I wandered lonely as a cloud.....
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my entries weekends work
Well I'm sittin on my lunch break, grinnin my teeth (my teeth)
It's the last day of the week, boy what a relief (relief)
My muscles kind of ache, they felt rigid and stuff
so I looked around, and I smoked this big fat spliff
Now I'm happy as can be I'm in this pothead spell
I put some Visine in my eyes so that no one can tell
It's 12:55 almost time for the bell
Put the breathmints in the mouth so that the mouth don't smell
Now back on the job, I don't bother no one
I keep strictly to myself and all my work gets done
Now the job's finally over it's time to have fun
and I'm hangin out with Trevor there's a kid named John
Got real drunker than a skunk and happy as can be
We went, to the Latin Quarters and we got in free
Scoopin all the girls like nuttin with my trunk jewelry
cause I'ma fly brown brother and you can't school me
Boogie Down was performin hey they ain't no joke
And a bunch of Brooklyn kids was lookin all down my throat
Was it my big chains with the big plates on em?
Then they rolled on me and told me to run em
What you think
~~~~~~~~~~~
take it ez
zak
check this out
my entries weekends work
Well I'm sittin on my lunch break, grinnin my teeth (my teeth)
It's the last day of the week, boy what a relief (relief)
My muscles kind of ache, they felt rigid and stuff
so I looked around, and I smoked this big fat spliff
Now I'm happy as can be I'm in this pothead spell
I put some Visine in my eyes so that no one can tell
It's 12:55 almost time for the bell
Put the breathmints in the mouth so that the mouth don't smell
Now back on the job, I don't bother no one
I keep strictly to myself and all my work gets done
Now the job's finally over it's time to have fun
and I'm hangin out with Trevor there's a kid named John
Got real drunker than a skunk and happy as can be
We went, to the Latin Quarters and we got in free
Scoopin all the girls like nuttin with my trunk jewelry
cause I'ma fly brown brother and you can't school me
Boogie Down was performin hey they ain't no joke
And a bunch of Brooklyn kids was lookin all down my throat
Was it my big chains with the big plates on em?
Then they rolled on me and told me to run em
What you think
~~~~~~~~~~~
take it ez
zak
hi All
Good job Zak
Daffy Duckodils-- Oli Wordsworth
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
this poem's not allowed:
I keep taking all my pills
the one of green, the ones of red
I think I should'a stayed in bed
Continuous as the stars that shine
get the f*ck outta my way
those are yours, THESE are mine
I got them off E-Bay
Ten thousand in a swallow
I wonder why my head feels hollow
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
this poem's not allowed:
I keep taking all my pills
the one of green, the ones of red
I think I should'a stayed in bed
Continuous as the stars that shine
get the f*ck outta my way
those are yours, THESE are mine
I got them off E-Bay
Ten thousand in a swallow
I wonder why my head feels hollow
thank you Shortyhi All
Good job Zak
I have another one for you, i wrote this one a while ago
title: old school love type stuff
Aye sport, heres a thought from the old school crew
A serious situation we all go through
It deals with your feelins, so hear what I say
Its like a dyke, but nothing seems to go your way
Bust this, two people, they really like each other
He says theirs no one else
And she claims there is no other
The feelins are same, and you receive a notion
To reveal your inner thoughts deeply hit emotions
[verse two]
Precious times, hopin they wont end
Tell your mother bout your lover
Or so your best friend
Ya mighty proud while your holdin her hand
Boys, yo thats my woman, and girls, yeah thats my man
This pressure brings a sort of warmth to your heart
And everything seems so great at the start
For she loves him, and he also loves her
And its hard to turn back to who the person you were
But later on, problems start to occur
And the bond, which combines, yall turn into a blur
For the feelins were the same, now heres the score
You love him to much, and they dont love him anymore
Or did you have to choose a number
Or because your not bein true
Or maybe theyre just plain sick of seein you
Word, now it might seem strange
You better take his quick, and make the right change
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take it ez
zak
The Joy of Numeracy
S = u t + ½ a t[sup]2[/sup]
has a joyous concinnity,
‘less you’re mentally impaired
v[sup]2[/sup] = u[sup]2[/sup] + 2 a s
is of sufficient elegance,
to pull you through any mess
e[sup]i.pi[/sup] + 1 = 0
the man who discovered that
must be some sort of hero
S = u t + ½ a t[sup]2[/sup]
has a joyous concinnity,
‘less you’re mentally impaired
v[sup]2[/sup] = u[sup]2[/sup] + 2 a s
is of sufficient elegance,
to pull you through any mess
e[sup]i.pi[/sup] + 1 = 0
the man who discovered that
must be some sort of hero
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fuking hell I made a big long poem.........
and I wasn't logged in and LOST IT
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Abstract poetry??
....I don't get it. :shrug:
:bawl:
Down in the jungle where the green gass grows
lays S----y whith out no clothes
Along comes Mr ------ clipity clipity clop
down goes his trousers out comes his c--k
Three months later all goes well
six months later belly begins to swell
nine months later pop bang wheeze
out pops ------ not to big
not to small
but the poor little bugger only has one ball.
lays S----y whith out no clothes
Along comes Mr ------ clipity clipity clop
down goes his trousers out comes his c--k
Three months later all goes well
six months later belly begins to swell
nine months later pop bang wheeze
out pops ------ not to big
not to small
but the poor little bugger only has one ball.