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The man of steel (Pimple) by <{Baba^Yaga}>

With a sponge for a chin, and a map on his ass. Chore boy hair and flatulent gas. The man of steel flys The man of steel cares It's all in the magic Of the pajamas he wears. He follows no news And ignores all politics For fear if he did They'd uncover skin flicks That he had to do When crime was at a low It was only a few But no one must know. That he wasn't on top And he wasn't that super When a German named Lex up ended his pooper. The man of steel cried The man of steel broke His buns spreading wide Dripping sour kraut yolk. Though his biceps were mutton And his stomach wash-board Whiskers pure catfish And profile folk lored The man of steel was troubled When his cape caught that rash And the S he'd grown up with Went public for cash. Oh, man of steel What have you done Oh, man of steel Put down your gun. Oh, man of steel The children will cry When they are told That even you die. Oh, man of steel Oh, man of men You were always my hero, You were always my friend.

ARTIE 12-Dec-03/3:28 PM
Mmmmm.... "Mutton Biceps". You're chasing that with whine I hope.




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