Ja, meinen Affe
Ist zu gro
by A Student of Ich bin der Meisterstoßer!! Verbeugen Sie zu mir!
so i was lying
plan A was also plan B
and it never fail
by sexually frustrated
i've had a good life
though you may not believe it
now leave me alone
by sexually frustrated
That surprises me
That you had a plan A too
What would that have been?
by A Student of Was that going to be without the drugs?
just back that thing up
i didn't mean you fat girl
oh christ here she comes
by sexually frustrated
i'll get lung cancer
buy some prescription ganja
smoke myself to death
by sexually frustrated
chocalate when your stoned
flavor extravaganza
pleasure overload
by sexually frustrated
a hundred dollars
for a quarter ounce of weed
worth every penny
by sexually frustrated
it's quite a burden
being masculine that is
i can't wear makeup
by sexually frustrated
i must fend them off
horny coeds flock to me
one at a time girls
by sexually frustrated
worst blow job ever
wild badgers are more gentle
i'll be sore for days
by sexually frustrated
the date has gone wrong
i switch over to plan b
drug her and fuck her
by sexually frustrated
i'll go to japan
and study zen for a while
perhaps i'll be cured
by sexually frustrated
why am i so hot
i really can't answer that
just nature i guess
by sexually frustrated
I am from the rough streets of
Compton (represent!) I had no
daddy. Mamma raised us 7 kids
workin 3 jobs. I ran with the gangs
and now I am a lawyer.....
Go figure
by Leotis Smith-Sharrington of Los Angeles
PENCIL NECK GEEKS YOU ARE,
NEVER GONNA GET TO FAR,
MAYBE MEET A HO IN A BAR,
THEN TAKE HER HOME IN YOUR CAR
THEN THE U.S. AND IRAQ AT WAR
YOU HAVE GONE TOO FAR,
SHMIZZLE SHMAZZLE SHMARRR
by HIP HOP of COMPTON
Shizm my Nizm,
Wankstagankstamasta
by doobie of va
sexually frustrated is a punk,
smells like a skunk,
with no slam dunk,
what a chump,
on the head is a bump,
he is a lump
by Anonymous Poet
crows and a vulture
sharing same squirrel, maybe we
can all get along
by onjaysun (symbolism?...schmymbolism!)
so i returned from
new orleans...jazz fest, there's
no words for it all.....
except....fuck off moxie!
by k
Nearly seven years -
I certainly deserve this,
but this can't go on...
by R. of PT
That shouldn't take so long...
One year became three, then six -
Please, please, have this stop!
by R. of PT
I'll rephrase it here:
how long can this mad story
keep go on like this?
by R. of PT
Ten years old is fun,
then twenty, thirty, forty.
What does happen then?
by R. of PT
If everyone knew
about the drinking and the sex
they
by William Nippress
Ich habe den Affe
Und es ist schneller als dich
Aber nicht so gro
by A Student of Linford Christie ist nicht so schnell wie meinen Affe
Entschldigung aber das ist Schei
by A Student of That makes more sense
Ich bin ein Student
Aber ich studiert?
Nein, Ich trinke gern
by A Student of At least I can get back into the first year next year
If non of this lot
appeals you had better keep
studying ASS OFF
by William Nippress
Or better still join
a church and become an new
age evangelist
by William Nippress
You don
by William Nippress
Be smart marry a
rich girl and become a sponge
off her family
by William Nippress
Give all up have some
fun, that
by William Nippress
But it
by William Nippress
Study brings its own
Rewards, bad breath, hair loss
and a job you hate
by William Nippress
Time ticks by and wham!
Suddenly you are sixty
Where the hell life gone?
by William Nippress
damn i spoke to soon
it's all good i'm buying time
instead of working...
by tiger of vegas
wow hey look at that
all were written on the odd
just like i like it!!!
by tiger of vegas
Hot Hot Heat rock on
oh who left the door unlocked
she's not a secret.
by tiger of vegas
a test tomorrow
i'm studying with the moon
and drinking V8!
by tiger of vegas
finished my paper
now on to the next hell hole
critical thinking...
by tiger of vegas
damn that sigmund freud
he sure smoked to much cocaine
had sex on the brain.
by tiger of vegas
first we're the people
our parents warned us about
then we're our parents
by ash
swinging pendulum
the neverending tick tock
till death do i part
by sexually frustrated
boundaries are blurred
where does a mirror finish
which object is real
by ash
a closet dweller
or a fucked up psychopath
how are we alike
by sexually frustrated
we are each other
so i could hardly hate you
although i could try
by ash
i'm in the closet
sexual ambivalence
makes hostile haiku
by sexually frustrated
when you do your thing
you're making fun of my thing
also vice versa
by sexually frustrated
you control meter
making geriatric poems
where's your blood and guts
by sexually frustrated
