ok, this is a ryming poem--structure not that important though.

Let's see where this poem takes us!



Here goes:


Twas not much later than a month,

till i first heard you moan and grunt

lilmissmissy said:

it had nothing to do with neither the bone nor the hunt

jerseykrs said:

It simply seemed like an Imago stunt.

2the9s said:

But smelled like roses compared to the stench of 2the9s cunt.

AsianBomb777 said:

next rhyme scheme.....

Myspace is upgrading, my new messages will have to wait...

jerseykrs said:

So here I sit with this meatball on my plate

2the9s said:

And I got a mic even though my voice grates,

AsianBomb777 said:

9s and jersey have made my thread great, or at least respectable

(gotta alter the prose a little....)

jerseykrs said:

Even though Jersey's obession with expensive threads is regrettable,

and then everyone died.

Anxiety said:

from trubi-twist aphixiation.

Though from what I've read about desire,