Poemranker [Poem: Lifestyles of the ripe and glamourless] [by horus8] Thu Nov 21 06:14:29 PST 2024

You are just begging for a tidal wave and an earthquake horchata Hey! Show me your tits. Crotch rocketing niggers. Orange trees & mango draped Mexicans selling nuts. White trash in 4 X 4's Blond rich whores hurling out their guts. All on Daddy's dime. "Excuse me, Waco Paco? Could you bring me my drink by the pool? My name is Pathetic suburbanite # 1,896,843 No kidding! I won the free AIDS test and missing wallet. excellent exciting extras." Horny and spoiled live entertainment boring me to death with sand up my ass and a bad hangover. A mandatory fuckoff with a goatee & fieldtrip. Straight to the tropic of Cancer. What's next? Apparently, a never ending list of sequels Hollywood spanish omellettes & wobbly cheap chairs with Who fucking cares last names Yes, I'm smarter than you. Yes I'm more sophisticated than you & yes you are all very materialistic and pathetic in every way definable. Idiots to the carnival. Morons for cotton candy. A Mexican hairless. Americans at their best. Snap shots, canonballs and nick names with handsigns. Lemmings with a side of date rape and free airfare back home. To an emptying airport In an emptier life. Still wondering why everyone hates your fucking guts? Yeah, you must not get out much.

[8] richa @ 195.92.67.71 | 6-May-03/11:12 AM | Reply

Pretty mental, I like the ending very beatish
The use of tits, niggers, aids is perhaps a bit evocative by numbers though

[n/a] horus8 @ 24.126.113.154 > richa | 6-May-03/8:22 PM | Reply

Are you going to tell me, honestly, that 'that' place does not truly & pathetically represent everything that you and I detest about this planet currently? hmmmmm? I hope not, because, I'm planning on opening up big black magic on Cancun with my left hand one day soon. It will be back to a sharks playground, soon enough. All of those boobies and std's coupled by bad food? please. COME ON WHO'S WITH ME! (I'm just pissed because trailer kid's only get to go to Mazatlan) shame really, all of that pot senselessly smoked... Ass sex... goldenshowers... fisting... coleslaw....fine hinas, rookas, saske homie. chalez. (The other day, it was funny, at this drug spot, i was coppin' and this chicano dealer was like [after eye balling me for ten minutes] he goes "hey man...You know what you need essay?" i just smiled, and was thinking, "well, yeah, my fucking drugs?" "but i didn't say anything, and he goes "you need motherfucking jesus?" swear to god. how funny is that?. this guy is selling me hardcore narcotics, and he's like "mother fucking jesus" I could only just stare at me foot though. funny. life sometimes, huh.

[n/a] razorgrin @ 192.197.143.145 > horus8 | 12-Sep-03/7:02 AM | Reply

Between the drug dealer story and the "show me your tits", which was the icing on the cake, you get a twelve. or would if I could vote higher than ten. I hate some other stuff in the world too, though. Namely cold foggy weather and whoever is behind the lateness of my fucking student loan. i applaud you, sir.

[9] Ranger @ 62.6.112.56 | 7-May-03/12:17 PM | Reply

Not deserving a blue 1, I wish people would say why they give these low marks but hey that's just me being a whiny Brit. Great poem, I wanted to give it an 8 but instead it shall have a nine to try to balance the anonymosity.

[9] Ranger @ 62.6.112.56 > Ranger | 7-May-03/12:18 PM | Reply

That is, based on the assumption that 'anonymosity' is in reality a word.

[n/a] horus8 @ 24.126.113.154 > Ranger | 7-May-03/4:50 PM | Reply

It's obvious, in America we call it hitting a nerve, or pushing a button.

[7] ?-Dave_Mysterious-? @ 195.92.67.65 | 11-Sep-03/3:15 PM | Reply

But being materialistic is great.

[7] http://mulberryfairy @ 216.195.145.126 | 12-Sep-03/10:42 AM | Reply

The comments were as good as the poem. Quite a storyteller, you are.

[9] TheVoiceless @ 206.72.7.6 | 12-Sep-03/3:07 PM | Reply

It almost seems to be more of a rant. But it works, and some of the things are so off the wall. I love it.