on some deleted poem
9 Mar 2004, 9:51 AM
do the .... signify missing words?
my snatch is so smooth,
cool waterfall,
naked in this pool hall
my dreams construct nothing useful
images of you repell me
so close your legs,
your gaze consumes me in nausea
touched so deeply you tickled my kidneys
though your skin has not met minefields
we circle the lonley hearts columns
substance separating solvents
our potential convergence divurging
dichotomized by waves of putrid smells
neither one consented to rape
as you perform rape
i leap into your mind and you ejaculate
the mind that i fancy you possess
fuck this fantasy of rhetoric
Fart stifled and unspoken disgust
smells i leave behind
Trample on the rules concerning smells
imposed by someone else whom didn't stink
we surface through our sea of brown
pulling in lifeâs fuel and turning it into methane
viciously tearing compressed lungs LOLTTM!!!!
our fabricated intimacy gradually budding
Smells so familiar and unexplored
Our arses allowed no life before and certainly none after
structure, attitude, and ethics all destroyed
conflating, i yearn to leave behind a seething cloud of gas
the omnipresent norm defiled by our smells
nudity delightful
Stinking of turds we emerge from the toilet
reaching out for contact lenses smeared in shit
unquenched thirst
fervent to be satisfied
although liquid presents awkward stains
We gather up the suitcase
Fart,turn, walk away giggling
lack of jurisdiction over my arse
------+==========10=========+--------
my snatch is so smooth,
cool waterfall,
naked in this pool hall
my dreams construct nothing useful
images of you repell me
so close your legs,
your gaze consumes me in nausea
touched so deeply you tickled my kidneys
though your skin has not met minefields
we circle the lonley hearts columns
substance separating solvents
our potential convergence divurging
dichotomized by waves of putrid smells
neither one consented to rape
as you perform rape
i leap into your mind and you ejaculate
the mind that i fancy you possess
fuck this fantasy of rhetoric
Fart stifled and unspoken disgust
smells i leave behind
Trample on the rules concerning smells
imposed by someone else whom didn't stink
we surface through our sea of brown
pulling in lifeâs fuel and turning it into methane
viciously tearing compressed lungs LOLTTM!!!!
our fabricated intimacy gradually budding
Smells so familiar and unexplored
Our arses allowed no life before and certainly none after
structure, attitude, and ethics all destroyed
conflating, i yearn to leave behind a seething cloud of gas
the omnipresent norm defiled by our smells
nudity delightful
Stinking of turds we emerge from the toilet
reaching out for contact lenses smeared in shit
unquenched thirst
fervent to be satisfied
although liquid presents awkward stains
We gather up the suitcase
Fart,turn, walk away giggling
lack of jurisdiction over my arse
------+==========10=========+--------
on The Cessation of Fidelity by wilco
9 Mar 2004, 12:42 PM
This poem, as a handbag half full of sick, should be politely discarded.
on some deleted poem
9 Mar 2004, 12:50 PM
This is the weakest parody of a Phil Collin's song ever.
However thanks for reintroducing me to the ululations.
However thanks for reintroducing me to the ululations.
on Fly by etherealmaiden
18 Mar 2004, 1:06 PM
A big stinking pile of pump.
on New Years Eve, 1999 by wilco
18 Mar 2004, 1:08 PM
A shitter poem I could not hope to find,
even if I could lick my own behind.
even if I could lick my own behind.
on some deleted poem
18 Mar 2004, 1:10 PM
Your poetry resembles a small bubble of fanny juice on the lips of a pederast.
on new amsterdam by ThePariahDog
18 Mar 2004, 1:11 PM
I think you got a bit carried away with being a cock.
on some deleted poem
26 Mar 2004, 7:25 AM
A fully-fledged pickled herring's anus of a poem.
on how i love by elizabethann
27 Mar 2004, 12:46 AM
An Acme douple-seated arse tractor of beards!
on some deleted poem
27 Mar 2004, 12:49 AM
A coxless four of unimaginable girth!
on a person by francis nor capule
27 Mar 2004, 12:50 AM
A bearded unicorn's buttock wipe of a love poem!
on delete my account: ode to poem ranker by fuzzylogic
9 Dec 2004, 7:06 AM
What the fuck have you got as grounds for misuse? this is a rating website, so you're a colossal twat, get over yourself cocknose. I can see it now fuzzylogic(plaintiff) versus the world - reason for the case, people called me names on a website, Christ's wet nappy you're a snivelling lump of stale shoe butter.
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