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Eleemosynary for the undeserving but forward foreigner (Haiku) by ErgoErgun
Want fuck school teacher. She say, "No! You can't fuck me!" So raped her instead.

Up the ladder: two flies
Down the ladder: i have to go/but canot

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Arithmetic Mean: 3.8888888
Weighted score: 3.889026
Overall Rank: 13438
Posted: May 11, 2002 11:06 PM PDT; Last modified: May 11, 2002 11:06 PM PDT
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[10] WarrenGDawg @ | 11-May-02/11:12 PM | Reply
A masterpiece of biting social commentary on the state of the public schooling system combined with a mature expression of lust from one person towards another.
[0]... anonymous @ | 12-May-02/4:52 PM | Reply
like this poem, you are a piece of shit
[0]... anonymous @ 206.110.252.242 | 16-May-02/4:36 PM | Reply
This poem stank on ice, much like the rest of yours. I get the feeling that half the other juvenile delinquents here are friends of yours. PLEASE go back to school for a while and stop leaving these rat droppings here.
[n/a] gsosville @ 209.119.37.192 | 31-May-02/8:14 AM | Reply
you are fucking brilliant
[0] pkdrunner @ 64.229.7.52 | 18-Jul-02/3:31 PM | Reply
yuck
[0] susie @ 195.173.242.188 | 20-Jul-02/3:28 AM | Reply
This is the worst poem I've ever seen. Not onlydoes the grammar suck, you can't spell eather.
[10] renwick @ 66.72.194.116 > susie | 15-Sep-02/6:50 PM | Reply
You can't spell EITHER.
[10] horus8 @ 64.165.225.178 | 24-Jul-02/12:47 AM | Reply
oh master.. i can feel the stiffness of your member telekineticly pulling up my shorts. you have a gift. sell it. package it . fuckyour schoolteacher. design cookies..oh master 10
[0] Amelia @ 198.146.142.174 | 25-Jul-02/8:04 AM | Reply
O-K?
[10] horus8 @ 24.126.113.154 | 29-Jul-02/4:00 PM | Reply
What's this i see. dual chemistry. in two places at once. i put a piece of rye bread in my cupboard at the age of twelve. week later scraped the mold. made lsd. mold is ergot. parasite. st.anthony's fire. grows on rye during humid and hot springs and autumns. causes gangrene and loss of various body parts if not treated properly after fatal ingestion. you are fatal. but you will pass. they all pass.
[0] Robert K Foster @ 209.68.64.69 | 14-Aug-02/9:05 AM | Reply
what has been raped here is the art form of Haiku. Are you trying to piss off the japanese?
[n/a] ErgoErgun @ | 28-Aug-02/12:39 AM | Reply
No, piss on.
[10] renwick @ 66.72.194.116 | 15-Sep-02/6:52 PM | Reply
People are angered by the expression of violent acts, they are fools who don't understand the spirit of art.
[7] skaskowski @ 206.69.163.59 | 15-Sep-02/10:01 PM | Reply
an interesting delve into our collective roots... primitive yet sophisticated, like toast that is really really old but still tasty.
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