replying on Nigger Hole by horus8
19 Jul 2003, 12:46 PM
lol, you must have me mistaken for your toothbrush? I am as Jewish as you are a sprinter
on Summer Rain by DJCARTER
19 Jul 2003, 7:01 AM
If you could pause time... You wouldn't bother to even worry about feeling sorry for yourself anymore. They'd give a commercial, a comic book, a shoe in your image, and then you'd feel like the rest of them, listless and trite. And also, meant something to what? The kids at school? Your dog? Your parents? The world? Please, you're going to make me wheep sheep, big fluffy mutton falling from my baby boy eyes. Those that wait for change, never do. Grab life by the horns not the donuts.
on Falling Asleep by Miggy
19 Jul 2003, 6:44 AM
Here's another ten, that way you'll fit right in with the other shit poets on the best list, because, that's how much your idea of belonging, ranks with me. Maybe one day with the help of all the votes you give yourself, you can run for poemranker mascot, and win a frisbee and free oil change, or a new face and legs that can support 500 lbs. 10!
replying on Border towns & the runs by horus8
17 Jul 2003, 8:22 AM
So what you're saying is more transvestites & less poetry? What shape? Flabby, as in a drapery of cellulite? Oooootay, Terence.
replying on Border towns & the runs by horus8
17 Jul 2003, 8:19 AM
What "n" word, "spic"?
replying on Pretzel by daryash-koh
16 Jul 2003, 2:27 PM
Well, if you were thinking dactylic then I agree totally with your maintaining of 'the', but the second person ending would be a softer kill and more poignant in my opinion.
replying on Memoirs of a Monk - St. Screamer by SupremeDreamer
16 Jul 2003, 2:21 PM
How about Saint Aprostate? lol
on Class Life by lorigan85
16 Jul 2003, 2:06 PM
Wow, that was fucking horrible. Here's an 11!
on The Mcdonald Haikus by scitz
16 Jul 2003, 1:59 PM
First is 19
second is 18
the third is right on, at 17
second is 18
the third is right on, at 17
replying on Hi, my name is "Look at me, Stop it!" I'm Bi-polar by horus8
16 Jul 2003, 1:52 PM
If you open up the DSM4 blee blah blow, you'll find that being bi polar and being a manic deppressant are two entirely different things, so you should figure out just what the fuck you are, before you go around selling it door to door. It may aid your quest for empathy, or you could always do a Sylvia Plath and martyr yourself leaving more air for us, and another thing twat, there is no fucking brink to be pushed off of when we are all already falling together, and for every poem of mine you Zero, there are two that will ten it, where as, I tend to enjoy fives the best, making it all very well balanced. Have fun cutting your wrists, and do it with a little dignity, could you? Nobody likes a whiner Margaret, especially a desperate one.
So yes, think so.
So yes, think so.
replying on Hi, my name is "Look at me, Stop it!" I'm Bi-polar by horus8
16 Jul 2003, 1:40 PM
Better think so... Here's another question, do you come your face or your hair?
replying on -=Dark_Angel=_ fucks his mum With Stephan Robbins' face by <{Baba^Yaga}>
16 Jul 2003, 1:47 AM
Ah, probably, under -=Dark_Angel=-'s list of poetry, young one. Where else.
It's by far my best song to date, very old Johnny Cash in the likes of walking the line and ring of fire, I'll make the mp3 soon, but mark my words, this will be my first hit as stands. I catered it specificaly to industry standards of shit title, placebo verse, and pop crotch chorus. It can't fail.
On a brighter note, at least I'm out of by far the nasty jail I've ever seen.
On one of the walls some grafiti read (in spanish)
"Justice can be purchased at the front desk for 200.00$"
Indeed.
I'm sure you could imagine my cackle it took my eyes 15 minutes to adjust to the pitch black to even begin to make out the various scrawlings on the wall, and the even carried out the town drunk to allow me a moment of perfect blessful solitude before taking a piss in the tray that appears to be what breakfast comes in upon. Cement floor, no lights, no running water, and a very fast rat I nicknamed Stephanie.
On a brighter note, at least I'm out of by far the nasty jail I've ever seen.
On one of the walls some grafiti read (in spanish)
"Justice can be purchased at the front desk for 200.00$"
Indeed.
I'm sure you could imagine my cackle it took my eyes 15 minutes to adjust to the pitch black to even begin to make out the various scrawlings on the wall, and the even carried out the town drunk to allow me a moment of perfect blessful solitude before taking a piss in the tray that appears to be what breakfast comes in upon. Cement floor, no lights, no running water, and a very fast rat I nicknamed Stephanie.
on HATE by forsaken'sbigbro
15 Jul 2003, 2:22 PM
"forsaken 63.88.160.101" 'nough said. Sad, really sad.
on Untitled by helpfulpoems
11 Jul 2003, 1:37 PM
TIMMY!ah ti ti ti timmMY!TIMAHY!
on OK, I apologize - it's steaming shite and no mistake, but it was the best I could come up with on the spur of the moment. I'm off to slit my wrists now, since writer's block has sent me spiralling into the depths of the deepest depression in human history... by Yardbird
11 Jul 2003, 11:59 AM
Chilling.
replying on Skull fucking Miggy, a list, by Iggy Poppy by Bachus
11 Jul 2003, 11:55 AM
Perhaps, he was a king to you, but a Saint to me.