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TELL ME WHERE THE GUN IS! (Free verse) by http://janglingjack
ITTY-BITTY ANTS ARE CRAWLIN... ALL OVER MY GLASSES... I WON'T BE ABLE TO SEE... NOTHING DURING CLASSES... SO I MIGHT AS WELL JUST JUMP AROUND... AND SCARE SOME LITTLE BRATS... I LIKE SWINGIN' ANIMALS BY THEY TAILS... ESPECIALLY LITTLE CATS! AUSTRALIA IS A PLACE I'VE HEARD... MENTIONED WITH A SMILE... I OFTEN SMILE UNCONTROLLABLY... WATCHING GOMER PYLE... DROPPING ACID HAS PRODUCED IN ME... VISION EQUIPPED WITH TRAILS... AND I'VE EATEN THRU NASAL CARTILEDGE... FROM RIDING ON THE RAILS... MONKEY SEE, MONKEY DO... MONKEYS ARE SO FUNNY... I'M GONNA TRAIN A TEAM OF SPACE MONKEYS... TO ROB FOLKS FOR THEIR MONEY... I READ THE BIBLE AND I THEN I DON'T... THEN I READ IT ONCE AGAIN... CEPT I DO IT NAKED ON THE PATIO... AND MY FOLLOWERS DO ATTEND... I'M BURNING INSCENSE AS I TYPE... IT SMELLS ALL NICE AND HAPPY... LIKE A HIPPY LOVE-FEST IN A VW BUS... AS TOLD BY MY PAPPY... BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH... NONSENSE NONSENSE AND MORE... I LIKE TO RENT DVD'S ... FROM THE BACK OF THE VIDEO STORE... THE ROOM BEHIND THE SWING DOORS... IT'S COLD IN THERE-IT FREEZES... I SAW MARIO LOPEZ IN THERE ONE TIME... AND ONCE I THINK I SAW JESUS... THEY PULLED THEM MINERS OUTTA THAT HOLE... AND EVERYONE IS CHEERING... I USED TO GET IN FIGHT WITH METALHEADS... WHO WORE LONG DANGLY FEATHERY EARRINGS... I HAVE A HAT FOR MY HEAD... AND SHOES FOR MY FEET... PANTS FOR MY LEGS... AND A SHIRT THAT LOOKS REAL NEAT... I PUT MY MONEY IN MY WALLET... AND SPEND IT AT THE STORE... KEEP MY DOPE IN MY SOCK... SO IT DONT SPILL ON THE FLOOR... ANYWAYS, I'M OUTTA HERE... GO LEAVE ME ALONE... UNLESS YOU WANNA TALK TO ME... GO AHEAD--USE THE PHONE... ---------END.-----------

Up the ladder: once again
Down the ladder: cival

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Arithmetic Mean: 4.125
Weighted score: 4.764676
Overall Rank: 11407
Posted: July 28, 2002 10:10 PM PDT; Last modified: July 28, 2002 10:10 PM PDT
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[5] horus8 @ 24.126.113.154 | 28-Jul-02/10:49 PM | Reply
your gun is at the hooked on ebonics center. Get it. then turn it on you poo. Deerhunter. you are not chris walken. u r beak!
your turn table is old and from a bad muslim pawn shop. mine is gold and trendy. Brand new from the jew. i hit my bong and bid you a'due. both of my socks are ladened with drugs, and i have the finger speed to deliver big sliver <moose knuckles>. my various cunts comb my hair as i lie naked all day snorting china white (Baldwin had nothing on me in the Shadow). they are hot naked oriental cunts with big tits. besides, my pet monkey can read.
You fail.e
[6] deleted user @ 66.8.154.13 | 29-Jul-02/12:08 AM | Reply
the rambling style is interesting at first, but it just keeps rambling.
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