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- Blue_turnip
- Egyptian Footgod
- Posts: 1239
- Joined: 29 Nov 2004 03:55
- Location: Melbourne
six black kids a white boy
a tree and some nooses
the cops saying one thing
but we know what the truth is
of course we can't read it
because our media chooses
to filter out what all the
un pleasant truth is,
and shit,
post nine eleven I'm used to abuses
The DA said he can kill them all
with just a single pen stroke
The white boy had a shotgun
so of course they let him go
Six boys waiting in jail
waiting in hell, waiting for bail
Waiting for cells, in a prison
waiting for the all white jury
to issue the hundred year sentence
Jena is a racists town, and if the
nation stays silent they will
take these kids and deep six them
Free the jena 6 !
a tree and some nooses
the cops saying one thing
but we know what the truth is
of course we can't read it
because our media chooses
to filter out what all the
un pleasant truth is,
and shit,
post nine eleven I'm used to abuses
The DA said he can kill them all
with just a single pen stroke
The white boy had a shotgun
so of course they let him go
Six boys waiting in jail
waiting in hell, waiting for bail
Waiting for cells, in a prison
waiting for the all white jury
to issue the hundred year sentence
Jena is a racists town, and if the
nation stays silent they will
take these kids and deep six them
Free the jena 6 !
- Blue_turnip
- Egyptian Footgod
- Posts: 1239
- Joined: 29 Nov 2004 03:55
- Location: Melbourne
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- Shredaholic
- Posts: 179
- Joined: 16 Mar 2007 19:46
- Location: Rhode island
- Contact:
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- Washed-Up Child Star
- Posts: 4141
- Joined: 12 Jul 2003 18:33
- Location: Winterpeg, Manisnowba
- Contact:
valentines day draft, any feedback appreciated
I wish I could find the words
to describe how you make me feel
If only I could jot down with paper and pen
the amount of time I spend thinking of you
And when I'll get to see you again
I never suspected those sparkingly eyes
and that beautiful smile to bring out the best in me
But truth be told
After just one kiss, I was convinced
That no one else could ever measure up to you
It's the way your smile gives way to the cutest dimples
when you laugh at all of my stupid jokes
It's the way the hair falls in your face
when I'm holding you close
But most of all it's the way you make me feel
And I feel like I may be falling for you sooner than I had hoped
Happy Valentines Day
eh?
I wish I could find the words
to describe how you make me feel
If only I could jot down with paper and pen
the amount of time I spend thinking of you
And when I'll get to see you again
I never suspected those sparkingly eyes
and that beautiful smile to bring out the best in me
But truth be told
After just one kiss, I was convinced
That no one else could ever measure up to you
It's the way your smile gives way to the cutest dimples
when you laugh at all of my stupid jokes
It's the way the hair falls in your face
when I'm holding you close
But most of all it's the way you make me feel
And I feel like I may be falling for you sooner than I had hoped
Happy Valentines Day
eh?
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- Post Master General
- Posts: 3394
- Joined: 18 Oct 2002 20:25
- Location: Greater Santa Cruz, CA
- Contact:
Computer
Im layin' on the carpet,
instead of goin to the market.
Habitat trashier than the LA beach,
assorted barrier of crap within reach.
My niche is sloth atop stains of spilled broth,
Dirtier even than a man of the cloth.
My computer brings out the best in me.
Im layin' on the carpet,
instead of goin to the market.
Habitat trashier than the LA beach,
assorted barrier of crap within reach.
My niche is sloth atop stains of spilled broth,
Dirtier even than a man of the cloth.
My computer brings out the best in me.
My name: Jeremy Mirken, AKA Chocolatey Shatner, AKA jerk enemy rim.
I kick it with trunk chef elf and liz luck key my.
I kick it with trunk chef elf and liz luck key my.
- funklovesfootbag
- Womanizer
- Posts: 1381
- Joined: 04 Aug 2005 11:05
- Location: SANTA CRUZ, CA!
- Contact:
Computer Rewrite
I'm thinking in my computer chair,
instead of cutting my disgustingly long hair.
My roommate is filthier than a no-legged man in a cesspool,
I'm like damn, clean those crusty dishes fool...
His niche is my niche, which can be quite a bitch,
the odor from the kitchen even makes my balls itch.
Our place is dirtier than a dildo in that cloth-man's pocket,
and my roommate's style is more cliche than a heart shaped locket.
I'm thinking in my computer chair,
instead of cutting my disgustingly long hair.
My roommate is filthier than a no-legged man in a cesspool,
I'm like damn, clean those crusty dishes fool...
His niche is my niche, which can be quite a bitch,
the odor from the kitchen even makes my balls itch.
Our place is dirtier than a dildo in that cloth-man's pocket,
and my roommate's style is more cliche than a heart shaped locket.
Fletcher Funk...
*Retired From Stitching*
(and basically freestyle.)
*Retired From Stitching*
(and basically freestyle.)
- funklovesfootbag
- Womanizer
- Posts: 1381
- Joined: 04 Aug 2005 11:05
- Location: SANTA CRUZ, CA!
- Contact:
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- Post Master General
- Posts: 3394
- Joined: 18 Oct 2002 20:25
- Location: Greater Santa Cruz, CA
- Contact:
Poetry slam, poetry slam
Funk's spouting off again but nobody gives a damn.
His best trick is complaining, he hits it on command
doesn't lift a finger (or a foot) , the man can hardly stand.
Wants to start a band, but he has no loot
the only instrument he plays is called the skin flute.
In conclusion, if Cypress Hill is Doctor Greenthumb
Fletcher Funk is ol' fashion back-alley abortion scum.
Funk's spouting off again but nobody gives a damn.
His best trick is complaining, he hits it on command
doesn't lift a finger (or a foot) , the man can hardly stand.
Wants to start a band, but he has no loot
the only instrument he plays is called the skin flute.
In conclusion, if Cypress Hill is Doctor Greenthumb
Fletcher Funk is ol' fashion back-alley abortion scum.
My name: Jeremy Mirken, AKA Chocolatey Shatner, AKA jerk enemy rim.
I kick it with trunk chef elf and liz luck key my.
I kick it with trunk chef elf and liz luck key my.
Fletch just typin' up there in his Alabaster Tower
Lettin his mind carry on like its some sort of power
Got his iPhone, keeps it in his anus
Shit fletcher, you know this shit is heinous
Dry your tears with some motherfuckin garden shears
cause thats the kind of comfort reserved for Richard Gere
Lettin his mind carry on like its some sort of power
Got his iPhone, keeps it in his anus
Shit fletcher, you know this shit is heinous
Dry your tears with some motherfuckin garden shears
cause thats the kind of comfort reserved for Richard Gere
JSACK wrote:alright well me and obara'bars, shredded our dicks off, since we are both in high school, obviously there is some sort of talent show
Mud sling? like in the back of your pants?
You been itchin that crust like it was fire ants.
Danny P so sleazy, he blows Scorcese
Slides up and down the flabby shaft
Keepin' him afloat like he was a raft.
Just ride your longboard Mr. "I'm always right"
Cause your longboard is the only one who loves you
when you are lonely in the night.
You been itchin that crust like it was fire ants.
Danny P so sleazy, he blows Scorcese
Slides up and down the flabby shaft
Keepin' him afloat like he was a raft.
Just ride your longboard Mr. "I'm always right"
Cause your longboard is the only one who loves you
when you are lonely in the night.
JSACK wrote:alright well me and obara'bars, shredded our dicks off, since we are both in high school, obviously there is some sort of talent show
- Zac Miley
- Post Master General
- Posts: 5953
- Joined: 04 Jun 2006 12:11
- Location: Kansas City, MO
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Henry Griese, who you callin' sleazy?
You're the only sleaze up in this heezy.
Your breath smells like onions - that were cooked in a broth made of bunions.
Yo you're from wisconsin, you're the one with the problem.
You've been farming cheese, so you ain't got no time for the ladies.
lol I'm so terrible.
You're the only sleaze up in this heezy.
Your breath smells like onions - that were cooked in a broth made of bunions.
Yo you're from wisconsin, you're the one with the problem.
You've been farming cheese, so you ain't got no time for the ladies.
lol I'm so terrible.
Jay (8:06:01 PM): Bu-bu-buu-buug--Looks up, and the feeling goes away like a sneeze-bu-buuuh-BULLLSHITTT
Jay (8:06:14 PM): *wipes bellybutton*
Jay (8:06:14 PM): *wipes bellybutton*