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  1. 30 Oct '09 15:37
    somthing out of the ordinary.
  2. 30 Oct '09 16:32
    If in fact, there was no god, and
    no legal repercussions,
    I'd nuke DC and start anew,
    So we don't become the Russians!

    Whaddyathink?
    (It IS my first try, so please, be kind.)
  3. 30 Oct '09 20:42
    Originally posted by styxz
    somthing out of the ordinary.
    Number 3 is nice
    My favourite letter: A
    Oops, why am I banned?
  4. 30 Oct '09 21:41
    Originally posted by PinkFloyd
    If in fact, there was no god, and
    no legal repercussions,
    I'd nuke DC and start anew,
    So we don't become the Russians!

    Whaddyathink?
    (It IS my first try, so please, be kind.)
    But let the southerners leave first.
    Otherwise it shall be for naught
    For northeners think like Russians
    Marx had nuthin on these dudes!
  5. Standard member Traveling Again
    I'm 1/4 Ninja
    30 Oct '09 22:26
    A daisy wept today,
    in the pouring spring rain,
    because I stepped on it.
  6. 31 Oct '09 02:56
    Roses are red
    Violets are blue
    Yankees will win
    but it might take a few
  7. 31 Oct '09 09:12
    Originally posted by PinkFloyd
    If in fact, there was no god, and
    no legal repercussions,
    I'd nuke DC and start anew,
    So we don't become the Russians!

    Whaddyathink?
    (It IS my first try, so please, be kind.)
    it was ok dude. Do you think this one is to cheerful I played the blood red game.red rivers raged to the sea.I stole the souls of men and ran riot in their ruins.I walked upon the shore of death red breakers staining the sand.I stared into the eyes of god and found naught but oblivion.
  8. 31 Oct '09 12:42
    Originally posted by chasmondo
    it was ok dude. Do you think this one is to cheerful I played the blood red game.red rivers raged to the sea.I stole the souls of men and ran riot in their ruins.I walked upon the shore of death red breakers staining the sand.I stared into the eyes of god and found naught but oblivion.
    Welcome back.
  9. Standard member mikelom
    Ajarn
    31 Oct '09 13:25
    Roses are Red,
    Violets are blue.
    Some poems rhyme,
    But this one doesn't!
  10. Subscriber karoly aczel
    Fortnite Kid
    01 Nov '09 11:26
    I'll smell you in pieces
    And sell you in pieces
    I'll kill you just so you know
    Love is a backseat driver
    I'll die again just so I know...
  11. 01 Nov '09 14:51
    Originally posted by PinkFloyd
    If in fact, there was no god, and
    no legal repercussions,
    I'd nuke DC and start anew,
    So we don't become the Russians!

    Whaddyathink?
    (It IS my first try, so please, be kind.)
    Living your life to far in advance Tango for trophies and then learn to dance Soon all tomorrows will turn to today One day the present will just fade away.
  12. 02 Nov '09 01:58
    Do you know true happiness?
    Are you just pretending?
    How can you tell the diiference?
    Would anybody notice?
  13. Subscriber FMF
    a.k.a. John W Booth
    02 Nov '09 03:24
    Kill the bee!
    Kill the bee!
    Kill the bee!
    Kill the bee!
    Kill the bee!
  14. Subscriber coquette
    Already mated
    02 Nov '09 06:49
    Soaring in spirit
    We touched in the misty dawn
    Breathing one shared night's air

    Try to imagine this as an appropriate non-erotic poem

    Did you?

    Good for you
    If you didn't manage to.
  15. Standard member uzless
    The So Fist
    02 Nov '09 19:58
    There was an old farmer who lived on a rock
    He sat in the meadow just shaking his
    Fist at some boys who were down by the crick
    Their feet in the water, their hands on their
    Marbles and play things at a half passed four
    There came a young lady who looked like a
    Pretty, young preacher
    She sat on the grass, she pulled up her dress
    And she showed them her
    Ruffles, and laces and white fluffy duck
    She said she was learning a new way to
    Bring up her children, so they would not spit
    While the boys in the barnyard were shoveling
    Refuse, and litter from yesterday's hunt
    While the girl in the meadow was rubbing her
    Eyes at the fellow, down by the dock
    He looked like a man with a sizable
    Home in the country, with a big fence out front
    If he asked her politely, she'd show him her
    Little pet dog, who was subject to fits
    And maybe she'd let him grab hold of her
    Small, tender hands with a movement so quick
    And then she'd bend over and suck on his
    Candy, so tasty made of butterscotch
    And then he'd spread whip cream all over her
    Cookies that she had left out on her shelf
    If you think this is dirty
    You can go f*** yourself!