| Re: why? by little_angel_maria |
18-Jan-03/5:15 PM |
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ski jumping is for adults young lady, REPENT IN THE NAME OF JESUS! <body starts to twist and gyrate whilst banging the vulve with the christ doll haaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!> sorry just be moving along now.
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| Re: Yellow! by AuntyM |
18-Jan-03/5:13 PM |
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sounds like a malpractice suit.
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| Re: a comment on Jingoism saved the wingnut by horus8 |
18-Jan-03/5:03 PM |
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No I haven't written very meany concrete poems. I enjoy this piece, because, well you can read it in a variety of different ways and manners, and having taking this out of what it 'was' for this edit (it was a mess before this), was a hell of a task, i must say...so, thank you, and i appreciate you taking the time to read it.
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| Re: Heartless by UAFANTHORPEY |
17-Jan-03/9:44 PM |
would be better maybe,
"For that is all i have ever been."
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| Re: a comment on white harvest by <~> |
17-Jan-03/9:33 PM |
wonderful. thank you, and lovely answers too might i add.
I spoke to Tony tonight, we are going to move forward. Thanks for connecting us.
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| Re: Introduction By Decree by Wulf |
16-Jan-03/10:23 PM |
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pale rider...bitchin..i heard george thorogood straight thru this.g
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| Re: Endymion Dead by vulcan |
16-Jan-03/10:08 PM |
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on the way out..they throw vulcan a ten..because his poetry rocks too. yeah..chicky chik chik chaw.?
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| Re: Suburbia in December by Nicholas Jones |
16-Jan-03/10:07 PM |
Excellent! ladies and gentle men we have been graced this evening with the pride of wales himself...Nicholas Jones..<the crowd of course is completely asleep at this point or in a stupor..not even knowing half way near to where in the fuck wales is [south west england, i believe, capitol, Cardiff, known for steel, coal, welsh cakes..dylanthomas, {still no one moves fat chick farts again and this time giggles} protestants? COME ON PEOPLE! the land of the poets and singers taliesin? Dafydd ap fucking Gwilym the EISTEDDFODD! FOR FUCKS SAKE..three people get up and leave..ah fUCK YOU TOO, SCREAMS BACHUS..come on nick i'll by you a drink, by the way nice poem dude
..do you go to the college of medicine? or saint david? Bachus and nick walk off into the iced over night to find the nearest pub, and a reason to sing anew..
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| Re: Gutless by temptalia |
16-Jan-03/9:55 PM |
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i don't know about you cats, but selling swine, and cocking back steel, gets it for me every fucking time..YEE HAW! 8 a swell read.
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| Re: Breathless. by Service |
16-Jan-03/9:53 PM |
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wasn't that special. you're classic seven..why ? because you're luckier than us you bastard. a fine balanced poem.
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| Re: Olden by smlink84 |
16-Jan-03/9:51 PM |
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obviously a brilliant poet dumbing down with hard tweaks and over used symbols..this piece was funny, serious and ended fucking out there baby! a great read.
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| Re: The Sky by jauser |
16-Jan-03/9:48 PM |
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So far this is the winner, don't ask me why, but it's loose and accurate to be sure..not to mention..simple and well written in a complicated fashion...i liked it alot. 10!!
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| Re: Turmoil by ThoughtfulSoul |
16-Jan-03/9:45 PM |
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yes we do care! no. we can't do a fucking thing about it..let me no when you got the perp in a line up..i'll come hold your hand..see no kids, you can't give a poet like thoughtful soul a bad score cuz they meant well, so you have to do the 6 thing..you know what i mean?
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| Re: Drunk Satan by smlink84 |
16-Jan-03/9:43 PM |
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yes even occassionally poemranker has station identifications from the emergengy broadcast system..sorry about that. and no. he's not the sheriff, or smokey the bear.he was the airconditioning guy out of freon and drunk, we had to let him go. 0.
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| Re: Blonded by the Light by w~* ATHENA *~w |
16-Jan-03/9:40 PM |
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She pops up regularly.like those over played pop songs that she hijacked these words from, could be original, could be pilfered..who knows, who dares? 5 for staying alive ah ah ah ah. and the bee gees (which stands for brothers gibb, by the way}k
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| Re: Society's Sharades by New Life Drug |
16-Jan-03/9:36 PM |
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Now here we have an interesting young poet with quite the growing body of great work. different, brave..willing to take chances, yet carrying a sweet and well educated grasp of the english language. an a real fine user name..one of poemrankers emerging young poeties of the future <New Life Drug> [like three crickets chirp, and some drunk chick farts in the back row] nevermind them kid horus says to new life..they're kinda slow. 8!
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| Re: PainFul Of LiFe by PoEt MaStEr |
16-Jan-03/9:31 PM |
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Here we have some uknown newbie (realy an oldbe masking) making us that much more stupid than any of us realy deserve to be..PoeT MsAter was it? why don't you die home skillet? 0. that's not a request either.
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| Re: Another poem by Mutant_X |
16-Jan-03/9:27 PM |
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here once again we have mutant x doing everything but mutating. do not attempt to read this shite at home children..it may cause temporary drooling and tart walking.
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| Re: Just the Way by w~* ATHENA *~w |
16-Jan-03/9:24 PM |
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Here we have athena..and to think she graduated from northwestern with a degree in graphic design, and a minor in creative writing..Not to creative though kiddo, hence the wanker award (which is veiwed as an accomplishment to the disturbed) so you young poets take this as a lesson..don't wank with other peoples material, because it might wank you back! [therefore she get the motionless 5{even worse than the zero}. next/
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| Re: Nothin lasts by Mutant_X |
16-Jan-03/9:20 PM |
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<yes ladies and gentlemen it's time for that all around infectious bastard once again horus8 [crowd pelts him with joints and g-strings he motions his hands for a hushing effect] good evening poets and frauds it's time for 'random encounters' the only show on poem ranker that allows us to dig into the amateur files, to remember the poets we've lost, and to find the poets we'll need to remember..that undiscovered poet could be you> here we see mutant x taking a wild stab at teenage love and the inevitable bitter seperation of highschool sweethearts, and 'wrist slashing' let's just be friends. 6.
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