Folds of creation
Eleven dimensions found
Touch of Genesis
by William Nippress
Star alignments map
Site line to the universe
Put out the welcome
by William Nippress
Come on Ash I
by William Nippress There are a lot of people using this site for cheap Psychiatry
i'm still here anon
but if there's nothing to say
i just don't bother
by ash (thank you, thank you)
flannel clad scholar
self-satisfied with tenure
where are my earplugs.
by sexually frustrated
establish your base
self-effacing free-basing
passed out in basement.
by sexually frustrate
strain of inertia
orbiting penile servitude
this Id needs to go.
by sexually frustrated
my preferred dogma
smokable variety
god-like whooping cough.
by sexually frustrated
Of course only ash
yes, he will be missed the most
talented he is
by Anonymous Poet
MAKE THAT A DOUBLE
YECH YECH
by A student
I'll admit the truth
is to be pathetic and
lonely, still just...is
by Mox
ah, well, you know that
monty python had men in
dresses and did well...
I'd slander their memory if I put one on...
by Mox
Porn star's dying wish
priest must finger-bang her corpse
to Duran Duran
by sexually frustrated
yech!
by someone who will no longer post here with the riff-raff
dehydrated now
tongue sticking to roof of mouth
sperm landing in lumps
by thunder stork
spring is in the air
i jerked off five times today
now my penis hurts
by thunder stork
We should not confuse
between democratic rights
and intrusiveness
by R. of PT
There must be a way
to ensure freedom of speech
and still avoid spam
by R. of PT
There once was a woman called Sue
Who didn't know what she should do
Her husband was gay
He'd announced that day
So she went on a trip to the zoo
by A Student of And she played with all the animals
Cooperation
From the west made him this bad
Look for the guilty
by William Nippress
Sadam can
by William Nippress
How can evil men
Live for so long with consent
Innocents just wait
by William Nippress
Pleasure self-given
Sexually understands that
= pleasure received
by Anonymous Poet
Clouded dull gray sky
Cold air after a hot night
Wind blows from the north
by William Nippress
You're a growing boy
Now eat every last morsel
She broke her bidet.
by sexually frustrated
poorly aimed discharge
semen's suprisingly sweet
goes well with nachos.
by sexually frustrated
sex starved bulemic
she enjoys it doggy style
while purging donuts.
by sexually frustrated
Sister Kate inserts
her vibrating crucifix
oh, oh Yeshua!
by sexually frustrated
There once was a poet called Mox
Spread haiku like a terrible pox
To improve his haiku
The thing he should do
Is spend more time in womens' frocks
by A Student of Artificial insemination via the ear canal
To dig what others
are going through, the abuse kills
the pain of shared love
by Mox
S+M haiku
but me thinks that, psychotic
I likes the abuse, hurts
by Mox of masochism
rocky raccoon was no pansy
he fought for the girl of his fancy
her name was mcgill
but she called herself "lill"
and everyone knew her as nancy
by scotch
Think what sexually
could do if he set his mind
to it but he cant
.
He
by Anonymous Poet
Cloudless crystal blue sky
Tempting me to go outside
Just so much to do
by William Nippress
I just wanted to write
Something morally right
That may inspire
Others to go higher
And win the creative fight
by A Student of Artificial insemination via the ear canal
Just why did you think
That it was written for you
Guilty as charged?
(the moments lost now)
by William Nippress
Just why did you think
That it was written you
Guilty as charged?
by William Nippress
The once was a man from north France
Whose mother taught him how to dance
Later he turned pro
And reaped in the dough
And developed a seductive glance
by A Student of Inspiration
There should be a needs
In the last line of the poem
Just below this one
by A Student
There once was a man from from Beijing
Who patented the english word ping
He made lots of cash
And grew a moustache
And he no longer a thing
by A Student of Was that inspirational?
They don
by William Nippress
Non-productive rant
Write to inspire, not to moan
We can all do that
by William Nippress
That bimb should be bomb
I should check my spelling more
Foolish man I am
by A Student of U can't touch this!
There once was a man called Saddam
And the west thought he was a mad man
He was not very nice
Treated the Kurds like lice
So we'll bimb him to Hell 'cause we can
by A Student of Topical limericks
Have we bombed you yet?
Iraqi free shadows weep.
We
by William Nippress
Harvesting the laughs
He sends streams of invective
Very sad really
by William Nippress
Open a portal
Streams emerge, some very good
Most pretty awful
by William Nippress
Little boy blue come
Blow on your horn, the sheep
Need I continue?
by William Nippress
"You have got no dance!"
"Look! Now!" Well I looked about
I found some blues guys
by A Student of The quality of dance artists isn't very high
