Comments by-=Dark_Angel=-, P.I., 1601–1620 back, including replies. Only comments on poems

replying on Nicholas Martin by horus8 14 Sep 2003, 6:40 PM
As it happens, Sir, I know a great deal about harnesses. Bathing harnesses, evacuating harnesses, mating harnesses, shoehorning harnesses: you name it, I've been clumsily strapped into it and forced to engage in the corresponding activity.

Furthermore old bean, if you think "mind your own fucking business" has any meaning coming from you after the last 14+ months of you constantly and deliberately exposing the details of your life through the medium of long, tedious arguments with attention-obsessed, talentless groupies, then you've obviously lost sight of what a ridiculous figure you've become on poemeranker. You don't even have the excuse of being a fictional gestalt entity made of a voice box and a handicap sticker.

And this time... it's personal.
replying on Nicholas Martin by horus8 14 Sep 2003, 5:34 PM
Jolly rousing speech old bean, but I can't help wondering how spending about 25 hours a week arguing on a poetry web site is "fighting for a better life and stronger foundation and education for my family". You're not even in the correct harness, for God's sake.
replying on Nicholas Martin by horus8 14 Sep 2003, 5:29 PM
No, he'd want you to use it as a forum for a huge, spastic argument about who's being the most selfish and insensitive.
replying on Nicholas Martin by horus8 14 Sep 2003, 6:35 AM
Shut up man, god'swife can back up her ego with a massive ovum.
replying on Lets Do Lunch (At Ground Zero) by scitz 13 Sep 2003, 7:11 AM
I'm not racist but I do think that black people generally have larger lips than white people.
on Nicholas Martin by horus8 12 Sep 2003, 6:24 PM
Did this happen at his school?

When is the funeral?
on tRuNdLe WhEeL by ?-Dave_Mysterious-? 12 Sep 2003, 5:42 PM
Curse you and your knowledge of measuring devices.
on If I Wrote The Perfect Poem by toward 12 Sep 2003, 5:23 PM
The first step is to include an ASCII pickle.
replying on Nicholas Martin by horus8 12 Sep 2003, 5:08 PM
If Settle really was dead, he wouldn't want you to weep all over his tribute poeme, you mediocre simpleton.
I find it hauntingly poignant that you chose to post this on September 11th, the very day on which the Events of September 11th took place. 10.
on Fridge by Birdpia 11 Sep 2003, 4:45 PM
Ten things about this poeme that make it the most bland and mediocre thing I have ever read:

1. The constant use of two thirds of an ellipsis.
2. Typographical errors.
3. Reference to an obscene sex dream.
4. Mismatched and overwrought metaphor.
5. Contains a fridge but no ham.
6. The worst possible sort of tedious self-obsession.
7. An unimaginative and frankly insensitive title.
8. Hypocritical overuse of prepositions.
9. The category is 'Free verse'.
10. You're wrong, and you're a grotesquely ugly freak.

Thanks.
on Mourning Glory by William Delacroix 10 Sep 2003, 3:22 PM
This poeme is plagiarised.

http://www.poemranker.com/poem-details.jsp?id=1283
on Failure by Nicholas Jones 9 Sep 2003, 4:12 AM
Scraping the crust off with FACT-shaped spoon, these are the news headlines:

MAN WITH REVERSE MIDAS COMPLEX TURNS OWN FACE INTO PILE OF GUTS

RANCID OCTOCARP FOUND SINGING IN DRAWER

EAT MY LEG OFF PLEADS MUTANT BEEF PROBE

Those are the headlines.................. goodnight.
replying on Where are my Spectacles? by ?-Dave_Mysterious-? 9 Sep 2003, 3:47 AM
lol
replying on Help The Aged by Mr Pig 8 Sep 2003, 4:24 PM
I have to say I agree with you on this one, Joe-joe. Elderlys, once valued and respected pillars of the community, are rapidly mutating into little more than fossilised disableds. Carted off to retirement homes and left to whittle away the rest of their days as mere husks, the question we should all be asking ourselves is "Do they matter?".

Well?

Do they?

As society rots from the inside, and sexual immorality runs wide rife, it would be perverse to answer with anything other than "Good Christ they do matter". Age is something that ought to be revered rather than derided. It is true that the body grows weaker over time - the joints may stiffen, the eyesight may have been squandered through years of televisual input, and, in some cases, the upper epidermis of the grizzled physique may become gnarled beyond belief - but to place the emphasis solely on such deformaties would be to ignore the very essence of senility. In a world were plastics have taken over from the more traditional woods, can we really afford to cast aside the priceless blessings of wisdom, maturity, fosilisation and life-experience that ripen so succulently with age? What are we to do with these hand-me-down relics of retrospective humanity? Toss them aside like used napkins? Good Christ I hope not.

My advice would be to take the time to listen to what they have to say - you might even learn something.

Just remember to keep some napkins handy. Leakages can occur.
on :) by Moniquesuvee 7 Sep 2003, 2:36 PM
Congratulations. From the appalling title to the laughable use of "purring" to rhyme with "stirring", this has to be one of the worst poemes I have ever read.