on some deleted poem
22 May 2004, 7:56 PM
Funny at times.
on The Winturd Tale of Sir Donald Nudesby by -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I.
23 May 2004, 11:02 AM
You going to send be that Mp3?
You know, The Werewolves and I do
a really bitchin' version of the
Crutchling electrified now 'tis very cool.
The Mp3's not going to blow off my face
is it?
You know, The Werewolves and I do
a really bitchin' version of the
Crutchling electrified now 'tis very cool.
The Mp3's not going to blow off my face
is it?
on some deleted poem
23 May 2004, 6:16 PM
Secada (Cheeza Weeza) by Horus8
Bumm! Bumm, Secada! bow'ls along the ground!
And grumble as your gasses multiply.
Chaps! Chaps! Secada! Shake your genital Herpe (and be glad you don't have AIDS)
With chings that flirr for noise and not too gay!
Shrill Jesu might hear! You've only days away
Till you hump your own buttocks and wait again to gay!
Seventeen days, babbooned in babboonery you parfait,
And ripen where the scud-sunk hippies wade,
Till reveling in the nudity of the Gay....
Now two ply, Secada! Two ply with wings like spades
That rust to nigger up in KKK's unholy glowworm,
And bumms like tarnished bummeries whose glory hemhoroid in the foyer.
Now confess, Secada! To the one that got away.
To the real Lord of Gaye.
Bumm! Bumm, Secada! bow'ls along the ground!
And grumble as your gasses multiply.
Chaps! Chaps! Secada! Shake your genital Herpe (and be glad you don't have AIDS)
With chings that flirr for noise and not too gay!
Shrill Jesu might hear! You've only days away
Till you hump your own buttocks and wait again to gay!
Seventeen days, babbooned in babboonery you parfait,
And ripen where the scud-sunk hippies wade,
Till reveling in the nudity of the Gay....
Now two ply, Secada! Two ply with wings like spades
That rust to nigger up in KKK's unholy glowworm,
And bumms like tarnished bummeries whose glory hemhoroid in the foyer.
Now confess, Secada! To the one that got away.
To the real Lord of Gaye.
on some deleted poem
13 Jun 2004, 6:08 PM
Frisky
on when do dreams fade? by francis nor capule
16 Apr 2004, 12:36 PM
Almost readable. 6.
on some deleted poem
16 Apr 2004, 12:52 PM
An unpleasant slice of time. That's what I'll behaving.
on some deleted poem
15 Apr 2004, 3:49 PM
fuck, you need a helmet to eat yogurt.
on forgetful dyke by elizabethann
15 Apr 2004, 3:58 PM
Odds are you'll go from SMOKING TO CUTTING TO THE CANNERY. I've never seen any one describe smoking in a more exquisitely neither here nor there way ever. That deserves a fucking three. here's an idea... take your wallet chain and hang yourself from it with an entire pack of cigarettes puffing away from your twat... maybe that'll get your ten bucks back and a mustache ride from the mariachi with the guitar, and your dad to buy you a life...
If you didn't have some image of curt cobain wedged so far up your ass that you can vaguely here the muddy banks of the wishka eminating from your eyebrow piercing I bet you'd be even fucking COOLER?
If you didn't have some image of curt cobain wedged so far up your ass that you can vaguely here the muddy banks of the wishka eminating from your eyebrow piercing I bet you'd be even fucking COOLER?
on John K Rhyming Dictionary For Beginners by Everyone
16 Apr 2004, 12:54 PM
on some deleted poem
26 Apr 2004, 7:08 PM
Poached
on some deleted poem
28 Apr 2004, 3:25 PM
Violet suede... now that's a lot of woman.
on some deleted poem
30 Apr 2004, 3:21 PM
Sounds like Michael Jackson's glove.
on some deleted poem
18 May 2004, 4:52 PM
Shhhh...
on How To Fish by Blindpoetry
18 May 2004, 4:53 PM
Boom in
on some deleted poem
18 May 2004, 5:59 PM
I see you're a comment eraser too. I hope you don't do that when you translate.
on some deleted poem
18 May 2004, 6:01 PM
Delightful
on Secada (Parody of sasha's lying vagina) by Bachus
4 Jun 2004, 12:12 PM
Upon dave's mysterious knee
besmattered chaps -- he gave to me
For the world of poetry to see
My plundered shrubbery.
besmattered chaps -- he gave to me
For the world of poetry to see
My plundered shrubbery.
on Come off with me Carly back into the city by zodiac
4 Jun 2004, 12:18 PM
Why are you going to the Middle Yeast, not to change the subject, just curious, the raleigh song is quite awesome, by the way. When you watch Master and commander to you substitute everyone for prawns and darkangel like I do, try it, it's fantastic, pull out one of his pyrgaite stories, sub him in for Rustling crowe and add a mixture of prawnes, and vualla. (of course a dopple of mescaline helps maintain the said implied vibration required to keep a layering like that going). Very good for a laugh or a cry.
on some deleted poem
4 Jun 2004, 12:22 PM
You should be vigorusly beaten with a chilled spoon.
And then made to prepare brunch. 7
And then made to prepare brunch. 7
on some deleted poem
4 Jun 2004, 5:26 PM
9.