Cool!

right on.

it's only getting this cause it rhymes so well... try spelling better...

fecking Dr jonson and his fecking word constricting fecking book, words that don't evolve with language thats what the fecker did.

oh howl howl, forestfreak mocks me

Replace Sean with Bjorn, read it aloud...etc..spellcheck...good concept though.

she didn't sleep this bjorn she slept with sean. Or do you know sumert i dont

as to the last comment--you owe reality nothing! aside from the fact that this poem is very weak, your last response tells me that you've restricted yourself in the world of reality--sacrifice that for the sake of the sounds in the poem. Giving an attitude to a valid critique will only serve to flaunt your amateur status and alienate you from the people who actually car about these types of things.

Yeah, Doylum. Blah blah blah blah serve to flaunt your amateur status. Checkmate, I believe.

there is no checkmate in monopoly you simpering inbred gentleman, opps i mean wing-ed shadow.

I met her on the monday morn/she made me watch her mother's porn/She wishes that we'll always spoon/To fascist yodeling and the blue of noon.

next verse please

Da Do Run Run Run Da Do Run Run

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I met her on the monday morn/Soaked in fear I must forlorn/I want to only sketch her jugs/And Persian roll her knee burnt rugs.

no this one will never do. try again please, i shall be sending you entry to dearest bob for judgment so it had better be good.

Venus was that an sorry attempt at a new verse, if so my suspicion that you are a flid and your boyfriend the proud owner of a shining button mushroom are confirmed

I met her on the monday morn/Bob was there his anus torn/Speak up Bob our friends are here/L. Ron Hubbard says you're clear.

by jove i think you've got it, thats the one, may all your children have large peni and that includes the girls

I met her on a monday and my balls turned blue, da do run run run da do run run, saw her on a tuesday fucking someone new, da do run run run da do run run, yeah! My balls turned blue! yeah! She fucked someone new! I chopped her into pieces (cuz I really don't like girls much anyway, they're all so mean - why won't they love me?) ...da do run run run da do run run

no dear thats just repeating whats already been said, ah no no my mistake thats your stock-in-trade

I have re-read through 6 or 7 of your works and can't find a thing to say.