How about we have org poets post some BAD poetry that they have written? That could be cool!

I eat shit,
'cos I like it.


Will that do?

Walking through the park
I'm happy as a lark
And I'm singing a tune
About the month of June
Won't you be my love
My little turtle dove?

How was that for SHITTY?

:LOL:

IceNine said:

No, man! That was beautiful.

IceNine said:

*What the heck is a lark?*

Insatiable7 said:

A bird.

ark1 ( P ) Pronunciation Key (lärk)
n.
Any of various chiefly Old World birds of the family Alaudidae, especially the skylark, having a sustained, melodious song.


Any of several similar birds, such as the meadowlark.

IceNine said:

That's not a bad idea
from such a fucking queer

PANDURITO said:

Chasing Pandurito
Buying a Gordito
At the Taco Bell
I think I'm in hell

IceNine said:

Please don't be mad at me
I don't know what thay means
Don't wanna start a war
For something that I'm sure
you will forgive me for.

PANDURITO said:

Writing shitty poetry is fun
I think I'll buy a gun
and run to the store
and start a local war
then I'll run to Mexico
but first I'll stop at Texaco
and fill the car with gas
maybe I'll kick some ass
then I'll be on the run
just me and my fucking gun

The perfect moment ("Brooks, what's that?" "A sweet sticky think")

I sat down in that pitch black room
Popcorn and pepsi in my hands
Waiting for that perfect moment
The most beautiful thing in all the land
The curtains parted, the music started
People to my left, people to my right
They come for miles to be entertained
But I was to leave the hapiest that night
Ten minutes passed, i felt restless
Then U apeared upon the screen
10 ft tall face, that perfect moment
The most beautiful thing I've ever seen




[This message was edited Sat May 24 12:46:30 PDT 2003 by CAMILLE4U]

to the man icenine
how u doin'?
fine

to the chick pochacco
don't smoke tobacco

to king shausler
ummm... nothing rhymes with shausler

to the girl paisley
u smell like a daisy

to my man emale
tell me a tale

to my girl lilly(lillith)
don't be so silly

to the moderater ben
can u loan me a pen

to my girl doves cry(84)
let's give u & me a try

to all the people on P.org
read my rhyme,but do not hoarg

this is my poem 4 all of u
this is my poem i tell u true

4 this is the poem
entitled TO!

**bows**

IceNine said:

If 2 Mexico you go
I won't be there for sure
If u want to cause me pain
you'll have to fly to Spain

ThaHumanBody said:

That was pretty good bad poetry!

U all sooo crazy!

IceNine said:

thanx I think

PANDURITO said:

I don't want to hurt you
In the church of the poisoned mind
Nor do I want to tell you
Anything that is rude or unkind
You can listen to Culture Club
And rock the Casbah with the Clash
Just don't rub too hard
or you might just get a rash.

where's shaus when u need him??? we need some voomy vooms here

Can we include limericks?

There once was a woman from Ealing
Who had a peculiar feeling
So she lay on her back
Opened her crack
And pissed all over the ceiling.

IceNine said:

I did like Culture Club
I'm not so fond of Clash
What do you mean a rash?
I'm writing with both hands...
...slowly,that is true
I'm not as fast as you.

ThaHumanBody said:

CAMILLE4U said:

Oh come on. I tried so hard with this one.

PANDURITO said:

You don't need to be fast
In a world of snails and sloths
Choose the stones to cast
We should all dress up as moths
and flutter around a flame
This poetry is lame!

CAMILLE4U said:

I like it... but it wasn't bad enough.

You are supposed to write REALLY BAD poetry.

:LOL:

Cloudbuster said:

There once was a lady from kent
to a football match she went,
she stood in the goal, opened her hole
and up the footbal went

There once was a lady from leeds,
who swallowed a packet of seed
She stoped 4 a pause, pulled down her draws
and her pussy was covered in weeds.

Me and my mates were such intelectuals as children!

Cloudbuster said:

Let's go for really bad limericks:

There once was a man with a tan
Whose dick he stuck in a fan
He turned it on high
and started to cry
And his balls flew all over the room.

IceNine said:

Oh, fair enough.

Dear Emma

Roses are red
Appels are green
open your legs
and I'll fill U with...damn. Ice, help me with a rhymin word here.