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School (Free verse) by shwenatjadeflower Today was the first day of school.
Tonight I won't play pool.
Cause the place i go
is 18 and up
and you have to go late when the bouncer is fucked up.
Heh.
My hair is bright red.
I wish I were dead.
My life is shot to hell.
Damn that tardy bell.
I missed it, and already I'm egging summer on.
I saw my old crush.
My lunches are mush.
Best friend vanished.
Hope I won't get banished
for my bright red hair.
Up the ladder:
Bring me back to life
Down the ladder:
Reflected, Dreamed
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Arithmetic Mean: 6.0
Posted: August 15, 2002 5:56 PM PDT; Last modified: August 15, 2002 5:56 PM PDTWeighted score: 5.2689414 Overall Rank: 3807 Comments:
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-=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. @ 81.86.113.159
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15-Aug-02/6:43 PM
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Though my reputation's tarnished/my wooden dick's still varnished/and I can beat the Cornish/at anything you'd care to name.
yea...well....i'd like to see ya try :P
Keep it up 8/10
you sound like one naughty, rebellious high school girl. ever take ballet?
ballet? you gotta be kidding me, never would i wear a pink fucking tutu
that's too bad.
teen-spirited, and universally relative. Keep saucilating, Da1
you guys are so cool. lol. enjoy the poetry. :) if you can call this rubbish i write poetry.
your poetry isn't rubbish, its wonderful. I love your poem they make me smile, and sometime they make me sad. Keep writting them. Lots of love Doylum.
You are so sweet to say so Doylum. I am glad you enjoy my "poetry" I wish there wasn't a limit on the amount of poems I could write per week. When I get worked up over something I just wanna log on and write. But i can't as often as I want. but that's what all these poems are. Your comment made my day. Thanks. ~Jade
wow! this is really interesting now, an irish dike in the skin of a mick who doesn't even live across the atlantic on an island cuz he lives on a potatoe in idaho, bonding with a 57 year old nympho maniac who's never even had sex yet cuz she's really a gay man who's afraid of germs...you fucks need therapy and a good tongue pulling....prepare..20 hail marys and a pint of cum to ye each......fucking make me sick your fucking masks are all crooked for crying out loud....here let me fix'em------------die slowaslowsodomizedcudtblastingfeverthick
shwentahtadndjadlower, you should know that Doylum is a) deceitful, b) a perv and c) he's captured Father Christmas, and if you get too close he'll capture you too. Only Jesu knows what horrors would result then...
When I had hair, it was red, and my oh my how I feel your pain. I especially like the 'Heh'. Every poem should have one. Bonza.
Very nice. My hair is red, though not naturally. I like red hair, don't listen to what they say.
Red heads must stick together. We are an abused minority.
So how do kids get grounded these days?
I HAVE NOT CAPTURE FARTHER CHRISTMAS. BASTARD. I only borrowed him for a while whilst kenith was away on holiday. Don't utter such falseitites again, or i shall be forced to send you down sulphur mine, with the elves and cherubime, and you know how nasty the cherubime can be at this time of year.
Jo 90 i belive you must be from cornland yourself. Only a westcountry bumpcin and creater of crap-sircls (please note use of authentic phonetics)could possible make cornish rhyme with varnish
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