You're right, I am unaware of any offensive poemes written about -=Dark_Angel=-. In the hope of reading one, I shall say this:

Your poeme is very bad.

lol

Consider the following:

1. "A statue of his"
2. "The Statue of Liberty"
3. "The statues of ancient Greece"
4. "A statue of monumental proportions"

None of those fit with your closed-minded, male chauvinistic definition of "a statue of X" as "a statue in the shape of X". Why don't you get a life buddy!!1

In poetry, things can mean anything you want them to mean! When will you learn that the normal rules of writing just don't apply?

That is the best thing in the world ever.

What a prime bollock:

"[Surrealist Dark Poet] A young man of eighteen, living in San Jose, California who has posted on poemranker & ezboard poetry forums under his primary penname SupremeDreamer-- other pennames include Sdreamer, DreamerSupreme, Don-Quixote, Y2kSlamPoet, and Shit-Crumpets. Most of his work is written while binging on meth, or in imaginary trances- his style varies, and has been considered dark, humorous, affirmative, philosophical, vulgar and slightly innovative. Well known in some poetry communities as an offensive, up-front asshole comedian, and proud of it."

http://poetry.tetto.org/~SDreamer/

And I know someone who was like this Brigadier, but not actually a Brigadier. At Henley a few years back, I distinctly recall one crew rowing past with a negro in the two seat. The pseudo- brigadier in question then bellowed at the top of his voice: BY GOD SIR! THAT CHAP'S SO RICH HE'S GOT HIS MAN ROWING FOR HIM.

Oh yes. I once knew a real Brigadier who told me that he "really hated overseas [officer] candidates", and when an African candidate arrived late for an interview, whispered that "they have no idea about punctuality on that continent."

Did you know that the fossilized remains of Jesu were recently unearthed at a dig in Jerusalem? Archeologists said they could tell it was Jesu by the shape of its beard, and by the petrified halo that loitered about its head.

An all-lower-case poeme which portrays the author as the embodiment of all womankind and its historical struggles is at least as pretentious as anything else written on this site.

The checkliste was concocted by an old army chum of mine, E Carawax, in his MEDIOCRE POEME CHECKLISTE LABORATORY:

http://www.mycgiserver.com/~prawne/mediocre.jsp

I just had my butler burn twenty kittens in the belief that they were committing lewd acts upon their mother. Good Christ, what have I done?

Have you seen my 'AIDS in a Glass'? It tackles many of the issues I first dealt with in 'van'. I'm sure you will find it thought-provoking.

Do you think Jesu rose from the dead?

Why on Earth would God want to be vague about it? There is no indication that Genesis should be interpreted loosely. If God actually meant six eons rather than six days then why the bow'ls didn' t He say so? Since it has become obvious that more and more of the Bible is complete cobblers, people are forced to adopt looser and looser interpretations of it. Do you think Jesu was a metaphor? Because that would explain his ability to turn Invisible and Walk through Walls.

Dear Jesu,

Who art Invisibile,
Who can walk through walls
And o'er the oceans:

Hallow'd be thy name.

Thy beard is long,
Thy burden'd back strong
On 'Standby', as it is in 'Hyperdrive Mode'.

Give us this day our daily consumables +2
And give us our lunch passes,
As we give lunch passes to those who have lost theirs.

And lead us not into the path of Quaerion the Dark Elf,
But deliver us from his legions,
For thine is the Broadsword of Teleportation,
The twin, face-mounted crucifix harpoons, and the Nudity:

For ever and ever,

Amen

You don't need science if God is telling you what to write. And what do you mean by "seeing the eons as representative of truths"?

And Lot went up out of Zoar, and dwelt in the mountain, and his two daughters with him; for he feared to dwell in Zoar: and he dwelt in a cave, he and his two daughters. And the firstborn said unto the younger, Our father is old, and there is not a man in the earth to come in unto us after the manner of all the earth: Come, let us make our father drink wine, and we will lie with him, that we may preserve seed of our father. And they made their father drink wine that night: and the firstborn went in, and lay with her father; and he perceived not when she lay down, nor when she arose. And it came to pass on the morrow, that the firstborn said unto the younger, Behold, I lay yesternight with my father: let us make him drink wine this night also; and go thou in, and lie with him, that we may preserve seed of our father. And they made their father drink wine that night also: and the younger arose, and lay with him; and he perceived not when she lay down, nor when she arose. Thus were both the daughters of Lot with child by their father.

Genesis 19:30-36

Actually, they do. -0-