| Re: The Rocky-Horus picture show by horus8 |
31-Jul-02/11:01 AM |
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i happen to think that this edit reads like a bullit Mr.Glocken. i have your 2 right here! it's just a matter of time. Mr. Glocken. time. and popsicles and superglue e
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| Re: IT'S ONLY A JOB by horus8 |
30-Jul-02/11:29 PM |
when sidhartha crawled into my ass he brought the camel. i love an eighteen year old with robust breasts and the lotus trap snap. she paints like helen keller on peyote and talks to animals...what can you do with a puppet?
i can impersonate tom cruise missile in magnolia. my martini is poised and i have a hand full of gardenias soaked in vanilla.shortstraw.klute.fonda.rolex.poi
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| Re: Stubborn Lips by kazeaki |
30-Jul-02/11:19 PM |
i once new a chipper from boston
he chipped he was straight down to austin.with ice pick in hand
he conquered the land when he seduced donald p halstonn
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| Re: you're never alone by nentwined |
30-Jul-02/11:16 PM |
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not at all..i thought that your creating of quick juicy rhetoric was highly provacative..your style flows..your horn is up..your 'hoof' is clean and sharp.. the rhino was pleasedh
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| Re: Le Baron by swift_enterprises |
30-Jul-02/9:56 PM |
my balls in your hand.
cock ring your index and thumb.
you have nice white teeth.e
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| Re: IT'S ONLY A JOB by horus8 |
30-Jul-02/9:30 PM |
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i'm kool as a cucumber peaches, besides the bongs now passe. i use a steamroller fresh with an iced mug of newcastle..how was your day? good poems lately. your beak is ever so sharp as the clit of a whore.s
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| Re: you're never alone by nentwined |
30-Jul-02/9:17 PM |
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the rhino shits.its early in the morning as the sun begins to strike the hard green dew soaked plains under Killimanjaro. the hulking beast turns and hesitantly sniffs it's piled shit. the turdpack steams.a gazelle leaps quietly through the high grass. the rhino turns and lumbers off. his horn is up. his "hoof" trot highh
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| Re: a prayer for grief by mitchski |
30-Jul-02/9:00 PM |
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it's like the illiad with no lid.gwenyvere was just another castle concubine for christ sakii let her squelch..in the name of all shellfish! beware of the^ if it cums down to * jump!e
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| Re: Cherished Childhood by Sigh'ense... |
30-Jul-02/7:44 PM |
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Well i gather now that it is a science...you are passionately versed author.have fun at poemranker. i know what you did last summer. beetle.goose.spit.jeremiah13:7. angelfoodcake. devilled-eggs
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| Re: My Life as a Book by molly |
30-Jul-02/7:29 PM |
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Fix your second to last line to find true love...naw..just joshuaing.. this is very soft against my mind i can give it the 'hoof' u have passed.the beak is yours. spearmint.horn.sender.rustic.pufferfishn
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| Re: Disenchanted by molly |
30-Jul-02/7:19 PM |
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normally i have this things against moths cuz my first poem well..nevermind..still a witty little ditty <texaco.belladona.mandrake.lotion.ferret
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| Re: Coloring Loss by molly |
30-Jul-02/7:14 PM |
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As the young man ran through the cornfield he felt a million ears race throgh his fingers..and then their was silence...his smile was ear to ear.. your work is exquisitely descripive yet romantically short.compact.desirable.generous.opal. you pass. you r molly.your beak sings well
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| Re: Mobile home agenda by Bachus |
30-Jul-02/6:20 PM |
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i do declare sir..mentioning of my son by name with that tone suggests rancor and total uncoothness..retract..or i will be forced to pull out my kale gun and fill you with fluffy green calcium until you develop a psuedo fetish for the radish. analy.unpleasantly.accurately
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| Re: Things Are Going to be Different Next Year by JanieDoe |
30-Jul-02/5:11 PM |
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go back to twelth grade quick. your creative writing teacher might still be there...waiting...read.more.hemingway and less hello-kittay.nitros turbo fork.e
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| Re: Disillusioned & Confused by Sigh'ense... |
30-Jul-02/4:15 PM |
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your comments reflect very little talent as compared to the power and beauty of this poem.maybe you have two beaks. unusual.odd.quail. anyway very thought provoking dal. go on wich-your-bad-ass-shelf.nice 'hoof'
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| Re: Advice Given On Drama by Blake |
30-Jul-02/3:27 PM |
1) the da vinci reference that you are referring to in Black Liqourice&G-stringed orphans has nothing to do with comparisons between him and i, but rather him and italian food in general contrasting his well rounded life style, and the beauty of italy all together, not to mention the brilliance within the man
2) you're right about the rest
3) glad to see you're up and walking, i take it the surgery went well? great if you need good drugs call me... if not.. enjoy life as a lame eunuch. p.s i can get you write offs on medical equipment you need this year(brothers a lawyer/accountant/serialkiller/pediatric brain surgeon)shhhh..our secret ???
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| Re: Summer Haiku by waltfreakinwhitman |
30-Jul-02/3:04 PM |
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rod: a stick or bundle of twigs used to punish a person: slang, hand gun. moisture. slip. lunchtimed
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| Re: Hip Nos by kthulah |
30-Jul-02/2:50 PM |
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this is a fine-crafted-hoof built to last. precise. like a wicked little current set on bringing in the giant squid should be, or better yet, "RELEASE THE KRACHEN!". i liked it i says 9, chalk line. and fu-q bach-ass i've got you're #, and lars is my favorite drummer bitch...fog.hook.semen.raindrop.acid
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| Re: Innsmouth by razorgrin |
30-Jul-02/1:44 PM |
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preposterous.... you must now stand in "the hall of comparative ovations" to look deep into the 'hoof' and Cue-tip the grooves with rubbing alchohol.e
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| Re: The Rocky-Horus picture show by horus8 |
30-Jul-02/12:14 PM |
mr. cakes. do you like the band cake (cuz sata is my motor)? do you like to lick the spoon after mommy gives you the hand off and smile. morever you are on my list of potential locust swarm recipients. p.s knowing that you were dissappointed is proof enough that i'm on to something creatively satasfying(the difference between someone who actually writes 10-20 hours a day, as compared to a person who does it only after they have run out of kleenex and emails to read and stroke at their computer after gym class, and ones brown bagged lunch. don't make me go there cuz you are one click away from the
'hoof' and the 'hoof', never liesn
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