WHEN I'M FEELING BLUE, ALL I
HAVE TO DO, IS TAKE A LOOK AT
YOU THEN I'M NOT SO BLUE, WHEN
I'M IN YOUR ARMS NOTHING SEEMS
TO MATTER MY WHOLE WORLD
COULD SHATTER I DON'T CARE.
WOULDN'T AGREE BABY YOU AND
ME GOT A GROOVY KIND OF LOVE?
PHIL COLLINS. I SING THIS TO SF
EVERY NIGHT BEFORE HE BUGGERS
ME.

I like zabadooey cuz he can take
control of the room and calm
people down...i think i will go get
him a sandwich and beer

English/British people are all
idiots and they stink of cabbage.
Also, they need to brush their
teeth and use deodorant....GOD
SAVE THE QUEEN!

Thus speaks the master
He of the most pure blood line
Inbred little freak

George Michael of WHAM = God

People from england stink, have
bad teeth and are inbred!

Kip Winger is god!!

Very Sad And Poor Imitation Of
Me. But What Do You Expect From
An Idiot From England?!

Brings back memories
Who can remember their first
really bad haiku

It

thirty-two thousand
some of them are pretty good
lots are complete crap

...she's clueless no more
but will she ever know how
.....good-looking* he is
.
.
.(*-the inner self, i mean)

........gleefully* she stalks
.......the places i've visited
..........drawing a profile
.
.
........of the man that has
caused her many sleepless nights
.....and skipping heartbeats
.
.
...(*-with unabashed joy and
..........wanton abandon)

Live too far away?
Don

Never mind, next time
I

Dam, need five numbers
And I only have just two
Sods law I suppose

Kissing life

Forging ahead now
Just striding down life

the point of my life
a pointless persuit
persuing pointless amusements

Cardboard Cut-Out Crucifixion
Concordant Concrete Carbonation
Corollary Corrosive Castration

But I love monkeys
they are more artistic than
Coldplay, and smell less

Monkeys aren't english
They speak with whoops and whoop whoops
and write bad haiku

I think, what do you call it
He

I follow your statement
I think he

the sky's the limit
opportunities abound
repeat after me

life feeding on life
i'm busy decomposing
please don't disturb me

don't argue with me
i have no real evidence
god is there, trust me

dates make me nervous
explosive diarhhea
the date is over

Know one thing for sure
His anger stands in his way
Hurts no one but him

If they go on through
The true ways open to them
If not then they

Guys less fortunate
Can

Stupid should not rule
You may say I

Make him use his brain
I was a stupid too! Once
Maybe he can learn

Imagine his life
Point out he

If one says fuck you
No one likes you. Statement needs
some proof. Empty words

Abuse is stupid
A well-formed arguments good
How to point it out?

A deriliction
One has duty to point out
Lacks understanding

I agree one should
try see the best in people
But sometimes thats base

just remember when
conformity seems pretty
think Stepford Wives and...

you know, plastic folks

emienm is a
snob, somewhat, but he pushed and
was pushed by the crowd
that dictates tastes and
desires to maintain a form
that is familiar
to them, and it takes
work, to bring to light a new
style, or form, to all...

compete at all costs
for the prize that is a coat
throw Jacob in the
pit, to die, and lie
to inherit his goods, yet in
the end you all do
God's will to some great
degree, all of this will add
fundamentally...

see you in heaven...

to be called a plague
a virus... tit for tat, then
I am with lepers...

People get stuck in
the roles they play and enjoy
putting others in
roles for them to play
their own psyches against to
remain trapped as well
that is what hell is
populated with and choice
made to be damned there...
better others with
"me" in hell, because heaven
is something feared then...

I don't know, some folks
need to see someone else as
the Beast or Whore of
hell itself, the those
Nazis vs. the Jews, death camps
weak feeling strong, 'goats...

He

Very sad really
Trying to make friends on Webs
His is a lost cause

Web Society
Sadly this is what is wrong
We will never meet

Fearing rejection
He dare not put down his name
Predictable. No?

He takes this rout
Out of small hope for himself
This

Said