him. And he said, Cursed be Canaan, Son of Ham; a server of servants shall he be unto his brethren!
on some deleted poem
29 Dec 2002, 4:15 PM
If only my stained quilt was as charming as yours. Why, just this very morn Quilt refused to engage the Automatic Lubrication Harness in order to perform my daily Embrowning Ritual! Needless to say, such impertinence is simply unbearable to a Gentleman of my Grace and Splendour. Good day to you, Sir!
on Mangled by Carvaceous
29 Dec 2002, 4:22 PM
Puppeteer *IS* vile
on When I wake... by Topaz Servias
29 Dec 2002, 4:26 PM
You want to see her wipe?
on A Short Letter by Ranger
29 Dec 2002, 4:36 PM
You wish you were Chaucer? Have you ever read Chaucer? The buggere can't spelle to save his life!!!!!!!11 lol! lmao! rotfl! HYUK HYUK! asl?
on Some Things by Christof
30 Dec 2002, 4:13 AM
you like the word 'pucker'
on Lovers leave their marks by scitz
30 Dec 2002, 4:17 AM
Great use of 'look' to rhyme with 'book'!!!
on some deleted poem
30 Dec 2002, 4:21 AM
lol!
on some deleted poem
31 Dec 2002, 10:45 AM
I wish I felt strongly about things.
on some deleted poem
31 Dec 2002, 10:53 AM
This is not your finest work, but it is still a
on this one is for Jon by tstormer
31 Dec 2002, 11:00 AM
I think what you've done there is confused "poetry" with "prose". It's an easy mistake to make. 10!!!
on Ode to -=Dick_Angle=- by Bobjim the II
31 Dec 2002, 11:03 AM
-=Unperceptive_and_forumlaic=-
on haunter of the dark by razorgrin
1 Jan 2003, 12:31 AM
This reminds me of that "hamish hamish bo-bamish fanafanafo-famish me-mi-mo-mamish: hamish" thing, except it would be impossible to do with Nyarlathotep. AAAA+++++ WOULD BUY AGAIN.
Lev 18:7