Free verse № 57128
Can you believe this piece of shit was #1?
I was once on the best list,
but then I proved you all
fucking wrong by writing this.
Think about that.
Now I'm cool again, on poemranker.
I go door to door & sell Avon
A solicitor, A smiling wholesale artist.
Sometimes, late at night, I think
of my poor naked poems being lashed and
mounted. Forced into #1.
That's when Faith saves the day.
She rides in on a miniature painted pony
with a disco jingle background.
Wearing a Victoria's secret get up,
Just to shove a ten right up my ass.
Somehow convinced I possibly
could give a shit.
Thank god, she's not blind anymore, etc.
Tomorrow, I was thinking about
selling my soul to the devil
in return for knowing the true
identity of all pronouns, always.
That, and a monogrammed hand towel
collection in peach, and burnt umber.
That says,
"Broccoli, Poetry, Dysentary, Murder"
But some how shortened and more poignant
Like sex with your weak hand
and a toothbrush that part times
as your keyboard-cleaner/hip hop-medallion.
Why? Why? Why! Was I so hard on shit poets?
Because...
Chewbacca needed Han Solo
to translate.
I think that pretty much sums up
what I think about voting
Lobbyists, and your idea of Democracy.
So take a good look at yourself,
The next time you get the urge
To form words and judge with that
gash in your face substituting
for a mouth.
54 comments
Why do you toy with me darky?
I thought we were in love.
my own 'poem' was hit up with blue zeros
oh well
i dont' care
it wasn't even a poem
it was a house
:(
Oh, good luck with the Avon.
Chewbacca needs Han Solo
to translate.
I fucking love those lines. This is wicked, a great piece of satire and a real turkish thumb to your enemies.
Look what i did to your best poems - 10
lets see how quickly the blue zeros shall knock you off again
sad
See ya around man... and nice "poem" by the way. Stick it to um!
Maybe Iâm just stupid *nods at self* that has to be it :)
I think you will appreciate this. Every good writer ultimately needs and editor. Even Stan rice had and editor!
Furthermore, instead of having anything valid or intelligent to say about Mr. Lish you simply go into a defensive posture, which puts you on the same level as your kid. Grow up and maybe so will your writing.
Anyway I will rank your poem later, what score do you want?
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