You are a sad little shithead. A pathetic self promoter. It's absolutely self-defeating to anonymously vote favoribly for yourself, since it shows just how much you, as an insecure twat, seek to boost your esteem through empty illusion.

Naturally, of course, your also a strong supporter of the politically correct movement, [PCM- a.k.a: Putrid Cock Mongers.] since you happily zeroed two pieces of mine- one which dealt with golden showers and the other which made use of the word "nigger".

In short, sir- or rather should I say Child? You are a dullard who is found wanting. To me, you are the beetle I found crushed beneath my Jesus sandled feet.

Good-day. Blessed with zero.

[BTW: If it will assuage your puny ego, you can go ahead and zero bomb my whole collection if you like. Just remember to scream in bloody ecstasy "Hail Rockmage!!" each time you click submit with your molested shit-c-licker.]

Had to change the rather long and redundant title... Title still sorta sucks... any ideas anyone? Fuck it with a steel dildo in intellectual anathema.

maybe i tucked you in there
i never did look
i substituted you for other songs

--I think you should cut out the 'I's-:

might have tucked you in there..
never did look, substituted you
for other songs
---

Just a suggestion. I'm just biased against the word I.. that and when it's used repeditivly it rings of anathema going super nova in my rectum.

Blessed with an eight.

Btw, a better title would be in order as well...

-Fart-

I'm sorry, did your rectal drip return? Or was that mine? I do notice a bit of shit dripping off your Gandalf inspired beard... Ah well, all is lost during a night of heavy alcohol consumption and self-loathing, is it not?

The last line is a little confusing to me.

Blessed with seven.

Marching towards my death.

I'd much prefer this ending, simply because you, sir, are already Old with extreme Age. :)

If your going to do this sort of shit, why not do it better than the classic pimple cliche piece?

Blessed with one.

The second line has 8 syllables. Cut out the 'I' and you will have seven as required (alone = 2 syllables). Capitalize 'I' in the third line. Also, this isn't really a Haiku in the traditional imagery sense.

blessed with four.

Mispelled Occasions in the title.

The title is shit. You should have titled it "Poetry".
Or even better: "Rockmages Poetry"!!

Can you be more inorganic?

breath = breathe? Also, this whole thing is confused. Many aspects of this poem reminds me of pimples. Though slightly more matured than the average pimple, it still possesses puss.

Blessed with a two.

Hmm. Eight.

Even though I thoroughly enjoy Bukowskis work.

Humorous.

Soon to be parodied. And trust me, it will be VULGAR and fantastically TASTELESS.

I can sympathize in some respects, old friend. Eight. Oh, and don't mind the bearded orangutan; rockmage hasn't yet learned that throwing his feces about is considered uncouth in polite company.

Delete my comments eh will you? You little Snot. This is cliche CRAP. And horrendously corny. Zero.

Oh, btw, when you vote for yourself, you make it apparent that you're really fucking gay.

Hmm.