on Panning for gold by INTRANSIT
10 Dec 2002, 11:23 AM
A SWAGGERIAN BACHIANUS AWARDETH THIS DAY I DOTH DECREE UPON THEE! 10.
on some deleted poem
11 Dec 2002, 9:50 PM
i hate your fucking guts..GET OUT GET OUT GET OUT GET OUT AHHHHHHHHH! all right better, great poem ahhh lets see well first the title could be a touch stronger..that's all..
on good-bye kansas city: meditation #2 by poetandknowit
11 Dec 2002, 11:02 AM
i heard wilderbeast heaven has bad-mitton and real creab. all jokes aside. i'll rate this one.
on and the professor, too by bondjedi
11 Dec 2002, 2:41 PM
a plethora of information that equals what i already know to be a three hour tour.r
on Bein' Vegan by poetandknowit
11 Dec 2002, 10:47 AM
oppressed breast and
knobby knees
keep chummy buckets
out of the shanty.
knobby knees
keep chummy buckets
out of the shanty.
on Shelter by poetandknowit
11 Dec 2002, 10:49 AM
ha! ha.ha. ha.easy there killer, lets not get too patrick swayze in red dawn okay.
on The Writing Life by poetandknowit
11 Dec 2002, 10:53 AM
#3
deadline is today
neighbor oils breasts and sun bathes
over and over.
deadline is today
neighbor oils breasts and sun bathes
over and over.
on One Country by poetandknowit
11 Dec 2002, 10:58 AM
my claim to fame? i bannana'd a congressman's muffler not once but three times. with a flourescent pink ski mask on and a cape.
on Xmas gifts list by lunar
10 Dec 2002, 7:06 PM
there's nothing wrong with this poem. i assume the pros are being critical since most have forgotten why they even began to write poetry. it must have been to keep one's nose from dipping into one's beer.
on some deleted poem
10 Dec 2002, 7:08 PM
chokers are best pressed than throttled. 9
on some deleted poem
10 Dec 2002, 10:06 PM
no children it's not the staff of moses, nor is it honey fron canan. it's a drunk buggering in the senators curtains.
on The final freedom of Jason by New Life Drug
10 Dec 2002, 10:11 PM
i thought this was you hoping for a new friday the thirteenth sequal out loud, than i was sadly misled..damn 8th graders. i'll wait to vote when i don't have horror movie fingers, sorry about your mate.
on some deleted poem
10 Dec 2002, 7:03 PM
it peters a bit at the end, but it's a beauty, none the less. 9.
on Nighttime Conversation by unknown
11 Dec 2002, 9:34 PM
this is genius, subtle...yet laser accurate. i feel an apricot plays a mre reliable vagina than a fig...figs can be a bit mushy. while an apricot early in the season can be perfectly split,and appreciated. it's candid style is quite applaudible.??
on Goes the Spoils by <~>
11 Dec 2002, 7:56 PM
speechless. it made me feel weird, and even more confused. who am i again.
on cold sonnet by <~>
10 Dec 2002, 7:10 PM
like fishing in the bering strait for eel.