william nippress, searle, sf, mox,
whatever the hell you call
yourself these days....ha, haaaa!
looooooooooserrrrrrrrr!!! you
smell like cabbage and fried food
and cigarettes....

searle, searle, what a twit you are,
go back to bloody old england
and eat some kidney pie and have
some tea and crumpets....ha, ha!

Like nails that stands proud
People try to hammer you
If you stick your head up

Snow finds blue full spring.
Summer flusters huge arrows.
Spring clashes a hand.

Freedom costs too much
How and who you pay

32005, 32006, 32007, 32009, 32010, 32022, 32023, 32033, 32025, not mine:

Here is a balony sammich Zabadooey
With a light garnish of crap
enjoy eating my shit

fight the powah!

i tossed a grain of dog food at SF
and willie nip and student of stupid
witticism. they fight over it light
hungry animals...how fun!

But then I see stuff
Like the Sun "news" paper and
see the same thing here

The inbred ones write
But they cannot speak at all
Mute US suckas

SF rides a little scooter into town
it has a basket on it with pink
flowers and such
aint it gay and cute
aint it perrty?
yaay for sf and his lover
willie nipp

Remember webster? The little
black kid? He sure was a laugh
a minute.....I miss him very much
now...to bad he died in a train
wreck back in 1987

sf
x
willie nipp
=
true love

Remember Andy Gibb?? Oh boy,
he sure is fantastic.....too bad he
is dead

Poison.....wow, what a great band..
and those nutty haircuts...gee, they
sure were a wild bunch of guys..
I love them all and want to go on
a date with them.....

i'm quite ignorant
but i recognize crazy
in all of its forms

Martha in jail, the
tattoos will be better and
cigarette cozys

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