Not a lost city
Turns out it
by William Nippress
Still don
by William Nippress
They followed me home
Tribe is banging on my door
Demanding my vote
by William Nippress
Shows what can happen
When you venture outside house
Think I
by William Nippress
These people talk strange
Looking at the sky, bowing
Must be a lost tribe
by William Nippress
Found a lost city
It was right in the middle
Lawn needs exploring
by William Nippress
Wading in waist high
I walk through my long grass lawn
About time I cut it
by William Nippress
Saw a mad man shout
This man doesn
by William Nippress or is it only mad people who understand?
Pissed on Kronenbourg
Hopes he can avoid exams
Coming to get you
by Examination board
an alien came
it shat on my rug and left
oh wait, that was me
by sexually frustrated
minus the wrinkles
and her chronic leprosy
she's one hot mama
by sexually frustrated
Robots and lobsters
If they would love each other,
That would be fucked up
by Korzak
Ralph Wiggum once said,
"My cat's breath smells like cat food"
Cats are not lobsters
by Korzak
Some lobsters can fly
High above the clouds they soar
Safe from traps and nets
by Korzak
Angry robots screech,
Lobsters kidnapped their princess
Lights blink in hatred
by Korzak
Lobster Messiah
If he had a shell and claws
What would Jesus do?
by Korzak
Sometimes I wonder
If all lobsters were robots,
Couuld they still be caught?
by Korzak
Robots fight and kill,
For the love of a princess
Gearbox royalty
by Korzak
My deep-sea lover
Antennae stroking softly,
Her touch is divine
by Korzak
superfly jesus
you better write them gospels
before i smack you
by sexually frustrated
christ was a homo
he labeled peter "the rock"
you figure it out
by sexually frustrated (i'm writing book, called "The Art of Blaspheming.")
obsessed with children
jesus was a pedophile
like wacko jacko
by sexually frustrated
jesus told judas
to betray him before hand
there was no betrayal
by sexually frustrated (christ knew what he was doing, pimpin his apostles like dolomite)
a virgin, yeah right
joseph waxed that ass all night
fo shizzle, dizzle
by sexually frustrated
But then on the third
I can drink excessively
Before my last test
by A Student of a maths exam (I've attended no maths lectures this year)
Then they make a bet
that I shall drink nothing that
is alcoholic
by A Student of until the third of June
Day 2: so called friends
label me alcoholic
and dirty old man
by A Student of and serial killer/rapist
Day 1: discover
that all Kronenbourg is mine
and I can drink it
by A Student of that's all well and good
Jesus could not be a pimp,
He was not even capable of it.
Mary M. was just a friend
by samhain
jesus was a pimp
that ho mary magdalene
he fucked her brains out
by sexually frustrated (she also washed his feet. christ's hair was pretty pimpin too)
I float in gelatin mass,
Sneaking up on your mind,
Washing away your sins.
by samhain
There is no room for
non followers in this place of hate.
So, that is my intent.
by samhain
The air is so thin
I can barely feel it as
I run down the street
by Betty LeBomb
It reverberates
tickling the tip of my nose
loosening my hips
by Betty LeBomb
Like a brown pickle
my enthusiasm lies
drying in the sun
by Betty LeBomb
Local interventions often fool,
those without thought processes,
of their own.
by samhain
Where is the sun's face,
when there is no more day.
Long night, cold breezes now.
by samhain
18 year old girlie, stinky pussy
sex, sitting on my face, rocking,
she's my sister
by A Student of ANonymous poetry
Oh no, you're a man!
But how did you smell like that?
"Pheremones, baby"
by A Student of Anonymous poetry
FUCK OFF
WITH THE STINKY PUSSY RUBBISH
GO AND DIE
by SEARLE of ANGRY
2 girls, tight jeans, pussy stinking
with sex smell, stinky pussy
by Anonymous Poet
18 year old girlie, stinky pussy
sex, sitting on my face, rocking,
squirming.
by Anonymous Poet
Can you change your life?
If you can which part and how
New life awaits you
by William Nippress
Combing you life
by William Nippress
The trick is to smile
You catch more fly
by William Nippress
Nothing stays the same
Appears to be real bad times
But they are shared out
by William Nippress
Sleep evades me so
Night flutters away like moths
Whose light has burned out
by Big Lance of Peoria, IL
My enlarged belly
Jiggles and shakes as I walk
Engorged fat cells reign
by Big Lance of Peoria, IL
Puppies sleeping sound
Destruction awaits my house
When next they awake
by Big Lance of Peoria, IL
