on Peeping Through The Window by Edna Sweetlove
21 May 2006, 10:34 PM
Christ, that was a piping hot plate full of rope trajectory.
on A Prayer For God's Soldiers As They Kill For Him by Edna Sweetlove
21 May 2006, 10:36 PM
You must get bored without legs riding that portable caddy you call a carreer.
on Edna's Lovely World Cup Poem by Edna Sweetlove
9 Jun 2006, 7:48 PM
I came so close to caring, but than...
Well, I realized how completely boring you
truly have become.
Well, I realized how completely boring you
truly have become.
on A Sexy Crucifixion Poem by Edna Sweetlove
21 May 2006, 10:38 PM
Yes, the palestinian sun is so much more yellow than the kike one. You are aware. even smoking that pulsing pale bananna like a heady hippie looking for a queerly biblical retreat.
on Descartes' Immortal Truth by Edna Sweetlove
21 May 2006, 10:34 PM
Yes, you are, ah har dee har har...
but being so quick with your ass
you should have noticed the pass
that the sporitely priest made
Upon your gay parade
you're hardly gay, but a fan.
but being so quick with your ass
you should have noticed the pass
that the sporitely priest made
Upon your gay parade
you're hardly gay, but a fan.
on A Fart For All Mankind by Edna Sweetlove
9 Jun 2006, 7:55 PM
Exactly, once again you Brits prove you're entire universe is a black and white snap shot of a fatman sipping tea, and smelling ass. Thank god I'm a yankee, I can at least move past fart noises and onto other things like Jews, media, toast, and imploding politicians. fucking limey pirate cunt, I wouldn't even throw a dart at you in a pub on a whim. Because see, I'm on mushrooms and playing music, and writing poetry mate. I'm handsome, and blasting through life all a gawk, but you, you're a fucking whiner, and a bore. You always have been, to be Frank, although I'm Horus. You understand, that's why you read it, and whine, not imaginative enough to have done anything with your life. just another suit in a long line of complaints.
on some deleted poem
17 Sep 2005, 9:03 AM
odd
on some deleted poem
27 Feb 2006, 2:59 PM
jesus.
on Today's Spam by nentwined
27 Feb 2006, 3:29 PM
ha ha...
on The And women by INTRANSIT
27 Feb 2006, 3:32 PM
Needs a new ending.
on Finding Gin and Santa by richa
27 Feb 2006, 3:33 PM
lol
on The Acorn Daisies by MacFrantic
27 Feb 2006, 3:34 PM
ewee.
on some deleted poem
29 Jan 2007, 12:16 AM
Acne is no excuse for poor poetry.
on some deleted poem
29 Jan 2007, 12:17 AM
Woah, you really have neo conservatists pinned here, asshat.
on some deleted poem
29 Jan 2007, 12:10 AM
Practically funny.
on some deleted poem
29 Jan 2007, 12:13 AM
I have a word for you "dunce".
on The Monday Hangover by Miggy
29 Jan 2007, 12:14 AM
The hand job.
on Alternatives by Dovina
29 Jan 2007, 12:28 AM
I love how, overall, your position bobs as perfectly still as a cut and clear turd in a tsunami. So what you're saying is if we win we'd be right, and if we lose we can still say "I'm sorry, how's about a hug abdhula", and still be sort of okay sort of like maybe. okay in forgiveness, and just, well chatting about our issues.
Like for one: America is babylon, the new atlantis, so you fucking rags and negroes, and wild eyed gooks have best understand, we will get your trees, your oil, your jewels and the little girls, so play ball ball, or possibly die, or be hugged.
Like for one: America is babylon, the new atlantis, so you fucking rags and negroes, and wild eyed gooks have best understand, we will get your trees, your oil, your jewels and the little girls, so play ball ball, or possibly die, or be hugged.
on some deleted poem
16 Mar 2007, 5:49 PM
Bird Flu.