Fucking morning wood.
Thinking of fat wife's cousin.
Perky tits, young, dumb.

overwhelming input
but a sense to let it all
go, and leave it be

Will Trump start a war?
If so, then I'll vote for him.
Any war is good.

I'd suck a dick for
a really good hamburger
and some onion rings.

Hey hey, we're the monkeys.
Monkey around with flying monkeys.
They'll poo on you like pigeons.
They'll throw it at you too.
splat splat splat

I want fly
You won't fly
What we should do?
Hay Hay..

Live in the earth
Live in the moon
Live where?
Damn!

I support the war.
World Ward III against China.
Fought with viruses.

They'll puke up cat meat.
Suffocate under piles
of fake brand name shoes.

The few survivors
will be forced to eat shards of
crushed bootleg CD's.

Router and IP
Wi-fi and lan
Visit our site and
you will be know what is it 192.168.l.l

website manager
reading my words in real time
we owe you monkeys

India arrives
You should have seen it coming
grandma went without

the sky in my heart
poops in the mouth of your brain
thank you, come again

spider fucked you up
did not say"I am sorry."
deal with it bitches

Her dildo has a
one-coulomb capacitor
upgrade from kick start.

His pocket pussy
hydrogen fuel cell powered
polyurethane.

Masturbate guilt-free.
Environmentally clean.
Life-sized T-rex toy.

Pee-Wee Herman caught
again, but this time watching
3D Godzilla.

This is so empty.
Devoid of all emotion.
And you do not care.


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"You" does not mean you;
No one in particular;
"you" in general.

vhs!

Eating out fat wife.
Familiar boring flavor.
It ain't butter scotch.

chicken sex not so
funny, poop, funny, horses
well i did know once of

LATEX PONY GIRL
but that's a real girl who wants
to be of burden

Beware the feces.
Carabao land mine hazards.
Lethal roads at night.

Here lies Jong Bong Fong.
Killed driving his bike through poop.
May he rest in peace.

He did not see it.
Eight hundred fifty pesos
for a new headlight.

welcome paradise
made up by storytellers
market fundaments

Sit on the sideline...
Mercury Radiation
Marvin Gaye has dead

You have been searching
traditional idea
with new recipient

Sound punishes us
Iceland volcano marble
Rock on my brother

But are they human?
No actualization!
They are only slaves.

when it does come time
for robots to take away
low wage jobs from kids...

the whole wage slave gen
x thing seems to pale because
ideas vs tradition

the old plant closes
down, no pay phones, rental stores

poof, no kodak film

If they were robots,
it would not be near as bad;
they are human slaves.

if one could get the
spambots to say the name backwards
would they self destruct?

like a certain guy
in the superman comics
that was a trickster

I'm wondering if a
computer server is in
a sort of digitized

seizure trying to
remember all these random codes
being spit out on here

there is a method
to these random spammer names
like myxlwigpics.

If you google them
you'll find them on other boards
with more spam, of course.

My penis fell off.
Leprosy isn't so bad.
No fat wife begging.

Would you rather have
intestinal parasites
or read this poem?

tucker carlson on
tv talking to this blonde strong
willed writer trashing

liberals again...

Walking from the bar,
I stepped in buffalo poop,
1:00 a.m. and drunk.

It oozed through sandals,
covering my sunburned feet,
and I did not mind.

Shooting stars passed by.
A lewd wish about young girls
far out of my league.

Dogs growled, barked, or whined
as I quietly passed by
wishing they would bite.

All of this is true.
Please take from it what you will.
Or just leave it here.

The open window
lets out a racket of farts
for neighbors to hear.

and then he knifed him
self tired of hearing the
legalistic crap

consigning his soul
to hellfire over 5 bucks
on a contract signed

Huffing super glue.
Getting drunk on cough syrup.
Paper bag spray paint.
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Feather duster worms.
Dry out and crush their remains.
Snort them like cocaine.

The ghosts of demons
dance naked in your left ear,
giving you orders.

Obey completely.
Do exactly as you're told.
Otherwise you'll die.

Something to ponder;
If French people eat French toast,
do they call it "toast?"

Well, if it is French,
then it must be poetry.
Watch Killing Zoe.

There is a French whore
asking to be shat upon.
It sounds beautiful!

if you pull your damn
t-shirt over your head one
more time well you know

we need to reduce
the crappucino intake
to reduce relapse

I should go get drunk.
And then cheat on my fat wife.
Instead of working.

Almost 20 years.
I would expect an upgrade.
The same as a spouse.

eepruoyt will now treat us to SEO spam. Or sites done in India. Or something. It's obvious.

Exclamation Point!
One comma; semicolon
So, do you love me?

Almost twenty years
That's ancient for a website
What can you expect?

Sure, allow hot-links,
but do not allow smart quotes
or apostrophes.

Makes a lot of sense.
This site is made for spammers.
Or so it seems like.

A conspiracy!
It reflects the universe.
Not sure which is worse.

Poetry and life.
They should reflect each other.
And indeed they do.

Leech-like parasites.
Spammers, haters, and poets.
Feeding off themselves.

Cannibalistic.
Native jungle tribe stew pot.
Hannibal Lecter.

I'll have the liver,
with a side of fava beans,
and nice chianti.

Upgrade this website.
Make posts public, but log in
required to post.

DUH!

I need oleo.
Oleo for my bunghole.
Do you have TP?

Bring me your TP!
My bunghole will be angry!
Are you threat'ning me?!

I miss you in the night
but you forgot me in the day
heart broken

the risk click on this
to what, to where, the blind path
the alley mugged on

I miss you in the night
but you forgot me in the day
heart broken

tides of twisted time
washing through us like a wave
beyond our control