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The lack of graffiti in an art centre lavatory (Other) by BEBO Look at this
In this place
A wide white
Un-art-ed space
Drunken scribbles
All exterminated
Make this prose
Seem ill fated
Either the People
Have no graffiti compulsion
Or the management
Excess white emulsion
Please dont paint over
My humble words
They brighten up
This room of turds
Maybe then
One day
The penny will drop
Its O.K.
To do art
As you fart and plop
Up the ladder:
Life : Paradox
Down the ladder:
Spirit Dance
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Posted: September 16, 2002 10:12 AM PDT; Last modified: September 16, 2002 10:12 AM PDTWeighted score: 4.611111 Overall Rank: 12481 Comments:
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deleted user @ 167.206.181.179
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16-Sep-02/10:40 AM
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and another shit poem (I know, you'll claim it isn't). someone needs to wipe and flush and be done with it.
You, Sir, are an insult to the hallowed ranks of poemes making reference to faeces. You use foul words like 'fart' and 'plopp' as if to say "POO IS FUNNY LOOK IT'S GROSS HA HA". Do you have no artistic wision? No sense of the grand and mysterious? If my poemes are the sound of a frantic, frighten'd orchestra (which they are), yours are that of a broken whistle blown by a hobo in a feeble attempt to summon a djinn. Good day.
good lord.
listen god damnit..thou hath made my pet hobo ernie blow his last shrill...he is no longer for rent...his blow is spent..."would you like to rent a trailor or a boat instead?", asked the young vaguely goatied pierced eyebrow lad from behind the mask of a ten day rc cola binge..."should of drank tab kid" replied this Int 25. russian witch. "i'll take the motor home and both of your legs...anyone care for a drumbstick? 20 roll critical...exp points infinity. duck next time. Now the dust pan.
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