cuddlytiger17
on Old Man by Rollsoftoiletpaper
9 Oct 2004, 4:01 PM
3rd line needs an "r" on "you"
I really liked it. Good job. The last line of the chorus didn't flow right for me though, but that's just my opinion.
Nicholas Jones = Legend
Subject to the but of my poetry and took it all very well... if you don't mind Nicholas I'm working on Ode No. 4
http://www.poemranker.com/poem-details.j
A very poor, and needlessly rude example of poetry. I will admit that clerihews are not known for quality, but for wit. However, this is just rude.
By the way Nicholas Jones = Legend.
Heh, Peach fuzz.
I did'nt know if he was a stranger or really your husband. I knew
you were only talking about one. thats what got me. you can just
call me william and tea will be served at 5:00pm malady (SMILE)
I love the expression "the battle to win hearts and minds". It's such an ace manly way to describe breaking the traditional melon in the company of old men so sexually overwrought (from oppressing all their women into nonexistence) that casually resting a hand on your thigh while insisting on calling you "Habeebi" (or whatever the Farsi equivalent is) is the closest they've come to orgasm since the Taliban outlawed men's undergarments. That, and it's just a fucking hilarious thing to say, whatever the situation.
PS-The people here (AND their neighbors) are constantly plotting to feed me goat-meat doused liberally with goat-yoghurt (skinned goat-head included). And today on the bus, a kid in high-school plotted for almost a half-hour to say "Hello, what's your name?" in English, though I happened to be having a conversation in Arabic with the bus driver at the time. Weird how different things are for us, huh?
Sincerely,
zodiac
Karak, Jordan
I suppose as long as you two are achieving mutual (if not simultaneous) orgasms then I should be happy for you, as really very few people are afforded even that. But I'm not - happy, I mean. This whole conversation strikes me as rather empty and sad and kind of just endlessly repeating "hey people get different interpretations from different things! Weird, huh?" and then sighing these big undeserved postcoital sighs that everyone else in the restaurant frankly finds more than a little bit disgusting, like getting off on cutting or weird anal insertions - that is, you only can by being a little bit self-involved and susceptible to suggestion.
As far as this poem goes, why did you say the shoulders were "standing", instead of some other, better verb? And why isn't anything here punctuated?
Whatever do you mean?
lol nopes. gotta love it.
Nothing like a nice hot shower huh?
...keep the greatness in your poetry to a minimum! There isn't enough to pass around!
EEEE!!!111!11!!11 I love it when we finish each others sentences... Just like in High School! ^_^
Sorry just go to Google and type Mr Blobby
did you get my blobby card that i sent you
no Im not a stalker i just nead to no that its working thanks
Mr Blobby
http://www.reuters.com/newsArticle.jhtml?type=oddlyEnoughNews&;storyID=6452056&src=rss/oddlyEnoughNews§ion=news
A really good thought you have here. It could be said stronger with fewer words though.
As Samantha, I ignore them. As Steven, I'd have to act macho with a joke.
Nothing special.
Nicholas Jones, I have actually decided is now a legend. He became a subject of mine when he pointed out that all I had done for my first poem was copied song lyrics (as I jokingly did). From then on I developed a sort of fake feud with him, which is nothing personal, and he became a source for poems. I have never met him, and am sure that he is a very nice person, but his name just rolls of the tongue and is very poetic. Nicholas, if you are reading this, anything bad I have said about you has not been meant at all...you take it all very graciously, as I wouldn't. Thanks you.
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