i dressed up as batman, SF as
robin, we fell asleep in each others
arms
by William Nippress
when the sun goes down and
the queen comes out to play polo
we can throw rocks at her
by Limey
(singing) "New York...Newww York!
by William Nippress
are you out of breath
you shouldn't fold so quickly
but it's in your blood
by sexually frustrated
Pain Is Often Better
When Dealt Out
By Female Hands
by samhain
Limey is a cockney bloke from the
wes end of London. He has bad
teeth and smells of garbage
by William Nippress
God Bless William Nippress
notmenotmenotmenotmenotmenot
by Anonymous Poet
what class would that be
i am awfully confused
teach me o master
by sexually frustrated
God Bless America
by Limey
that's original
fifty others have said that
you must be new here
by sexually frustrated
Wise, huge apples set.
Good heat sings for white heat walks.
The duets return.
by Anonymous Poet
like the japanese
i appropriate language
and make it better
by sexually frustrated (you eurotrash must lag behind, sorry)
I showed my dick once
She said its like a real dick
only much smaller
by sexually frustrated
what more can you say
delving into my archives
for material
by sexually frustrated (keep it coming)
everything you've said
i have spoken long before
how much can you hack?
by sexually frustrated (wow, you've definitely got the goods on me, bravo.)
Only had crap jobs
That was fourteen years ago
Now give me money
by sexually frustrated
women love us yanks
why? because we're masculine
we have bigger cocks
by sexually frustrated (as if you didn't know)
It
by sexually frustrated
I stamp on the flag
I see fat Americans
Fat bloated faces
by sexually frustrated
wimpy eurotrash
only a matter of time
before we crush you
by sexually frustrated (the fifty first state, that doesn't sound too bad, does it frenchy?)
an american
who idolizes hitler
as crass as they come
by sexually frustrated
puppy dawgs, cotton
candy, kittys, little house
and smurphy good thoughts
by onjaysun (gotta cleanse that haiku palate)
here's my suggestion
more of me and less of you
that'll improve things
by sexually frustrated
i'm a socialist
you shall not own anything
not even your name
by sexually frustrated
even if you're real
which i definitely doubt
why do what you do?
by sexually frustrated
my work is done here
was there a reason for this
none whatsoever
by sexually frustrated
i'm the best of all
my talent is plain as day
no further comment
by ash
i'm nonsensical
i'll be readable some day
you'll just have to wait
by samhain
i'll come in your house
and show hospitality
but i'll never leave
by William Nippress
what is my problem
can someone figure me out
please, i am lonely
by Limey
SF licks ball juice
by William Nippress
I am nothing more than a cunt
stain on the sidewalk of life
please shoot me
by Limey
Get me up the ass so I can
reproduce!
by William SF Nippress
Redly, landscapes play.
Delicate leaden hairs sing.
Armadas walk.
by Anonymous Poet
Knights kindly scold breasts.
Tall eyes falsely splash petals.
The pianos clash.
by Anonymous Poet
31435 not mine:
by William Nippress
31401, 31402, 31425, 31426, 31429, 31430, 31434, not mine:
by William Nippress
SF singing: "Won't you marry me
Biiiiiiiilllllllll!! Hey, that is funny!!
I am quite the prankster!!
by William Nippress
Kiss My ASH! Yayyy mee! I made
a funny!
by William Nippress
Arbitration Is For Losers
Who Can Not Decide For
Themselves, Who To Kill
by samhain
Jesus Arrived In Iraq And
With Disgust On His Face
Left For Washington
by samhain
We Europeans can do whatever we
want. We are very cosmopolitan.
We can be gay, goth, straight, punk
or whatever, and no matter what
it is ok because we are European.
by William Nippress
I challenge anyone here to a
fight! Bring it on! Especially all
of you American Trash!!
by William Nippress
Jesus Left Chicago Heading For
Iraq. "They certainly need
a little help", He Said
by samhain
Darkness Burns Atoms Of Death
Chill Runs Through Autumn's Eyes
Water Traits Going Down River
by samhain
"Blood Pudding for everyone!"
by William (not mine, not mine) Nippress
Ash, I'm gonna slap you silly if
you don't stop! We Europeans are
very cosmopolian you know....spot
of tea? Perhaps a crumpet?
by William Nippress
