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New commandments (Free verse) by little_big_nose Your extinct god
Will bow down before me and call himself a fraud
And tell your poor abused children that I will end the animosity
I will be the one to set them free
The new ten commandments go as follows
He who prays, also wallows
Tho shalt not commit a crime
To buy your extinct god time
Tho shall destroy all idols
Tho shall burn every bible
Tho shall dine in thy own mercy
As soon as they can kill me
Tho shall sin in my name
And tho shall treat life as a game
Tho shalt not rape thy mother
Tho shalt not love thy brother
For the final preparation
To assure the restoration
Tho shall sing for satan
To give back all you have taken
Up the ladder:
Henry's breeches
Down the ladder:
Tonight
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Posted: January 11, 2004 7:39 PM PST; Last modified: January 11, 2004 7:39 PM PSTWeighted score: 4.642391 Overall Rank: 12313 Comments:
Little_Big_Nose & The Argument From Evil
------ There once was a little big nose Who ever the question did pose If there's a god, Why'd he give me a rod That's only as big as my toes?
10, and damn brilliant.
your comment, not little big nose's poem
There's a goth that forgets all his u's
When he rants at the folk in their pews But if you can't spell Than even in hell You'll get nothing from us but abuse.
There once was a black-clothed paintballer
Who at christians would constantly holler He'd be far less wroth, (& maybe more preppy than goth) If only his dick would stand taller
don't stop now!
I have a pet beaver that's sad
Because it lives in a Pitt that's not Brad And now my Jeniffer's Anistons Depressed in uzbekistanian Without lovely Brad's nad.
You should post a series. Really, you'd be a ranker hit in no time.
There once was a twisted poof wizard
that had the poetical skills of a lizard that had died on the road humping a horny toad With a leaky chode set to explode. 206 view(s)
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You have to be a brilliant moron to pull that off. Honestly. Especially since this poems substance is utterly idiotic and encased in horse shit.
No-one here can come close to a brilliant dunce like LBN, or his stupefied poetry.