frognettle hates that which is real
for his heart there was nothing could heal
till he found old tee dub
and his penis he'd rub
its forums gave him new ways to feel
in this thread, i will write poems about things that you hate
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frognettle hates that which is real
for his heart there was nothing could heal
till he found old tee dub
and his penis he'd rub
its forums gave him new ways to feel
accepted. this might take a few minutes (edit: or HOURS because i am falling alsleep). i need the inspirado. too much source material.
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FrogNettle
VeteranX
you make me all warm inside :heart:
btw, thanks for this. :sunny:
Darkstrand
VeteranX
1. the feel of cotton
2. the wierd sensation on my finger tips
3. to not be so dry
4. it makes for good clothes
haiku and limericks are poems. this thread is epic. the poems are in this thread. therefore, the poems within this thread are epic. qed.
when you make your own thread offering to write poems for everyone, you can do whatever you like, you big whiner.
ayz said:
poem for ayz about me:
so log got out of bed one day
his hair had started turning grey
his poor old bones did creak and crack
he bitched and whined and held his back
his old moptop was getting thinner
he eats boiled things a lot for dinner
despite it all, he still was glad
for getting old is not so sad
he's haunted by time's ticking clock
but he doesn't have small asian cock
Evil Light Bulb
VeteranX
1. levee
2. taught me to weep and moan
3. become useless, let the waters subside
4. also brought death and destruction upon my enemies
2. taught me to weep and moan
3. become useless, let the waters subside
4. also brought death and destruction upon my enemies
1. levee
2. taught me to weep and moan
3. become useless, let the waters subside
4. also brought death and destruction upon my enemies
If it keeps on rainin', levee's goin' to break,
If it keeps on rainin', levee's goin' to break,
When The Levee Breaks I'll have no place to stay.
Mean old levee taught me to weep and moan,
Mean old levee taught me to weep and moan,
Got what it takes to make a mountain man leave his home,
Oh, well, oh, well, oh, well.
Don't it make you feel bad
When you're tryin' to find your way home,
You don't know which way to go?
If you're goin' down South
They got no work to do,
If you're going NORTH to Chicago.
Cryin' won't help you, prayin' won't do you no good,
Now, cryin' won't help you, prayin' won't do you no good,
When the levee breaks, mama, you got to move.
All last night sat on the levee and moaned,
All last night sat on the levee and moaned,
Thinkin' about my baby and my happy home.
Going, going to Chicago.. Going to Chicago.. Sorry but I can't take you..
Going down.. going down now.. going down...
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