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15-May-03/12:31 AM |
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19-May-03/11:47 AM |
Brave and adventurous. A merging of styles and forms of both past and future. A tear jerker that leaves one not only jerking tears, but also searching for that fleeting feeling that can only be found far far away. Far away from me if possible. Preferably, the bottom of the Ocean, or mouthing a cold barrel of steel. Great poem, good flow, special meaning. I would rank it, but, well, truthfully, it's not my cup of tea. I will however point out some mistakes.
"thrusts it's warmth into my lap" should be its.
San Francisco.
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(a male prostitute)" don't prance, EVER. They swagger, and if you knew anything about anything you'd start chewing more gum and less fat, that is all, thanks for another pointless self serving poem to nothing in particular but your own fear of the uknown and failure.
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| Re: the rhyming one by nugit15 |
19-May-03/11:52 AM |
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Young, but well on it's way. Ted Nugit sucks buffallo balls. you might consider changing your name.
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| Re: If this isn't plagiarism I don't know what is... by Yardbird |
19-May-03/11:59 AM |
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Well that was a waste of web space. What do Bill z. bub. Dark fandago, and Yardturd have in common one might ask? That's easy. The need to reach deep down into eachothers soles for comfort, and belonging, to anything, especially. this lovely site "poemfaker".con
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| Re: may 18 by Bill Z Bub |
19-May-03/3:48 PM |
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"it's all in the past." Would kick out the bottom if it was " and the whole thing was that" or only that, or just that. I loved it all the way until that.
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19-May-03/4:02 PM |
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"hopes" regardless of this crock of shit unsinkable corn loaf, I must point out that leaving this verb singular is a sign of sheer unapproachable stupidity. Good luck with your writing.
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| Re: When will Tomorrow Come by kassanna |
19-May-03/4:05 PM |
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Yes, copyright it, because I'm sure someone is just dying to steal it away and use it for their own lack of writing ability. Good luck with your writing.
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| Re: What Happened by tacochick1666 |
19-May-03/4:11 PM |
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shit pure fucking cocca, fucking waste, but what timing. Yipee, for you.
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| Re: My Enemy by tacochick1666 |
19-May-03/4:14 PM |
"So let me be alone in my own little world"
You are.
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19-May-03/4:17 PM |
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The title? That's easy. "Eject"
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19-May-03/4:24 PM |
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No, but I can stick a 2 lb. fist right up your ass with jet fuel lube and a box of blue-tips on the night stand.
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19-May-03/4:27 PM |
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No, you deserve every reverse impalement handy.
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| Re: Why Are We Here? by beakism |
19-May-03/5:57 PM |
"Here we are, why? (Other) by Shardik
6.
Was that your beaver trap?
I need some fucking superglue.
I wish you'd stop writing about crap:
Was that your beaver strap?
I'm going to give you a map.
On how to find the soul-less shoe.
Was that your beaver clap?
I need some fucking friends.
That can deal with my odor.
Take out an ad for a front door ramp.
Was that your beaver trap?
No, it was mine.
6.
You've got a disgusting idea -
That you are better then everyone.
Take it some place else:
Like to the 99 beak store.
and buy some fucking tic tacs.
Note: ask the stock boy to reach that box
of disposable diapers, since I hate his face.
Your mother thinks you're gay;
because when you're that fucking smart.
You just are, but are all rocks round?
Were you beaten with a toilet paper roll?
You've got a disgusting idea -
that you are a special person.
Of this we are convinced,
and you are.
6.
You're the biggest blow hard I know;
You get everything possible right!
From your life, you've got family money.
And a passion to knead meat.
Now we all know you are special.
It's generous to call you a genius:
Because you're gay and open minded.
regardless of your two inch dick;
and love for shit like napkins.
How do you see over your own chin?
From that precarious level, talent.
Sir, your life inspires me, it's
like watching my tv rape an eggroll."
Here! Here! To aahhhhhhh. A toast tooooo, ah... Beaks with four holes stead three < the vikings all raise their horns, but one sad viking does not. He is ashamed to show the others the truth of his beak, that being, it's not, SHE eats with a gashed hoof a puss-ie with infection and a foul stench, she is no viking at all, she is an imposter.>
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| Re: Just let me bee by DeadtotheWorld |
19-May-03/6:12 PM |
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| Re: Choose by joydoll |
19-May-03/6:13 PM |
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Go watch the secretary with james spader, it will help.
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| Re: Liar's Mirror by kassanna |
19-May-03/6:18 PM |
"my age defying makup" makeup.
Some capitals and punctuation might help also.
Other then that, terribly boring and hopelessly self absorbed. nice job. here's a six.
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| Re: you can hide but never ever run by Freethinker1602 |
19-May-03/6:31 PM |
"I can't bare the thought of how badly it got to be" This gives new meaning to the "American" sentence. No, wonder the brits think we're fucking idiots, thanks.
I cannot bear to think about how bad it had become.
"I can't run form it" Good, either can I. lol.
nightmare, unless yoou mean the mare of the night? I thought I sold that old nag? Other then that, guess what? Your poem is not poetry, not original, not sad, not informing, special, enlightening, 'cool'. Sadly, I'm ashamed of you and American poets. Good job. 1. By the way, do you even know what a nova is? because after reading this I'm concerned that you are a pathetic tail chaser if anything.
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| Re: Far from Gone by Freethinker1602 |
19-May-03/6:48 PM |
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Septic, and hopelessly without style, or base.
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| Re: Bitter Breakfast by nugit15 |
20-May-03/10:11 AM |
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