Poetry anyone?

[pazuzu690]

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one day and in the middle of the night,
two dead boyz came up 2 fight
back 2 back they face each other
drew dyr swords and shot one another
if you dont believe my lie its true
ask dat blind man ........he saw it 2!!!!!!

this is one of my favorite nonesense rhymes...

lol

[pazuzu690]

Daydream

solitude’s heart afire,
loneliness, roam and wander,
singular self in dire
need of company’s laughter.

far away, distant look,
nobody’s around,
no soul abound
in this path I took.

here, i ponder,
i sigh, i wonder,
waiting, arms reaching,
for love – longing.

not dreaming
to be lothario,
not wishing
to be cassanova, too.

all asked for:
the warmth, the pleasures,
the love, the caress,
worth more than treasures.

looking for –
i grope like blind.
hoping, waiting for
that perfect love – i find!


Oct. 2, 1996 oui

[anniepetilla]

hey, "sir"! poet kayo ka!
this one sounds like a song...80s rock...or maybe even alanis morissette..whatcha say, huh!

[pazuzu690]

hey, "sir"! poet kayo ka!
this one sounds like a song...80s rock...or maybe even alanis morissette..whatcha say, huh!

what?

i can take 80's song but not alanis *****ette...

she's a sell out!

[anniepetilla]

hey, "sir"! poet kayo ka!
this one sounds like a song...80s rock...or maybe even alanis morissette..whatcha say, huh!

what?

i can take 80's song but not alanis *****ette...

she's a sell out!

whatcha mean sell out? she writes good songs. she's just not pretty. ya know...

[pazuzu690]

she's okay, i guess.

it's just that her music is too "masa".

that's a sellout.

[psyche_08]

lols... stop it you guys *gives pazuzu690 and anniepetilla a pat on the shoulder*
*walks away, looks back and smiles*

[anniepetilla]

she's okay, i guess.

it's just that her music is too "masa".

that's a sellout.

masa?
i never thought of alanis as mainstream. man, how cud u?
maybe a bit formulaic, but...

[MrBiddle]

The problem now of course is
to simply hold your horses
To rush would be a crime.

Nice and easy does it, every time.

[LanFear]

That For The Blokes

Now I'm old and feeble,
And my pilot light is out,
What used to be my *** appeal
Is now my water spout.

'Twas a time, when of it's own accord
From my trousers it would spring,
But now I have a part time job
To find the blasted thing.

I used to be embarrased
To make that thing behave,
For every single morning
It would stand and watch me shave.

But as old age approaches
It sure gives me the blues,
To see it hang it's withered head
And watch me tie my shoes.


Author Unknown